Xia Lin returned to the dormitory after eating, turned on the laptop, found that Yu Luotong had added his attention on Weibo, and sent him a private message.

"This is Song Yan's Weibo ID number. There are not many people who knows his ID so don't tell Song Yan that I secretly told you."

Xia Lin muttered in his heart.

He closed Yu Luotong's Weibo then searched and entered Song Yan's Weibo ID.

His Weibo has a lot of posts but there are very few fans and followers. There is almost no interaction under each Weibo. It is all Song Yan's self-talk—it looks like a private person who deliberately kept a low profile account.

Xia Lin's mouse hovered over the attention button for a long time but he didn't click it for a long time.

He didn't know why Yu Luotong gave him Song Yan's Weibo account. He didn't want to have anything to do with Song Yan. Even if he knew that the other party and Yu Luotong had broken up, it was none of his business.

But now that he knew Song Yan's Weibo, he didn't seem to be able to pretend he hadn't seen it. Curiosity drove him to read the contents of the Weibo page by page, like a voyeur, silently watching Song Yan's life in recent years.

At the beginning, his Weibo content was mainly reposted and the reposted content was rather mixed, ranging from international news to common sense in life.

Later, he slowly started to post some original content. Sometimes it was a photo, sometimes it was chicken soup, sometimes it was the afterthought of a movie, and sometimes it was thoughts about someone.

This person caught Xia Lin's attention because Song Yan didn't name him from the beginning to the end but used the second person.

It can be seen that Song Yan cares about this person very much and often mentions this person when he is depressed.

【Suddenly it rained in the afternoon, and the scheduled ball game was lost. I hate rain. I don't know if it'll rain today. The weather in City B is much wetter than here.】

【It's just cutting an apple, but I cut my finger. It hurts so much. My roommate laughed at me. I made them cry like a girl. I can't just eat them with the skin. In fact, I want to practice my hands. After I practice, I will cut it for you. 】

【I bought a red sun umbrella, like a fool. I think I might have lost my mind for a while. On the way back from outside, I saw a couple walking together holding a red umbrella. I felt a little envious. I don't remember if we have ever held an umbrella together before. It seems that we didn't. When it rained, we ran wildly, and when we met the sun...then we even held an umbrella. 】

【I quarreled with the old man, so annoying! He always told me to study hard and not fall in love at school and that he will arrange for me to meet with the daughter of Mr. So-and-so alone. It's crazy! I have insomnia at night. I missed you very much at that time. Did you sleep well at night? Don't stay up all night to read. 】

【I don't know what's wrong recently. I always suddenly think of some things in the past. We were so good in the past, so how did we became like this? 】

Xia Lin read them one by one and his brain made up Song Yan's distressing picture that he could only vent through Weibo because he was separated from Yu Luotong and couldn't get comfort from the long-distance lovesickness.

In the previous life, Song Yan and Yu Luotong were able to fall in love with each other for many years and the relationship was strong because they had been together for so many years since they met in high school until they graduated from college.

But in this life, for unknown reasons, the two did not choose the same university. One went to City D and the other stayed in City B. It would take several hours for a one-way train.

Yu Luotong usually needs to work to earn living expenses so he definitely can't go to City D to meet frequently.

Song Yan lives under his father's eyelids. Whenever he has a break, he is dragged by his father to the company for internship. He has no chance to return to City B to find Yu Luotong.

The relationship between them has not yet stabilized and can't stand the test of separating at all. It is reasonable for Yu Luotong to be hooked up by someone near the water in loneliness.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin felt complicated emotions. He had some sympathy for Song Yan who had been thinking about Yu Luotong, but at the same time, he was mixed with the pleasure of sitting on the sidelines.

In this life, he did not interfere with the feelings between the two but their love still did not end well which can only be said to be Song Yan's fate.

Back to Song Yan's Weibo homepage, the moment the page was pulled down, a new Weibo post was suddenly refreshed.

【I heard people say that they saw you walking out side by side with a man and it looked like you had a good relationship... Is that your boyfriend? Is he handsome? More handsome than me? I'm in a bad mood, do you know? 】

The posting time was just two minutes ago. Xia Lin stared at it for a long while and the Chinese man named David he saw at the entrance of the affiliated hospital this afternoon came to mind.

Could it be that Yu Luotong hasn't told Song Yan about him and David? He had already decided to emigrate but he didn't tell Song Yan?

Xia Lin slowly covered his eyes and the low-pitched and humble posture revealed in the text on Weibo made him feel very dazzling.

Whether it was the previous life or this life, Song Yan's accommodation and tolerance to Yu Luotong has never changed and Yu Luotong can always make a more decisive decision than Song Yan.

He sympathizes with Song Yan but he also hates Song Yan like this.

After feeling down for a while, he took a deep breath and calmed himself. Whether the two can get together in the end has nothing to do with him.

Why should he worry about being salty?

Xia Lin turned off Weibo, cheered up, opened a document and started writing his course essay.