《Don't Want To See You In The Next Life (Volume1)》Chapter 28
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After this night, Yu Luotong consciously kept the farthest distance from Xia Lin. Even in the same classroom, Xia Lin could hardly feel his presence unless he was called by the teacher to answer questions during class.
The relationship between Song Yan and Yu Luotong has eased. In order to thank Song Yan for helping him find a new job, Yu Luotong proposed to invite Song Yan to have a "big meal" in the school cafeteria.
Song Yan felt that he was borrowing flowers to present to the Buddha and couldn't take it calmly so he secretly asked Xia Lin if he wanted to go with him.
Xia Lin looked at him sarcastically, "In what capacity do you plan to let me go?" Song Yan touched his nose and left.
In the next period of time, neither Song Yan nor Yu Luotong came to harass Xia Lin again, so he finally led the life of a model student he dreamed of: arriving in the classroom half an hour early every morning, leaving the classroom half an hour late every night, and not going to the bathroom between classes.
There are no more things that can distract him.
In the first monthly exam after the beginning of the semester, Xia Lin jumped from 23rd in the class last semester to 5th, and at the same time ranked in the top 30 of the whole year which almost shocked the head teacher's chin.
Of course, the headteacher will not let go of this good opportunity to set a model and grasp his style of study.
Every time he catches an opportunity in class, he praises Xia Lin severely, which makes Xia Lin annoyed. At the end of the week, after the monthly test was released, Xia Lin piled up a lot of mock questions, and stayed at home, and continued to devote himself to his questioning tactics.
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After seven o'clock in the evening, Xia Lin received a call from Song Yan: "Xia Lin, do you remember what day it is today?"
Xia Lin frowned: "Did you drink?"
Song Yan repeated the question: "I'm asking you if you still remember what day it is."
Of course, Xia Lin remembers what day it is today.
On this day in the previous life, Xia Lin carefully prepared a birthday gift for Song Yan but failed to send it out. In this life, gifts no longer exist because they are not needed at all.
"I don't remember," Xia Lin tightly held the pen in his hand, but his tone was very flat, "I'm working on a question. What are you doing?"
"Today is Lao Tzu's birthday!" Song Yan yelled over the phone, "Xia Lin, you are so heartless! You can even forget Lao Tzu's birthday. You are determined to break friendship with Lao Tzu, right?"
Xia Lin held the phone in silence for a moment, and when she spoke again, his tone was still very flat: "Yu Luotong. . . haven't you been very close to him recently? Let him accompany you..."
"Don't mention other people to me," Song Yan interrupted him roughly, "Xia Lin, I'll only ask you one question. Do you treat me as a brother?"
Xia Lin did not speak.
Song Yan continued: "I am waiting for you in the old place. I will wait for you until twelve o'clock in the evening. If you don't come after twelve o'clock, believe it or not, I will ignore you forever."
After speaking, he hung up the phone very aggressively.
Xia Lin looked at the phone and frowned slightly.
He was not afraid that Song Yan would threaten him by breaking off friendship because that was originally his purpose.
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It's just that, listening to Song Yan's voice, it seems that he is very drunk. He is worried that if Song Yan is allowed to stay there alone, something will happen sooner or later.
The "old place" that Song Yan said was the top floor of an old and rotten building. When they were young, he and Song Yan used that place as a secret base for the two of them. Every time they played truant, they would sneak there to play for a long time. Even Zhou Shuo couldn't find them.
After entering high school, they gradually went less and Xia Lin almost forgot the existence of that place. He did not expect that this time Song Yan would suddenly want to run there on his birthday.
After hesitating for a moment, Xia Lin sighed, stood up, and walked out of the bedroom with his coat.
Zhou Shuo's room was next door to Xia Lin. Seeing Xia Lin suddenly opened the door and went out, he didn't have time to ask anything so he put on his coat and went downstairs.
Xia Liang was watching the news in the living room downstairs. Seeing the two running out one after another, he turned his head and asked, "Where are you going at this time of the night?"
"Song Yan. It's urgent," Xia Lin said without looking back, "I will be back soon."
"Zhou Shuo." Xia Liang couldn't call Xia Lin so he had to call Zhou Shuo, "Let Uncle Teng drive you. Taxi is not easy to get at night. "
"Oh." Zhou Shuo was startled, then nodded in response.
Uncle Teng is regarded as Xia Liang's other bodyguard. Xia Liang doesn't like having people follow him everywhere so he usually only remembers the existence of Uncle Teng when he is using a car.
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