Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

The living room was quiet, and the two people sitting on the sofa were relatively speechless. Seeing his alienated appearance, Song Yan's aunt took a sip of water and said:

"You don't have to be uncomfortable. You don't have any family in Jiangcheng. Your mentor didn't know where to find my phone number. He said that you had a car accident and I just had a job to come over. I won't disturb your life."

Song Yan nodded clearly.

The tutor has been taking his graduation project and thesis since he was an undergraduate. He is a little old man who loves to worry. It may be because he has never seen his relatives before, so he came to his aunt.

The woman cared unskillfully: "How are you recovering?"

Although the car accident was serious and he was seriously injured, the speed of his recovery was amazing. The doctor could not explain it, but he could only attribute it to his self-healing ability.

He narrowed his eyes to the glass in the woman's hand, and said relaxedly, "It's almost better."

The woman asked some more about his recent situation. Song Yan never raised the topic, and he simply answered whatever the other party asked, and he calmed down even if the other party didn't speak.

"correct……"

When the last two people had nothing to say, the woman thought of something, hurriedly put down the water glass, took out her mobile phone, and opened a few transfer records for Song Yan to see, "Xiao Yan, you don't have to transfer so much money to me every year, you You don't owe me anything."

It shows that at the beginning of each year in the past few years, Song Yan transferred to her on time, and since he started working in the school, it has not been missed every year.

It's not that she doesn't know why Song Yan did this. She is not Song Yan's father's biological sister, but a cousin at most. When Song Yan's father passed away, she saw this distant nephew at the funeral. With such a complicated business, she had no other family members and no place to go, so she kindly helped the boy transfer to another city for his third year of high school, and let him live at home for a year.

The woman couldn't help but feel ashamed when she thought of this. Although Song Yan lived in her house that year, she never cared much about him. It was equivalent to only giving him a place to sleep.

Song Yan picked up an orange from the fruit basket on the coffee table. Lin Litian bought it on the way home. After eating one, it was too sour, and most of it went into Song Yan's stomach.

He played with the orange in his hand and said, "It should."

Just as the woman was about to say something, suddenly, the electronic lock at the door dinged softly.

Song Yan raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and suddenly stopped playing with oranges, changed his indifferent attitude just now, and stood up from the sofa, "Why did you come back so soon? Don't you want to go out for dinner with Yan Shang and the others?"

Lin Litian took off his coat and hung it up at the entrance, shaking his head, "I didn't go, I'll come back to accompany you."

He heard Song Yan's abnormality on the phone, left Yan Shang and Bei Yue behind and rushed back, and was scolded by a person who valued sex over friends, and was brutally slaughtered, and had to reimburse the two of them for dinner tonight.

The aunt looked at the handsome guy who came in from the door, and almost immediately noticed the imaginative atmosphere between the two people, and this man entered Xiaoyan's house like entering her own home, it was difficult for her to convince herself that the two people were related generally.

She asked: "Xiaoyan, is this your friend?"

Song Yan remembered to introduce, "This is me..."

He paused and glanced at Lin Litian.

Lin Litian did not save the situation, waiting to hear how he would introduce himself.

Song Yan took a deep breath, "Boyfriend, Lin Litian."

After speaking, he quickly continued, "This is my aunt."

Lin Litian originally thought that Song Yan's aunt would be shocked or angry when she heard about his relationship with Song Yan, but she didn't. After staying for a second, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on her face deepened a lot.

Lin Litian greeted Song Yan, "Hello, Auntie."

"Hello, hello." The woman hurriedly replied, "How did you... know each other and how long have you been together?"

This matter is too complicated, and no one will believe it, so Lin Litian simply said half-truth, "We are classmates in high school."

"So it is."

The woman suddenly realized, and then asked some questions about the two of them. Lin Litian answered all the questions he could answer, and he vaguely answered the questions he couldn't answer.

The estrangement between the two aunts and nephews was strangely relaxed because of Lin Litian's joining, and Song Yan was like an outsider who couldn't get in the way. Occasionally, when his aunt looked at him, he would just nod slightly dull.

