Song Yan drove fast on the highway.

Xia Lin sat in the passenger seat with his head tilted to the glass window, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was asleep.

But Song Yan knew he wasn't sleeping, he just didn't want to talk to himself.

The atmosphere in the car was stagnant, and the silence was suffocating.

Two hours ago, Song Yan finally compromised and left his bachelor apartment with Xia Lin.

Xia Lin originally insisted on taking the train back by himself, but his physical condition was not very good. His legs were too weak after walking a few steps. In the end, Song Yan forced him into the car.

In fact, Xia Lin didn't want to stay with Song Yan for a moment, but his body didn't obey his orders, and it was an unbearable humiliation for him to ride in the same car with Song Yan now.

But thinking that riding in Song Yan's car was more realistic than squeezing it, he could only force himself to swallow the humiliation.

Song Yan silently paid attention to Xia Lin's condition while driving.

He found that Xia Shi was curling up from time to time, his eyebrows were knitted, his lips were pale, and he seemed to be trying his best to endure some pain, so he gently held his hand and asked, "What's wrong? Do you need me..."

"Drive your car." Xia Lin shook off his hand.

Song Yan hesitated for a moment, then continued: "If you feel uncomfortable, I'd better take you to the hospital. Before, I really couldn't control myself, but now seeing you feel so uncomfortable, I feel bad..."

Xia Lin wanted to show mercy to your cat and cry, but he still closed his eyes and didn't bother to care about him.

Song Yan was silent for a while, then broke the jar and said, "Otherwise, I'll go to the police station and turn myself in. You can sue me any way you want, as long as you feel more comfortable."

Xia Lin finally couldn't help but opened his eyes and stared at him: "Have you been kicked by a donkey in your head? You are shameless and I want shame!"

Song Yan was scolded with a look of grievance: "I just want to make you feel more comfortable, Xia Lin, you can beat me and scold me, but don't ignore me..."

"Song Yan, if you really want to make me feel comfortable, don't force your way into my life, okay?"

Song Yan pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "This is the only one, no."

Xia Lin sighed and gave up communicating with him.

Song Yan added: "Xia Lin, I know you don't believe me now. I did a lot of things that I'm sorry for you in my last life, and the one thing I regret the most was hitting you without listening to your explanation. I can't wait. I chopped off my own hand. I originally thought, after I found you, I would coax you back in a low voice, and I would do whatever you want to make up for it, but you didn't give me this chance, you went too fast, I was completely numb at the time collapsed…"

When he said this, his voice was a little choked, so he turned his face and silently forced his tears back.

After adjusting his emotions, he continued: "I didn't know what to do at the time. When I was in despair, I could only make a wish to the sky. If I can do it all over again, I will treat you well and pay you back everything I owe you... I didn't expect my wish to come true, but maybe God felt that I needed to be punished, so I was late for more than four years, and I had tasted the taste of unrequited love. But even so, I was already content. Now, as long as you are fine, no amount of punishment doesn't matter, but one thing is, no matter what, you can't let go of you anymore, you are mine, whether it's in your previous life or this life, you can only be mine."

Xia Lin slowly turned his eyes to Song Yan, and silently watched his silhouette for a long time.

If the Song Yan who raped him before is still in a state of confusion and excitement, then the current Song Yan is more like a mix of Song Yan from two generations. His words and actions gradually tend to be calm and rational. more orderly.

After being silent for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Song Yan, you are a person with deep obsessions. In the last life, you and Yu Luotong failed to achieve a positive result. His death has always been a thorn in your heart, no matter what I do. No matter how hard you try, there is no way to really enter your heart. Now, maybe you have turned my death into a thorn in your heart, so you are determined to make up for me no matter what. But have you really thought about it, you are like this Holding on to me persistently, is it because of love or because of obsession?"

Song Yan didn't know how to answer for a while. Love and obsession were the same thing in his opinion. He used to love Yu Luotong, so he was obsessed with Luotong, but now he loves Xia Lin, so he is obsessed with Xia Lin.

But Xia Lin said that persistence does not equal love.

In the end, none of them could convince anyone. But after these dissecting words, Xia Lin's tight guard was loosened a little, and then a huge sense of exhaustion swept over, and he soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Lin was woken up by a warm wind, and after a while, he remembered that he was still in Song Yan's car.

"Waking you up?" Song Yan said cautiously, "I just want to open the window to let in some air. If you feel uncomfortable, can I close it again?"

"Turn it on." Xia Lin moved his stiff body. After a sleep, he felt much refreshed, and the discomfort in his body was relieved a lot.

"Where are you?" Xia Lin asked.

"Get off the expressway," Song Yan said. "In twenty minutes, you will be at B University."

Xia Lin looked at the time, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

At this moment, the phone rang, and the caller ID was Yu Luotong.

Xia Lin was stunned. Since Yu Luotong asked him for a mobile phone number, it was the first time he had called him, especially at such a sensitive time. Xia Lin looked at the phone, hesitating whether to pick it up.

Song Yan listened to his phone ringing for a long time and didn't answer it, and glanced at him strangely.

Xia Lin subconsciously blocked the mobile phone interface, so that Song Yan did not see the words "Yu Luotong".

He thought for a while, but pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Xia Lin?" Yu Luotong's voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding in a good mood, "Have you eaten dinner?"

"No..." Xia Lin hasn't recovered from his depressed mood, and doesn't even want to say a word.

"That's right," Yu Luotong said happily, "I'll invite you to dinner... No, I invite David and I together, at the 'Beauty House' near the school."

"Why are you suddenly..."

"It's not sudden, did I tell you that I will leave after I get my diploma? I already got it today, our college is earlier than other colleges, and David and I have already booked the tickets. I’ll leave in the morning, and inviting you to dinner today is my farewell.”

Xia Lin subconsciously looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan couldn't understand what he was talking about on the phone, and looked back inexplicably.

Xia Lin pondered for a moment, and a sinister thought suddenly rose in his heart, and asked, "Can you bring one more friend?"

Yu Luotong was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, no problem, you can bring a few. I'll go to reserve a box, you hurry up."

Xia Lin hung up the phone and turned to look at Song Yan.

Song Yan still had an unsure expression on his face.

"My friend invites you to dinner, you can also stay and go back after eating." Xia Lin said expressionlessly.

Song Yan was overjoyed: "Okay!"

There was no smile on Xia Lin's face. He turned his head and looked out the car window with a gloomy expression on his face.

He took Song Yan over at this juncture, which was really unkind to Yu Luotong.

But he just couldn't help it, trying to find something unpleasant for Song Yan.