Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 1 (124)
Xia Lin suddenly remembered the question about spatial displacement that Ke Mei had vaguely mentioned to him a few days ago.
At that time, he only knew that the “earthquakes” that he had encountered frequently over the years were originally due to spatial displacement. He did not think deeply about the meaning behind it.
Now that he heard Jaden’s explanation, he suddenly realized that perhaps the truth is far more than the spatial displacement that Ke Mei revealed to him.
After finishing the call with Jaden, Xia Lin searched for keywords such as “base pressure resistance” and “planet collision” that he had recorded on paper.
Suddenly, he had a bold guess and scared himself into a cold sweat.
After pondering alone for a while, he called Ke Mei again.
“Ke Mei,” Xia Lin said straightforwardly, “I have some questions about the collision of stars…”
He deliberately said something vaguely and wanted to defraud Ke Mei.
Ke Mei really believed it to be true and was surprised: “Did Song Yan tell you? But you got it wrong. It’s not a collision of stars but a collision of space.”
Although Xia Lin doesn’t quite understand what the so-called “space” is, what can be determined is that his guesses are close to the truth.
“Hello, hello?” Ke Mei asked when Xia Lin hadn’t spoken for a while, “Xia Lin, are you still listening?”
“I’m listening.” Xia Lin secretly squeezed his cold fingers, pretending to be calm, “Song Yan told me about it but I still don’t understand. Can you explain it to me in detail? ”
That night, when Song Yan was about to fall asleep, he received a call from Ke Mei.
Ke Mei asked, “Song Yan, did you tell Xia Lin about this?”
Song Yan was startled: “What’s the matter?”
After Ke Mei was silent for a moment, he said in annoyance: “He really swindled me! Fortunately, I kept myself in check. When he asked about the space collision, I only told him the cause of the space collision. I didn’t say much about the rest.”
Song Yan frowned and fell into thought.
Ke Mei said again: “Xia Lin is already investigating this matter. I don’t know what channel he used to investigate but with his IQ, I guess he will soon be able to guess the whole story. Song Yan, look……”
“I see,” Song Yan said, “Thank you for telling me.”
The next day, Xia Lin drove a few times around Song Yan’s community. He discovered that there were basically no other households except Song Yan’s.
This situation was very abnormal, as if everything had been cleared out.
He called to ask about the property. The property’s response was that a wealthy businessman surnamed Song bought the entire community in one go. The original residents were paid several times higher than the market price and they were all willing to sell.
After hearing this, Xia Lin combined the information he got today with the information that Ke Mei revealed to him and further confirmed his guess.
This afternoon, when Song Yan just woke up from a nap, he heard someone ring the doorbell outside. He thought it was the nanny who went out to buy food and forgot to bring the key so he went to open the door in person.
However, it was not the nanny who stood outside the door but Xia Lin.
“Xia Lin, why are you…”
Before he finished speaking, Xia Lin had already carried two suitcases from the rear compartment and said: “Trouble, let me.”
Song Yan subconsciously moved to let him in and then reacted: “No, Xia Lin, what are you doing with this big bag?”
“From today onwards, I will live with you.”
Song Yan was still confused: “Aren’t you going to the hospital for treatment?”
“I know my illness. Getting this disease basically means I won’t be saved. Since you said that Ke Mei will be able to treat me in the future, then I will wait with peace of mind and won’t bother with it.”
Although Song Yan felt that Xia Lin’s idea was not wrong, it didn’t seem to have much to do with him living in Song Yan’s home.
Xia Lin moved the two suitcases into Song Yan’s bedroom in a familiar way and asked, “Are there any new toiletries available? If not, I’ll go to the nearby supermarket to buy them.”
“Wait, Xia Lin.”
Song Yan stopped him and looked at him with a serious face, “What do you want to do, can you talk to me?”
Xia Lin looked down at him: “Song Yan, life is short. I want to spend a few days with you happily before I die. Is it okay?”
Song Yan wanted to comfort him but thinking that Xia Lin didn’t know all the inside story, it was normal to feel hopeless about his future.
He was silent for a moment, then raised his head to look at Xia Lin and smiled: “You are right. Life is short, why should we bother with mediocrity.” He said, opening his arms, “Welcome.”
Xia Lin smiled, walked over, and bowed his head to give Song Yan a kiss.
Xia Lin went to the bedroom to tidy up things. Song Yan stayed alone in a daze, wondering if it was his illusion. Xia Lin’s kiss this time was different from the past, with a hint of unspeakable bitterness.
In the next few days, the atmosphere in which they were getting along with each other was unprecedentedly harmonious and without any disputes.
Xia Lin was also working as a substitute for two classes at school. He went to school during the day and went home to accompany Song Yan at night.
When the nanny is there, they let the nanny cook, and when the nanny is away, Xia Lin cooks.
Sometimes, Xia Lin would also push Song Yan out to go shopping and watch movies. They did not shy away from the gazes of others, as if what others thought or talked about had nothing to do with them.
They talked freely on all topics they could talk about and avoided speaking about life and death. They both hope to protect the last ray of sunshine in their hearts as much as possible before the storm came.