Lin Litian pinched his hand, the man's hand was cold, this was a subconscious movement.

Lin Litian always held his hand when he was free, or hooked his calves together when sitting on the sofa, anyway, there was always some physical contact.

Kind of a quirk.

Of course Song Yan followed him, but facing his aunt's gaze, he almost flushed with embarrassment.

My aunt had never seen him like this before, and felt novelty, "Your matter...do your parents support it?"

Lin Litian: "They don't interfere with my emotional life."

The topic became more and more strange, Song Yan remembered that when he was in the hospital, he and Xu Mingyang said about getting the certificate next year, his mind was dizzy, and he felt a sense of unreality.

After chatting for a few more words, my aunt raised her hand and glanced at her watch. She didn't intend to disturb her any longer, she picked up the lady's leather bag on the sofa and stood up, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

Song Yan originally wanted to send his aunt downstairs, but Lin Litian stood up first and pushed him back on the sofa, "I'm going downstairs to buy something, and I'll send my aunt down by the way, there are unfinished dishes in the refrigerator, you warm them up. Just wait until I come back for dinner."

A man and a woman stood at the entrance of the stairs, the light under the eaves was dim, and they could not be seen clearly. Lin Litian wanted to send it outside, but Aunt Song Yan refused, because the wind outside was too strong, so she put her hands together, "No need to send it away, I will The car is parked outside the community, and it is only two steps away, so go back and have dinner with Song Yan."

Lin Litian insisted on sending her off, but his aunt couldn't resist him, so they walked out of the community together.

After walking two steps, Lin Litian suddenly said, "I've never heard Song Yan mention his parents."

Song Yan had such a big incident that even his school colleagues came to see him, but Lin Litian had never seen his family.

The woman didn't expect him to ask such a question. No one in this world had ever asked her about Song Yan, nor had anyone cared about Song Yan.

It turned out that he wanted to send himself off to ask about Song Yan.

After thinking about it, it was indeed Song Yan's character, a stuffy gourd who couldn't pry his mouth open, and didn't say anything.

"His parents are long gone, his mother died of dystocia, his father gambled excessively, and suffered a cerebral hemorrhage at the poker table in the second year of high school and was not rescued."

Lin Litian remembered that Mr. Xiao He said that Song Yan changed schools as soon as the third year of high school started. It turned out that it was because his father passed away.

The woman opened the chatterbox, but couldn't hold it back for a while, "He lived in my house during the third year of high school, Xiaoyan is so worry-free, so worry-free."

Speaking of which, she remembered one thing.

During the New Year's Eve in Song Yan's third year of high school, in order not to disturb the reunion of his aunt's family, he lied that he was going to celebrate the New Year with his friends. They all had a reunion dinner at their own home. Seeing him wandering in the compound and not going home, the security guard thought it was a thief who was stepping on the spot, so he was detained in the security booth.

In the end, she was the one who brought him back.

Lin Litian laughed softly after hearing this.

These are things that Song Yan would do.

"When he applied for volunteers, he told me that he wanted to apply for a university in Jiangcheng. I didn't understand. He didn't have any relatives in Jiangcheng. Why did he want to come back so persistently? But I understood when you said you were high school classmates with him." The woman's tone became brisk, and her slightly old facial features became lively, "He came back for you."

These words struck Lin Litian's nerves word by word, forcing him to repeat, "He came back for me."

"It's enough to think about it. People have to think about it when they are alive. I used to be really afraid that he would get sick, but now it's fine." The woman said again, "I don't care what kind of person he finds to be with, man It doesn't matter to women, as long as they can accompany him."

His heart twitched twice, tearing out a burst of dense pain.

Feeling sorry for this kind of emotion is like the gas that is constantly being filled into the balloon, and it will explode when it reaches a certain level. Lin Litian feels that the balloon has inflated out of control now, and there is no telling when it will blow up.

After sending Aunt Song Yan out of the community, Lin Litian walked around to the fruit shop on the side of the road to pick some fruits. The oranges he bought yesterday were too sour. He didn't like to eat them. He thought Song Yan didn't like them either. , The oranges in the fruit basket are less than half.

