Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 1 (30)
Song Yan stared at Xia Lin until he finished the last sip, and his mood gradually became higher. He put a hand on Xia Lin’s shoulder and cheered loudly: “Okay! Brother enough, man enough, I will do it with you!”
After that, he also drank a can.
Xia Lin suddenly felt a little dizzy.
In order to be with Song Yan in his last life, he worked hard in a small company without taking any money from his family. He often drank and socialized with clients in order to win some small projects, and was forced to develop a good drinking capacity. , drinking a whole can of beer in one go was just a piece of cake for him.
But he forgot that the body he had ten years ago was new to the world and had not experienced too much alcohol baptism. Drinking slowly might not be a problem, but if he drank it in one gulp, he would still get a little drunk.
When he realized this, he quickly held Song Yan’s hand and said, “Stop drinking.”
He was afraid that if he continued to drink like this, he wouldn’t be able to bear it, let alone send Song Yan back safely.
But Song Yan didn’t listen to him at all. He grabbed Xia Lin’s arm with his backhand and said incoherently: “Xia Lin, I’ve been so frustrated to death these days… You know, I’ve never been so frustrated. Pass!1
”You said you want to be a top student, OK, I have no objection, I raise my hands to support you; you said you want to listen carefully to the class and review quietly, and don’t want to be disturbed, I would rather sleep in a daze than talk to you easily; you said you don’t I like Yu Luotong, and I will never mention him in front of you from now on… I have already done this, what do you want from me? I treat you like a brother, how can you treat me like nothing?7
”Today is my eighteenth birthday. You can actually forget such an important day. Do you…do you really care? We grew up together. We have promised to be good brothers for life, but Do you really take me into your heart, do you really treat me as a brother?”
When Song Yan finished speaking, he couldn’t help but choked up.5
The corners of Xia Lin’s eyes felt sour when he heard this. Of course he knew the pain in Song Yan’s heart; but Song Yan had never known the pain in his heart.
Song Yan kept saying that he regarded him as a brother, but the last thing he wanted was to be a brother with Song Yan.
In his previous life, he kept the secret of his crush on Song Yan, and at the same time, he had to force a smile to help his good brother find true love.
It wasn’t until Yu Luotong faked his death and left, and Song Yan was so depressed that he drank to drown his sorrows day and night, that he cautiously threw himself into his arms and slowly let Song Yan focus on him.1
He still remembered the night when he had sex with Song Yan for the first time while he was drunk. Although Song Yan didn’t say anything, he had a look on his face, “So my brother is looking at me like this.” An expression of pity and disdain.
This kind of pity and disdain almost injured Xia Lin completely, but he still resigned himself to being humble and indulged in it.
At that time, he thought, this has been like this all his life anyway, and self-esteem and self-love have long been meaningless. As long as he can stay with Song Yan, it doesn’t matter how he looks at him.2
But does it really matter to him? Facts have proved that people’s pursuit of love is endless.
When he gets Song Yan’s person, he wants to get his heart. When he gets his heart, he wants to get everything about him, even for the rest of his life.
But he was too naive. From the first time he went to bed with him, Song Yan only regarded him as Yu Luotong’s spare tire. No matter how devoted he was to Song Yan, as soon as Yu Luotong came back, he would immediately Being beaten back to his original form——5
Song Yan had never placed his heart on him, so how could he talk about it for the rest of his life? Everything was just a matter of deceiving himself and others.
