Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 1 (32)
The next day was Sunday. Except for being called out by Xia Liang when eating, Xia Lin spent most of the time glued to the desk.3
After lunch, Zhou Shuo received a call from Song Yan. He looked around, secretly found a secluded room, and pressed the answer button.1
”What’s going on?” Song Yan cursed on the phone, “Why is Xia Lin’s phone always unreachable? Is there something wrong with his cell phone?”
”There’s nothing wrong with his cell phone,” Zhou Shuo said, “He just blacklisted you.”4
”Black? Name? List?” Song Yan was so surprised that he wanted to put a question mark after each word, “Why did he blacklist me? How did I offend him? Do I have to be so heartless?”
Zhou Shuo said expressionlessly: “Master Song, what happened last night…how much do you remember?”1
”Hmm… I remember I was drinking on the rooftop last night. Then Xia Lin came, and I seemed to punish him with drinking a can, and then… and what happened next? Did I lose my drink?”1
”…” Zhou Shuo remained silent.
”Hey, you should talk, don’t imitate your master’s death behavior!”3
Zhou Shuo said slowly: “First you forced the second young master to drink, and then you squatted at his feet and pulled his trouser legs to cry…”
Before he finished speaking, Song Yan had already started to jump: “No, I actually did such a shameful thing! Tell me honestly, did Xia Lin laugh at me severely at that time? Did he think that I Are you so cowardly and easy to bully?”
”That’s not true…” Zhou Shuo continued to say slowly, “He originally planned to let me carry you home with him, but who would have thought…”
”What’s wrong?” Song Yan held her breath involuntarily, praying that she wouldn’t do anything more embarrassing.
”Who would have thought that you would suddenly hit the second young master…”
”What?”
”Still kissing him randomly on the face…”
”…” Song Yan began to breathe air.
”And he stuck his tongue in…”8
”…” Song Yan gasped until he choked.
”In the end, he put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly and said – What’s so great about being gay is that it doesn’t mean that I can do it with men.”8
There was no sound on the other end of the phone.
After a while, Zhou Shuo asked: “Master Song, are you still alive?”4
”…I still have some energy.” After a while, Song Yan’s breathy voice came.4
Zhou Shuo was very considerate and did not ask any further questions. He felt that Song Yan might need to take a long breath.1
Sure enough, after another long while, Song Yan regained some consciousness and said anxiously: “No, no, no, Zhou Shuo, I need to explain this matter!”
”It’s useless to explain to me. It’s not me who banged your wall.”2
”Who the hell wants to bang you… No, don’t talk nonsense, give your phone to Xia Lin, quickly!”
”Oh, wait a moment.”3
Zhou Shuo walked to Xia Lin’s bedroom door with his cell phone and knocked on the door unhurriedly: “Second Young Master, Song Yan called and said he wanted you to answer the call.”
”Let him stay alone and don’t bother me.” Xia Lin, who was inside the room, was tortured by a perverted geometry question so hard that he couldn’t even think of listening to the phone.4
Outside the door, Zhou Shuo conveyed to his cell phone: “The second young master asked you to stay alone and not bother him.”3
”Tell him, if he doesn’t answer the phone, I will kill your family directly!”
Zhou Shuo then repeated Song Yan’s original words to Xia Lin inside the room.1
At this time, Xia Liang was about to go upstairs to take a nap. When he passed by Xia Lin’s door, he vaguely heard the second half of Zhou Shuo’s sentence and asked, “Which guy is so brave that he dares to come to our house?”4
Song Yan on the phone was as quiet as a chicken for a second.4
Xia Liang knew without guessing that it was definitely Song Yan on the other end of the phone. He told Zhou Shuo openly, but secretly told Song Yan: “The college entrance examination is coming soon. Stop wandering around and read more books.”
Zhou Shuo stood up straight and said respectfully: “Okay, young master.”3
After Xia Liang entered the bedroom, Zhou Shuo whispered into the phone: “Master Song, I guess the second young master is still angry now. I haven’t seen him smile since he came back last night… Anyway, he will go back to class tomorrow. Well, why don’t you go to school and explain to him face to face?”3
”Eh, eh, eh.” Song Yan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
I don’t know if it was because he had done something wrong, but he still stalked Xia Lin. As soon as he heard that Xia Liang was at home, he immediately gave up.