I don't know when to eat it.

After all, this person will never verbally say whether he likes it or not.

When he first moved into Song Yan's house, the whole house was empty, the food in the refrigerator, the fruit basket, and the green plants on the balcony were all newly added after he moved in.

He had never seen anyone who lived such a lonely and closed life.

There are no close friends, no family members who can protect him from wind and rain, and the only one who happens to be mentioned is his college tutor.

Lin Litian accidentally caught a glimpse of the cigarettes on sale at the counter.

He has never been a heavy smoker. In the first world, because he wanted to conform to the original persona, he gradually quit, and he never smoked again.

Now it's rare to get itchy, from the throat to the bottom of the heart, a fire started.

The owner of the fruit shop is a man from the Northeast. He not only helped him pick fruits, but also introduced which fruits are in season and which are sweet. Seeing him staring at the direction of the cigarette, he greeted him enthusiastically, "Have a pack?"

Lin Litian stroked the fangs in his mouth twice with the tip of his tongue, shook his head, lowered his head and continued to pick fruit.

The boss asked, "Quit smoking?"

Lin Litian smiled, but did not speak.

The boss gossiped and smiled: "The wife at home is not allowed to smoke?"

Song Yan never said whether he should be allowed to smoke, or maybe it was because he had never smoked in front of Song Yan. Thinking of this, he replied: "That's right."

The boss straightened up, walked behind the cash register, and took out a pack of unsealed cigarettes, then skillfully knocked the pack of cigarettes on the counter twice, shook out one, and handed it to Lin Litian, "My wife also cares, This brand has a mild taste, smoke one, go back after the smell dissipates, you can’t find it, and my wife hasn’t found it.”

The boss almost smashed the cigarette in his face, and Lin Litian couldn't help the boss's enthusiasm, so he took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the boss also helped him light the fire, and he couldn't wait to draw him into the "sneaking and smoking without telling his wife" alliance.

After finishing smoking a cigarette and picking out fruits, Lin Litian was about to take out his mobile phone to pay the bill, only to realize that the mobile phone was not with him.

The mobile phone was in the coat, and it was hung on the porch when I entered the door, and I forgot to take it when I went out.

Lin Litian smiled wryly, "I forgot to bring my mobile phone."

The boss was also a little embarrassed, and pushed the fixed phone at his side in his direction, "Call me for my wife to deliver?"

There is no better way. Fortunately, Lin Litian memorized Song Yan's phone number by heart, dialed a series of numbers, "OK."

Just 10 minutes after the phone call, the person on the other side of the phone appeared in front of him.

Song Yan walked in a hurry, trotting over from a distance, the street lamps passed by him one by one, leaving light and shadow for a short time, Lin Litian's coat was hanging on his arm, he was still panting when he stopped in front of Lin Litian, his chest was up and down The ground undulates.

The boss saw a man coming, his expression was as if he had been struck by lightning, the outside was scorched and the inside was tender.

Facing the boss's astonished gaze, Lin Litian took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket to scan the QR code to check out, changed the bag in his hand to the other hand, and wrapped his free hand around Song Yan's shoulder, "I'll let you take the mobile phone, why not?" Did you take off your coat too?"

"It's cold outside." Song Yan wrinkled his nose and sniffed twice, "Smoking?"

The boss on one side looked away guiltily.

Fortunately, Lin Litian did not confess him, and the two walked back together intimately, "If you are addicted to cigarettes, just smoke one."

Song Yan didn't say anything, and slowly went upstairs with the man.

When he came out of the corridor, Lin Litian pressed him against the white wall and gave him a firm kiss.

Song Yan leaned against the wall, the back of his head was pressed upwards, one hand was propped on the white wall behind him, and the other hand was caressing the man's waist.

The fruit was spinning restlessly in the bag, and there was a rustling sound, resounding in the empty corridor.

He had just eaten oranges, and his mouth was filled with a rich sweet and sour fruity aroma.

Lin Litian moved a little distance away, then lowered his head and licked his lips again, "sour."

After finishing speaking, she teased him maliciously, "Are you eating my oranges again?"

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