After Yan Zhuo left, Song Yan stood alone by the window. He rubbed the agate on his wrist with his fingertips, feeling a slight chill in his heart.
He is not stupid, he can feel Yan Zhuo's feelings for him, he doesn't feel that Yan Zhuo doesn't like him anymore, but he can also deeply feel Yan Zhuo's exhaustion and struggle.
The bottom line is that he was not sincere enough. Thinking of this, Song Yan silently took out his mobile phone and typed a line in the browser:
- My lover ignores me, how should I coax him
He scrolled down the list, and there were endless answers about kneeling durians, kneeling keyboards, buying bags and lipsticks, and so on, none of which related to his situation.
Song Yan had no choice but to slide down again, and suddenly an answer caught his eyes.
—All kinds of courtesies, brother, you have to let her feel your love and give her what she likes.
Song Yan thinks this sentence is very reasonable, he should let Yan Zhuo see his love and sincerity.
Once the mind is clear, even the body is much more comfortable.
Song Yan had nothing to do every day, and he felt bored staying here, so he went around the campus.
The school is not big, and the playground is just behind the cultivation building. Song Yan stood by the window on the second floor, glanced down, and happened to see Yan Zhuo who was taking a walk in the playground.
There were three or four men beside him, and their walking steps should be blind.
Song Yan smiled, Yan Zhuo took him like this when he couldn't see.
Obviously he can walk very fast, but he has to adjust his pace because of him, walking slowly with him.
I don't know how long after watching it, Song Yan suddenly wanted to go down and walk around with Yan Zhuo, at Yan Zhuo's pace and speed.
Song Yan ran downstairs quickly, and when Yan Zhuo had just finished walking around the playground, he opened the bottle cap, raised his head to fill the water, his Adam's apple moved, and it was a little dazzling under the sunlight.
Song Yan swallowed, and suddenly felt very thirsty. He squinted at Yan Zhuo, only to see that Yan Zhuo had finished drinking the water, and suddenly the person next to him said something to him, Yan Zhuo smiled, and replied, and then the person stretched out his hand slowly from Yan Zhuo's His shoulder touched Yan Zhuo's Adam's apple.
"boom-"
Song Yan's mind suddenly caught fire.
"What are you doing?" He strode over and pulled the man's hand off Yan Zhuo's neck.
Yan Zhuo was a little surprised when he saw him, and called him: "Song Yan?"
Song Yan glanced at him, and said displeasedly: "You like others to take advantage of you so much?"
Yan Zhuo frowned: "What are you talking about?"
The big blind brother next to him couldn't see and could only hear Song Yan's words. He hurriedly explained to Song Yanzai's direction, "No, that's not the case. I was just curious about why Director Yan drank water so loudly, so I I just asked, and then..." The more he explained, it seemed that there was something real, and the big blind man simply fell silent.
In Song Yan's eyes, his appearance was a guilty conscience. Just as Song Yan was about to say something more, Yan Zhuo who couldn't bear it at the side forcefully dragged him away.
Yan Zhuo pulled him and walked eastward until he reached a secluded corner of the playground. When there was no one around and it was quiet, Yan Zhuo let him go and said, "You must be sick. Why are you so nervous in broad daylight? .”
Song Yan frowned: "I'm crazy? I just want to see him touch you."
Yan Zhuo raised his forehead: "This is a normal workplace contact, okay? You are upset, why are you upset?"
Song Yan was dumb, yes, why should he be upset, he is a person with no status in Yan Zhuo's place, what is he? What right does he have to be upset
Grass... Thinking about it like this is getting more and more uncomfortable.
Yan Zhuo said: "Please adjust your position, to put it mildly, you are just a guest of our school."
A hurt look flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and he lowered his head like a big dog that was disliked by others.
Seeing how pitiful he was, Yan Zhuo couldn't help softening his tone: "You said that you are becoming more and more childish, I remember you were not like this before."
Song Yan raised his head suddenly when he heard the word "before", and stared at him: "What was I like before?"
Sure enough... one shouldn't pity him, the mangy dog turned into a wild wolf in an instant.
"You used to—" Yan Zhuo wanted to say, you used to be calm, rational, and extremely self-disciplined, not as stalking as you are now, let alone being jealous for no reason, childish like a three or four-year-old child.
"Ah." Sighing, Yan Zhuo finally didn't say anything. Forget it, he thought, Song Yan wouldn't listen to it.
