Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Four people, none of them spoke for a while.

There were many people in the dining hall, and there were clinking sounds of bowls and chopsticks all around, and the central air conditioner was not working. Song Yan let go of the hand holding the bowl, dropped it on his knees, and wiped the sweat from his palms to his trousers.

He hid the excess emotion on his face, and the focus of his eyes was coldly on the opposite side, looking at He Jia across a table.

He Jia leaned back in the chair, with his wrist resting on the edge of the table. The hand holding the paintbrush all year round had a thin layer of calluses at the knuckles, and when he rubbed it with his thumb, it felt fine and gritty.

The two stalemate silently.

The talkative Du Zhe was so remorseful that he shrank his neck like a quail, wishing that the other three people would not notice him, if there was a hole in the ground now, he would definitely rub himself and stuff it in.

If he succeeds in crossing the catastrophe today, he will absolutely guarantee to eat alone forever in the rest of his life, and if he finds an acquaintance to share the table, he will be a fool!

Lin Litian was the first to break the silence. He glanced at Song Yan's bottomed bowl, "Are you full?"

Song Yan withdrew his gaze, nodded nonchalantly, "Yes."

The ending sound rises, like the horn sounded by a victorious general.

But his little expression is well hidden, no one can find it except Lin Litian.

The two stood up from their seats and said goodbye to the other two people on the table. Du Zhe was the first to react and nodded hastily, "We will meet again when we have time, we will meet again when we have time."

He Jia didn't speak, his slightly raised head was hesitating to speak, but those who were about to leave didn't even look at him.

There was no notice of the sun rain in June, and it fell according to the temper. When I walked out of Baopu Garden, a group of students sheltered from the rain stood in front of the door. .

The rain came in and splashed a large area of ​​the floor. Song Yan was standing under the eaves, and some of the raindrops hit his straight legs. Lin Litian pulled him and said, "Come closer."

"Do you want to hide from the rain here?" After Song Yan finished speaking, he glanced at the gate of Baopu Garden, obviously not wanting to stay here.

Lin Litian didn't answer, but instead asked him: "Do you want to go back now?"

Song Yan was silent for a while.

don't want to go back.

The school is so big, and he hasn't visited a third of it yet. He also wants to see the places Lin Litian and He Jia walked through in those four years.

Memory cannot be erased, but it can be replaced.

Lin Litian understood, "I will take you to hide from the rain first."

Private cars cannot enter the school, and the dining hall is far away from the school gate. Let alone Song Yan doesn't want to leave, it is unrealistic to go to the school gate in the rain, so we can only find a place to hide from the rain.

The library in the southeast is the closest to Debaopu Garden. Lin Litian put his hand on Song Yan's shoulder, and hugged him towards him, and pressed the brim of his hat with the other hand, covering his whole face tightly. In the shadows, "lower your head."

Song Yan lowered his head.

Heavy raindrops fell on the back of Song Yan's neck, wet the skin through the cloth, and slid down the spine. He was protected in Lin Litian's arms, and more rain fell on the people around him.

He moved, trying to touch Lin Litian's arm, but was held even tighter.

"do not move."

The two of them were not the only ones running under the rain curtain. Some students held up their books to cover their heads. They ran in a hurry and passed by Song Yan. With his head down, he couldn't see anything and could only be taken away. go forward.

He suddenly felt that he was no different from the students here.

The gap between those four years was quickly filled, with countless regrets.

No matter how noisy it was outside, the library was always silent. Lin Litian bought a pack of tissues in the library supermarket, then found an empty reading room, went in and closed the door.

There is a brown glass wall between the reading room and a blackout curtain that hangs down to the floor. There is no one in the two reading rooms next to it, but Lin Litian closed the curtain smoothly.

Song Yan sat on the sofa, took off his hat and put it on the table, the hair on the back of his head was wet and drooped limply.

Lin Litian took out a few tissues and handed them to him. He took them and felt that everything was wet, and he didn't know where to start.

"Wipe your hair." Lin Litian reminded him.

With a cry of "Oh", Song Yan spread out the paper towel, covered it on his hair and rubbed it.

Lin Litian took out a few more sheets to help him dry his forearm and wet collarbone.

No matter where Song Yan sat, he was always upright, and he never lay down at home. Lin Litian occasionally went to his office to find him for dinner, even during the rest time, he just put his hands on his forehead and closed his eyes to rest.

Now here too.

For convenience, he did not sit down, but squatted in front of Song Yan.

The skin that was wiped by the paper started to burn, from the pores to the depths of the bones. Song Yan's hand wiping his hair became more and more stiff, and finally stopped in one place.

He looked at the person in front of him without blinking, but the person in front of him just didn't look at him, his eyes obviously swept over, but the next second they passed quickly, but they just didn't look at him.

