Xia Lin returned to the dormitory after dinner, opened his laptop, and found that Yu Luotong had already added his following on Weibo, and sent him a private message: "Endless, this is Song Yan's Weibo account, I know this account. There are not many people, so don't tell Song Yan that I told you secretly."

Xia Lin murmured in his heart that he was still a trumpet, making him look like a star. He went back to Yu Luotong's Weibo, and then searched and entered Song Yan's Weibo account.

There are a lot of posts on this Weibo, but there are very few fans and followers. There is almost no interaction under each Weibo, and it is all Song Yan’s self-talk—it does seem like a private person who deliberately keeps a low profile account.

Xia Lin's mouse hovered over the focus button for a long time, but he didn't click it.

He didn't know what Yu Luotong gave him Song Yan's Weibo account. He didn't want to have anything to do with Song Yan. Even if he knew that the other party and Yu Luotong had broken up, it was none of his business. reason to live.

But since he already knew about Song Yan's Weibo, it seemed impossible for him to pretend he didn't see it.

Curiosity drove him to read the contents of Weibo page by page, like a voyeur, silently watching Song Yan's life in the past few years.

In the beginning, his Weibo content was mainly reposted, and the reposted content was quite complex, ranging from international news to common sense of life. Later, he slowly started to post some original content, sometimes it was a photo, sometimes it was a piece of chicken soup, sometimes it was after watching a movie, and sometimes it was thinking of someone.

This person caught Xia Lin's attention, because from beginning to end, Song Yan did not name names, but used the second person. It can be seen that Song Yan cares about this person very much, and often mentions this person when he is depressed.

E.g

20XX-XX-XX [Suddenly it rained in the afternoon, and the originally scheduled game went to waste. I hate rain. I don't know if it's raining on your side today. The weather in City B is much wetter than here. 】

20XX-XX-XX [It's just an apple, but I actually cut my fingers, it hurts so much. My roommate laughed at me, a rough man who cuts an apple, and I can't eat it with the skin on. In fact, I want to practice my hands. After I have practiced, I will go back and cut it for you to eat. 】

20XX-XX-XX [Bought a sun umbrella, red, like a fool. I think I may have been brainstorming for a while. On the way back from the outside, I saw a couple walking together with a red umbrella, and I felt a little envious. I don't remember if we ever held an umbrella together before, but I don't think so. When it rains, we run like crazy, when we meet the sun... that's a fart umbrella. 】

20XX-XX-XX[I quarreled with the old man, so annoying! I was told to study hard and not fall in love at school for a while, and then arranged for me to meet with the daughter of the boss of a certain person alone, schizophrenia! This is! I can't sleep at night I miss you very much from time to time. Did you sleep well at night? Don’t stay up late reading books again. 】

20XX-XX-XX [I don't know what's going on recently, but I always suddenly remember some things from the past. We were so good in the past, how could it be like this? 】

Xia Lin turned the pages one by one, and made up the sad picture of Song Yan's long-distance love and lovesickness because he and Yu Luotong were separated from each other and could only vent through Weibo.

In the last life, Song Yan and Yu Luotong were able to love each other for many years and have a strong relationship because they met each other from the third year of high school until they came out of the closet after graduating from college.

However, in this life, for some unknown reason, the two did not choose the same university. One went to City D and the other stayed in City B. It would take several hours for a one-way train ride. Yu Luotong usually had to work part-time to earn living expenses, so he definitely couldn’t go to City D to look for it. Song Yan; while Song Yan lives under his father's eyelids, as soon as he has a break, he is dragged by his father to intern in the company, and I am afraid there is no chance to go back to City B to find Yu Luotong.

The relationship between them has not yet been stabilized, and they can't stand the test of separating the two places. It is reasonable for Yu Luotong to be seduced by someone near the water tower in loneliness.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin has mixed emotions in his heart. He has some sympathy for Song Yan, who has been thinking about Yu Luotong, but at the same time, there is a sense of pleasure in watching him coldly.

In this life, he did not interfere in the relationship between the two at all, but their love still did not end well, which can only be said to be Song Yan's life.

Returning to Song Yan's Weibo homepage, the moment the page was pulled down, a new Weibo was suddenly refreshed.

20XX-XX-XX [I heard people say that they saw you walking out side by side with a man, and they seemed to have a good relationship... Is that man your boyfriend? Is he handsome? prettier than me? I'm in a bad mood, you know? 】

It was posted just two minutes ago.

Xia Lin stared blankly for a while, and in his mind came the Chinese man named David that he saw at the entrance of the affiliated hospital this afternoon.

Could it be that. Yu Luotong hasn't told Song Yan about him and David? He had already decided to emigrate, but he didn't tell Song Yan?

Xia Lin slowly covered his eyes, and the humble and humble gesture revealed by the text on Weibo made him feel dazzling.

No matter in the last life or this life, Song Yan's accommodating and forbearance towards Yu Luotong has never changed, and Yu Luotong can always be more decisive than Song Yan.

He sympathized with Song Yan like this, but also hated Song Yan like this.

After being depressed for a while, he took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

Whether the two of them can get together or not in the end has nothing to do with him, so why should he worry about eating radishes lightly.

Xia Lin closed Weibo, regained his energy, opened the document and started writing the course paper.