After their self-study class that evening, Xia Lin invited Yu Luotong in the empty table tennis room. 

"I'll just say it straightforwardly," Xia Lin said, "I think you may have some misunderstandings about me. It's unavoidable that the misunderstanding will get worse. I'd better tell you clearly as soon as possible."

Yu Luotong is also a person with a seven-orifice exquisite heart. As soon as he heard this opening remark, he had a bad premonition and his face gradually turned pale. 

However, Xia Lin did not give him a chance to buffer and said straightforwardly: "Although I like men, I don't like your type. So..."

"Can't we be friends?" Yu Luotong interrupted him eagerly. 

"Friends?" Xia Lin looked at him coldly, "Which way do you think we can be friends? What are the common topics we share together? Studying? ET band? Or working to earn money?"

Xia Lin knew that his last sentence was actually a bit too much. But he still chose to speak out, even if Yu Luotong regards him as a mean and arrogant person. He doesn't care.

Yu Luotong's face became paler and he even trembled all over. 

"I'm sorry," he lowered his head, clenching his fists with his drooping hands, forcing himself not to lose his stance. 

"This time, I did not know about the situation. It was my fault and caused you trouble. I'm really sorry. From now on, I won't bother you again."

After Yu Luotong finished speaking, he left in a hurry. 

Xia Lin's gaze gradually became softer in the darkness.

He stared at Yu Luotong's distant back as if he was looking at himself. He who was embarrassed and defeated in the last life-the one who fell in love with first and who would surely become the loser in this love game.

Getting the opponent out of the battle as soon as possible is his greatest kindness to Yu Luotong. 

After Yu Luotong's back completely disappeared, after a while, Xia Lin tilted his head and said, "Come out."

He knew that Zhou Shuo would not be more than ten meters away from him so he was certain that Zhou Shuo must be hiding somewhere at the moment, waiting for his instructions. 

But he did not expect that at the same time Zhou Shuo appeared, Song Yan also walked out of the shadows.

It seemed that Song Yan was most worried about Yu Luotong, Xia Lin thought to himself.

I was really curious about how he would feel after seeing this scene. He gradually narrowed his eyes and silently watched Song Yan walk up to him.

"You are obviously not such a person," Song Yan said, "Why do you want to speak out to hurt people?" 

"How do you know what kind of person I am?" Xia Lin asked with a sneer, "Distressed? Chase him while he is hurting. Doesn't it just give you a chance to show off?"

Song Yan curled his eyebrows and didn't move. 

He fixed his eyes on Xia Lin and asked with difficulty, "Xia Lin, do you have to speak like this?" 

"What's wrong with me? If you can't understand it, just break it off with me. I don't care."

Song Yan didn't speak anymore. He felt that the Xia Lin in front of him was full of thorns and he was so unfamiliar that it made his eyes hurt.

Xia Lin did not provoke him anymore, took out his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Song Yan: "This is a job I asked my brother to help Yu Luotong find. As you wish, the money will be quick and easy. It will not affect his review for the college entrance examination."

Song Yan looked at the address in the text message and then looked up at Xia Lin. There was a touch of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that he still remembered what he said in the bar last time. 

"You forward this text message to Yu Luotong. Just say that you asked someone to help him find it. Don't mention me to him." After that, Xia Lin turned and left.

"Why are you doing this?" Song Yan couldn't help but stop him, "Rejecting him then secretly helping him find a job. Isn't it very contradictory for you?"

Xia Lin paused in his footsteps but did not look back: "I helped him because of his pitiful background, and I rejected him because I really don't like him. There is no contradiction between the two."