Because it's you, it doesn't matter how long you wait.

He must say this sentence, he is afraid that it will be too late, he must say it first to stabilize Yan Zhuo's heart and his own.

Early the next morning, Song Yan got up and packed his luggage, saying it was luggage, and there was only one backpack in total.

Yan Zhuo was stunned when he saw his backpack, then asked, "Are you leaving?"

I just told him so much yesterday, are you leaving today? It went so suddenly, with no sign.

Did you talk shit yesterday?

Song Yan closed the zipper and said, "I have something to do. I need to go back to H City."

Are you coming back then? Yan Zhuo clenched his fists and did not ask this sentence.

Forget it, those who want to stay will not leave. Those who want to leave will not look back.

"Then you have a safe journey." Yan Zhuo said.

"Well, I will."

Yan Zhuo was still unwilling, and he asked again: "Do you have anything particularly important?"

The kind that's important enough that you're leaving for the time being? If you leave temporarily, it means you will come back.

Song Yan didn't want him to be misunderstood or worried, so he casually said the reason: "Fortunately, something happened in the studio, it's not a big problem."

That's it. Yan Zhuo's heart became cold after brushing it, and it was completely cold. He paused for two seconds and said, "Then go back quickly, I'll go wash first."

Song Yan touched his head: "Okay."

Song Yan came unexpectedly and left quietly. He thought that he would come back anyway, so he didn't say goodbye to Zhou Yang and the others.

When he arrived at the school gate, he took a taxi and ran to the airport.

Song Yan sat lonely in the back seat, thinking that it would be great if Yan Zhuo went back with him. Thinking of Yan Zhuo, he suddenly thought of Yan Zhuo's silly expression last night, and his heart softened. He instinctively touched his wrist, but he didn't touch the familiar bracelet on his wrist.

He frowned and thought about it. He seemed to have taken it off in the shower yesterday and put it next to the pillow...

"Master, drop your head and go back to the starting point." Song Yan said.

There is still plenty of time. He can go back and get the bracelet. Although the bracelet will not be lost, it was given to him by Yan Zhuo. If he is not with him for a moment, he will feel uneasy for a moment.

The dormitory was not far from the school gate, and he instructed the driver to wait for him and go straight to the dormitory. During this period, he also touched the key in his pocket, for fear that he did not bring the key to the house door.

Song Yan walked to the door of the dormitory not long after, he was about to open the door, but the door was not locked.

He felt strange that Yan Zhuo should go to work this time.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to push the door, but it was very light, very light, and he heard a whimper from inside the room.

Chapter 58 That's Enough

Song Yan gently pushed open the door, Yan Zhuo was in his own sadness at that time, as if unaware of his footsteps, and just sat quietly by the window.

Song Yan sighed, walked over, bent down and gently surrounded him from behind.

"Yan Zhuo," he called.

Yan Zhuo's body froze suddenly.

The sound isn't fake, and the touch isn't fake either.

Why did Song Yan come back?

He turned his head to look at Song Yan in a daze, the tears on his face hadn't dried yet, looming over his eyelashes.

Song Yan took his fingertips to wipe him off, stared at him deeply and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Yan Zhuo's body trembled, and after a long time he muttered, "No."

Song Yan asked, "Is it because I'm leaving?"

Yan Zhuo hesitated: "No..."

If you ask what kind of experience it is like to be honest and wrong, Song Yan should have the most say. After all, he has been so awkward since he was a child.

As long as he doesn't want to admit something and doesn't want to speak, then no matter what method others use, he can't be allowed to speak.

But never imagined that Yan Zhuo was actually such a master.

Song Yan looked at his stubborn expression and laughed, so he joked: "What is that, it is worth your tears."

Yan Zhuo felt ashamed and frowned, "I can't cry!"

"No?" Song Yan moved a chair to sit in front of him, and said softly, "The tears on your face haven't dried yet."

Yan Zhuo was startled and hurriedly reached out to wipe it.

Song Yan pulled his hand down and held it tightly. After a while, he asked, "Yan Zhuo, did you misunderstand something?"

"what……?"

"I'm only leaving temporarily, and I'll be back," Song Yan said, "where else can I go if you're here."

Yan Zhuo saw what he was thinking, and slowly lowered his head, embarrassed to look at him again.

Song Yan grabbed his hand and shook it: "Huh?"

"Yeah." Yan Zhuo said in a muffled voice, "I'm not just because of this..."

Song Yan frowned: "Then what else?"

Yan Zhuo bit his lower lip, took out Song Yan's bracelet from his pocket and said, "You didn't take it away, you don't want it anymore."

It was what he once gave to Song Yan, and it was full of his feelings and hearts. But Song Yan left. Before leaving, he took everything with him, but he forgot about it.

Song Yan sighed angrily and explained, "Last night I took it off before taking a shower and put it next to my pillow, but I forgot to bring it today. I only found it when I got in the car, so I hurried back."

Yan Zhuo let out an "oh", obviously not believing it much.

Song Yan hooked his chin and forced him to raise his head: "It's true, I really didn't mean it, think about it, if I don't want it anymore, why should I come back, am I free?"

Yan Zhuo believed it a bit, he returned the string to Song Yan and said, "Then you can put it on."

Song Yan didn't answer, she stretched out her wrist and said, "Help me."

Yan Zhuo glanced at him, did not refuse, took the bracelet and gently buckled it on his wrist.

"Yan Zhuo," Song Yan said, looking at his hair, "Why did you cry when I left?"

Yan Zhuo said, "I said it wasn't because you left..."