Song Yan was helped by Xia Lin and sat back in the wheelchair. Seeing that Xia Lin was halfway out of his words, he looked at him suspiciously, and then followed his line of sight.

Xia Lin noticed his gaze and immediately put away the phone, Song Yan only had time to capture the three English letters of VHL in the crowded text.

After such an interruption, Xia Lin said half of what he had said before, and there was no further text.

He reached for the medicine box on the bedside table and squatted down. He helped Song Yan to deal with the wound oozing blood from the palm of his hand.

For a while, the room was quiet, so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

Song Yan gradually recovered from the panic and gaffe just now, and when he recalled what he said just now, he couldn't help blushing.

Fortunately, Xia Lin kept focusing on his wound, lowered his head and asked, "How did you get this injury?"

""forward. Accidentally scratched on broken glass. "Song Yan made a random excuse, and quickly turned the topic back to his own concerns: "Xia Lin, how long will you stay in the United States this time?" "

"One day of academic exchange and one day of free activities." Xia Lin said, "I was still thinking, if you don't come to F city, then I will go to J city to find you. I heard Yu Luotong say that he is also in J city, and I was wondering if I could Ask about your halo from him.

Song Yan didn't expect that Xia Lin would take the initiative to mention Yu Luotong, looked at the other person carefully, and found that Xia Lin's expression was normal and his tone was very flat, as if he was referring to an unrelated person.

He drank for a moment before asking tentatively, "Have you kept in touch with Luo Tong... all these years?"

"Send WeChat or something when you have time," Xia Lin said. "At first, I didn't think I would keep in touch with him, but he never forgets to send me blessings on holidays, and I'm too embarrassed to ignore him."

Xia Lin helped him stop the bleeding, then took out new bandages to wrap him layer by layer, and continued: "I remember. About two years ago, he suddenly called me excitedly and said that he was actually in When J City met you, I wanted to check with you, but I didn't mention it because I was afraid you would be embarrassed."

Song Yan immediately became embarrassed and hurriedly explained: "Xia Lin, I have nothing to do with him..."

"I know, every time he talks to me, it's about David most of the time, and David is jealous again, and David has a fight with him again, and David is so angry that he runs away from home, and David is again I've brought him back. I mentioned your topic only once or twice." Xia Lin said, raising his head and giving Song Yan a playful look.

Song Yan didn't expect Xia Lin to show such an expression. After being stunned for a moment, he echoed: "Yes, I'm the most...I will play the role of the old lady." )

Xia Lin bandaged the wound, put the medicine box back in place, and sat down opposite him again, staring at him quietly, his eyes were meticulous and soft, as if he wanted to trace his appearance bit by bit.

Song Yan hadn't recovered from the embarrassment just now, and he would be a little hairy at this time, and couldn't help asking: "Xia Lin, why are you... why are you looking at me like this?"

"Song Yan, I used to scold you with harsh words. I hope you don't mind."

Song Yan looked blank: "Is there?"

"Don't you remember?" Xia Lin froze for a moment, then laughed, "I hope you really don't remember."

Song Yan felt that Xia Lin in front of him was unusually mild, and said uneasy: "Xia Lin, what are you...what are you trying to say?"

Xia Lin lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to look at him again: "Song Yan, the two of us... Let's put our past suspicions aside, okay?"

Song Yan gradually frowned. It wasn't that he didn't understand what he meant by letting go of the past. If Xia Lin was willing to forgive the mistakes he had made, he would naturally ask for it. But listening to it at the moment, he always felt that what Xia Lin wanted to express was not just the literal meaning of these four words.

"Xia Lin...he grabbed Xia Lin's wrist almost instinctively, and asked tentatively, "I've let go of the past, and then what? what you up to? "

Xia Lin was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect Song Yan to be so keen.

He opened his mouth, but before he could think of a proper response, he heard Song Yan's hoarse voice: "If you want to say, after the past suspicions are settled, there will be no more connection. I would rather you continue to hate me, and hate me forever."

Song Yan's voice was very low, but he paused at every word, gnashing his teeth ruthlessly.

Xia Lin didn't speak anymore, just stared at him blankly, a water light gradually budding in his eyes.

Suddenly he leaned forward, lowered his eyes and touched Song Yan's lips lightly.

Song Yan's mind went blank for a moment, and then a buzzing sounded.

His heart beat very fast, like a young man who fell in love for the first time.

"Xia Lin..." He squeezed Xia Lin's wrist tightly and tremblingly, not sure if what happened just now was his own imagination.

The water in Xia Lin's eyes has not retreated, and he avoided Song Yan's hot gaze a little overwhelmed, and shook his head: "Don't ask me, I don't know, maybe I will regret it in the next second, so you don't want anything.ask."

Song Yan wanted to say something else, but Xia Lin had already stood up and broke free from his hand, and left the door without looking back.