Xia Lin stopped, turned his head to look at him, his expression was calm and peaceful: "Song Yan, looking at our friendship for more than ten years, let me tell you a few sincere words, I hope you can listen to me seriously. over."

"?" Although Song Yan was confused, he still nodded in cooperation.

"A few days ago, my attitude towards you was a bit sharp. Looking back, I thought about it carefully. You are still young, and it is normal to do things without thinking."

Song Yan pursed his lips slightly, and the subtle feeling of being preached came up again. Ming Xia Lin was a few months younger than him, but recently he always had the illusion that Xia Lin was standing on a high place and looked down on him. , which made him very uncomfortable.

But in order not to interrupt Xia Lin, he forced himself to suppress this unpleasant feeling.

Now that you have decided on this path," Xia Lin's voice continued, "you must have gone through some inner struggle, perhaps because you like someone so much that you can muster the courage to break the world's ethics. But Song Yan, the resistance in the future is far more than this. The more you move forward, the more problems you will encounter. These problems will come from relatives, friends, colleagues, and society. If you just keep going forward bravely At the end, you will find that you have become unaccompanied, isolated, and even unable to protect the lover you want to protect. At that time, you want to turn back, but there is no way to turn back, so Song Yan, from now on, you have to make yourself stronger, you have to learn to be patient, learn to hide your light, wrap up your edges and corners, and hide your most cherished emotions, until one day, you become enough Powerful, so powerful that you can protect your love without relying on external forces, so powerful that those who stand on the moral high ground can do nothing to you even if they dislike you, then you can take everything you have without reservation. Show it off and really be yourself. Do you know what I mean? "

Song Yan stared at Xia Lin for a long time.

Although he couldn't fully understand what he said just now, he could vaguely understand Xia Lin's good intentions.

The orange-yellow street lamp light shone from behind Xia Lin, casting a soft warm light around him, polishing Xia Lin's outline so flawlessly that Song Yan's heart beat a little when he watched it.

A vague idea suddenly popped up in his mind - even if this road is as difficult and dangerous as Xia Lin said, but if it is Xia Lin. If the person beside him is Xia Lin, even if it is difficult to walk, he has nothing to fear.

They have been inseparable with each other for more than ten years. If they can continue to be inseparable together until they grow old, it should be a great thing.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Xia Lin, it's not as good as us..."

"That's it," Xia Lin suddenly ended the conversation, "This may be the last time I've had a long face-to-face talk with you like this."

Song Yan's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

"I just received a notice from the head teacher in the morning that in order to increase our key undergraduate enrollment rate this year, the school will transfer all the students who have entered the top 30 of the grade in the monthly test scores and integrate them into a key class. So , From tomorrow, we will not be in the same class, and there should be very few opportunities to meet in the future."

Song Yan's heart suddenly felt empty, but he was still struggling: "Even if we are not in the same class, we can still be the same as before..."

"Song Yan, since you decided to take this path, we were doomed not to get along as before. Tonight is my last piece of advice to you. From now on, we will go our separate ways and take care of ourselves."

After Xia Lin finished speaking, he rode his bicycle and left without waiting for Song Yan to react.

Song Yan wanted to stop him, but his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound.

He stood alone under the dim street light for a long time, and suddenly slammed the beloved mountain bike to the ground.

"It's you who say people are divided into groups, and it's you who say people go their separate ways. What exactly do you want me to do?"