Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 1 (47)
After leaving the bar, Ke Mei dutifully sent Xia Lin back to school.
On the way, Xia Lin asked Ke Mei tentatively: “Teacher Ke, when you went to the bathroom before, did you… feel anything unusual?”
”What’s abnormal?” Ke Mei pretended to be confused.
”Oh, it’s nothing.” Xia Lin sighed silently. He began to suspect that he might have hysteria before he had a brain tumor in this life.
The car stopped at the door of the medical school dormitory. Xia Lin unbuckled his seat belt and said to Ke Mei, “Thank you for sending me back. Goodbye, Teacher Ke!”
”Don’t leave in a hurry yet.” Ke Mei suddenly reached out and pulled Xia Lin back.
Xia Lin turned around and looked at him in confusion.
I saw Ke Mei leaning over, getting close to Xia Lin’s ear, and said in a very seductive voice: “Do you want… to consider me?”1
Xia Lin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly wanted to laugh: “Teacher Ke…”
”Um?”
”Actually…I am number 0, pure.”8
Ke Mei looked at him in confusion: “I can see it, so what?”
”Let me consider you…do you want to force me to do 1?”1
Ke Mei was stunned for another moment, and suddenly became angry: “Why do I look like 0?”9
Xia Lin also came close to his ear and said in the same soft voice: “To be disrespectful, the way you looked just now was so charming. If you do 0, it is absolutely perfect. If you do 1, you will…”2
Ke Mei choked hard. He originally thought that Xia Lin was a young boy, but he didn’t expect that Xia Lin was a more experienced driver than himself.1
Ke Mei couldn’t pretend anymore, so she stopped pretending: “If we can’t be sex partners, we can always be friends, right? I’m very interested in you.”
Xia Lin tilted his head: “What’s the reason?”
”All my colleagues and friends around me are straight men, and none of them can even say anything thoughtful. It’s rare to meet you,” Ke Mei said sincerely, “I really want to make you a friend.”2
Xia Lin didn’t know how true Ke Mei’s “sincerity” was, but his intuition told him that Ke Mei had no ill intentions towards him.
After pondering for a moment, Xia Lin smiled and stretched out his hand: “I am very lucky to have a mentor like Teacher Ke.”
Ke Mei shook hands with him: “Don’t call me teacher from now on. I’m not much older than you. Just call me Ke Mei.”1
Xia Lin got out of the car, watched Ke Mei drive away, then turned and walked towards the dormitory building.
There was a person standing outside the iron gate. Under the dim street lights, his features could not be seen clearly.1
Xia Lin gradually slowed down. After confirming the identity of the other party, he stopped, keeping a distance of six or seven steps between the two.
After so many years, he thought everything about Song Yan had faded from his memory, but when the other party appeared in front of him again, he could still recognize it at a glance, even if it was a blurry silhouette.
In four years, Song Yan gradually lost the frivolity and youthfulness of high school. Especially when he put on a suit, he looked closer to the Song Yan in Xia Lin’s memory in his previous life, but compared to the Song Yan in his previous life. Yan, the man in front of him had less gloom in his brows, and his eyes were cleaner and clearer.2
Seeing that he was silent and motionless, Song Yan couldn’t help but take two steps forward and tentatively called, “Xia Lin?”
Xia Lin finished the mental construction in the shortest time, and then smiled at him: “Why did you come here suddenly?” His tone was polite and distant.
Song Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but changed his subject temporarily: “I…our company recently had a development project in City B. I just arrived today. I thought you were in University B, so I happened to drop by, so I came over to take a look. It’s up to you.”2
Xia Lin thought to himself, are you here to see me or Yu Luotong?
He must have hurried back after hearing the news that Yu Luotong was going to immigrate to the United States. Maybe he had already looked for Yu Luotong, but was rejected. He had nowhere to go in the middle of the night, and then he remembered his former childhood friend?3
At this moment, Xia Lin’s mood has completely calmed down. Even though he thought that Song Yan might come to him as the next best thing, he didn’t intend to rub salt into the other party’s wounds. He just asked lightly: “It’s so late, have you booked a hotel? ”
”…Not yet.” Song Yan paused, “I’m not very familiar with the area around University B.”
Xia Lin looked at the time, it was already past ten o’clock in the evening. He sighed and said: “Come with me, I will take you to find a place to live.”