Song Yan was stung by his helpless expression, and asked dryly, "Why didn't you say anything?"
"No need," Yan Zhuo pouted, "I'm going to work."
That night, as soon as Yan Zhuo entered the dormitory, he saw a lot of snacks and desserts piled up on his desk.
He froze for two seconds, then turned his head and asked another person in the room: "Did you buy this?"
Song Yan nodded, with some unconcealable pride in his eyes: "It's me." He smiled: "This is all your favorite food."
Seeing him like that, Yan Zhuo snorted, picked up a bag of potato chips and said, "I never eat these."
"..."
"And this," Yan Zhuo picked up another box of chocolates, "I don't really like it either."
"..."
Yan Zhuo was speechless, and asked him: "Where did you hear that I like these?"
Song Yan rubbed his nose and cursed Zhou Yang in his heart.
"I guessed it." Song Yan said.
"Hehe, then your guess is really accurate, every guess is wrong."
"..."
Yan Zhuo looked at Song Yan's obviously thin face, feeling a little helpless: "You don't need to try to please me, I don't need these."
Song Yan asked: "Then what do you need?"
"I need you to leave," Yan Zhuo looked at him, "Can you do it?"
Song Yan was silent.
Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes: "Look, you can't do it."
Song Yan continued to remain silent.
He really can't do it, the last thing he can promise now is to leave Yan Zhuo. It was hard for him to find this person in front of him, and he would only leave him unless he was crazy and out of his mind.
Yan Zhuo saw that he didn't get in, so he continued to do ideological work: "Do you know that your presence has affected my work? You may feel that it's okay, because you have money, and you don't care, but I can't, I have nothing now , I only have this job left.”
Hearing the last two sentences, Song Yan's heart ached, and he said anxiously: "You can go back to City H with me, what's mine is yours, and you won't have nothing."
Yan Zhuo was startled, and then looked at him angrily: "Why are you so selfish, I have friends here who have jobs, why should I go back to City H with you."
Seeing that he was getting emotional, Song Yan immediately followed suit: "Then I will stay with you."
No matter what Song Yan said, Yan Zhuo didn't want to hear it anymore, he found that he and Song Yan had nothing to say, they couldn't go back to the past, Song Yan stayed here and there was nothing he could do, why didn't Song Yan understand.
"You don't really think that you can make me turn back just because you stay here?" Yan Zhuo said harshly, "Stop dreaming."
He walked to the desk, picked up a small mirror, threw it on the ground with a "slap", pointed to the fragments excitedly and said to Song Yan, "Did you see it? Broken mirrors cannot be remade, let alone—" He closed his eyes, Hoarse voice: "We have never had a complete mirror between us."
Yan Zhuo's act of throwing the mirror irritated Song Yan, and finally gave him an outlet to vent his pent-up emotions. He gritted his molars and said in a deep voice, "Do you dare to say that you don't love me anymore?"
"What do you think?" Yan Zhuo settled his mind, "The pile of debris on the ground is the best interpretation of my feelings for you."
"Oh," Song Yan laughed angrily at his words, and couldn't help asking: "You don't love me, you will work in this industry as soon as you graduate? If you don't love me, you will pretend that you don't know me and pretend to be deaf and dumb? You If you don't love me, why-"
"Stop being so sentimental!" Yan Zhuo interrupted him, "What I do is my business, it has nothing to do with you!"
Song Yan was tired, and frowned, "Yan Zhuo, don't lie to yourself, okay?"
Yan Zhuo's lips trembled slightly, and Song Yan's expressionless words instantly disintegrated his emotions, followed by grievances and sadness pouring out.
He choked up and said, "Why do you? What do you do?"
It was because you didn't cherish my feelings at the beginning, because you never treated me as a lover, but now you may regret it, and if you want to save it, then what do you think of me? !
"Am I a toy that you pick up when you don't like it and disdain if you like it?" Yan Zhuo yelled.
The pain in Yan Zhuo's eyes that couldn't be concealed was like a thin needle piercing into Song Yan's heart, causing his heart to hurt and his eye sockets to feel a little hot.
He suddenly hugged Yan Zhuo into his arms, and put his chin on his shoulder: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Yan Zhuo. It's my fault, it's all my fault."
Yan Zhuo had never heard Song Yan say "I'm sorry", and he was a little too late to react. He was still in a daze when he heard Song Yan say again: "I will put the mirror together, it's complete."
And what I owe you, what hurts you, I will pay back and make up for it.
I certainly will.