At work, Xiao Song, who can be said to be keen, is always terribly dull in front of the person he likes. Only now did he realize the clues belatedly, recalling what Lin Litian said after he came out of the dining hall——

"Come closer."

"Keep your head down."

"do not move."

Concise and concise, not a word is too much.

If he wasn't sure when he was in the dining hall, he was very sure now, and he was angry.

But... why are you angry?

"You don't know?" Lin Litian wiped his wet place little by little, but didn't look at him.

Song Yan realized that he had asked aloud, so he shook his head, "I don't know."

"If you don't know, just guess." Lin Litian wiped him dry, cleaned himself up, rolled up the paper towels in his hand, threw them into the trash can on the side, stood up, looked at him condescendingly, with a flat tone.

Song Yan pressed the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and raised his head.

He didn't know why Lin Litian was angry, but he had a premonition in his heart that the days of being together day and night had already paved the way for the two of them, full of inflated feelings, and even with so many years of longing, only a word from himself was missing.

One word can be satisfied, or... destroyed.

His mouth was half open.

The door of the reading room was suddenly opened, and a girl with books and laptops in her hands rushed in. Unexpectedly, there was someone inside, and her footsteps stopped at the door, with a look of shock on her face.

Song Yan, who had already spoken the words, swallowed them back, and both of them looked at the door together.

The girl poked her head out, saw the number plate in the reading room, and apologized repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, I went by the wrong way."

At this time, her companion came in and pulled her, "You are blind, this is 17, and the team leader said that the meeting will be held at 11."

"I was wrong." The girl explained in a low voice.

After saying a few words of embarrassment, he closed the door and exited.

Originally mustered up the courage to run around, Song Yan's tense shoulders relaxed, biting the tip of his tongue hard.

Well useless.

Lin Litian laughed angrily. Seeing that he looked tired and his heart was too soft to speak harshly, he sighed secretly, declared the failure of the unilateral cold war, and stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Song Yan, no one will wait for you forever of."

No one who likes you can.

Song Yan's lower eyelids suddenly turned red with the words, and the end of his eyes became sour.

The whole person seemed to be bubbling with bitterness.

"I'll give you one last chance." Lin Litian almost cried the person, but in the end he had to coax him. He pushed the arm he was holding towards him, and hugged the person in. His lips were only a few centimeters away from Song Yan's ear, " I have to go on a business trip in two days, and I think it will take a week. When I come back, what do you want to say, I'll listen, okay?"

Song Yan rested his chin on the opponent's shoulder, and clenched his hands on the man's waist into fists. All the sadness and bitterness were completely forgotten. His ears were reddened by the faint breath, and he just nodded mechanically.

Don't ask him to say a word, Song Yan's mind is blank now, and he probably can agree to anything.

Leaving the reading room, the back door of the library is connected to the teaching building, and the teaching building is connected to the laboratory building. There are corridors in the middle, so you don’t need to be exposed to the rain when walking along. Since Song Yan wanted to go shopping, Lin Litian took Song Yan from the beginning to the tail.

After visiting the laboratory building, the rain just stopped.

Song Yan was still interested, but Lin Litian didn't intend to continue, so he called Uncle Qiu and asked him to wait at the school gate.

After the phone call, he turned around and said, "I'll take you home and change."

I don't know when, but Lin Litian and Song Yan's lives have naturally merged together, calling the villa "home". If they stay together, if Uncle Qiu has anything to do, he usually goes to Lin Litian first.

It was Mr. Xiao Song who didn't pay him a salary at all.

Song Yan was wearing a short sleeve, even if Lin Litian helped him cover it just now, it was unavoidable that a large area was wet, the light green was stained into a deeper green, and it stuck to the shoulders wetly, "If you don't pay back the meal card? Teacher Jiang?"

"There's a party tonight, so there's no rush to make it." Lin Litian said, "Mr. Jiang is very smart, I'm paying it back now, he's afraid that I'll let him go at night."

Song Yan said: "Then I..." Waiting for you at home.

"You go too." Lin Litian said at the same time, interrupting what he said later, "The place for the party is the newly opened resort hotel of the Lin family, and he has been yelling for me to take you there for a while,"

Joy flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and he said hello.

Back at the villa, Song Yan saw that it was still early, so he went into the bathroom for a brief rinse, and changed into a white shirt and black trousers that he usually wears.

When going out again, I put on the glasses I usually wear.

Because he didn't know how long he had to stay there, Lin Litian drove by himself and didn't ask Uncle Qiu to see them off.

Song Yan was sitting in the co-pilot, and the phone in his hand kept beeping. He moved his fingers a few times on it, and replied a private message to the other side.

"Who are you chatting with?" Lin Litian took advantage of the traffic light and looked at the phone screen.

Song Yan turned the screen to him, "It's Yu Lin, he asked when we will arrive."

Not only did they ask when they would arrive, but they also posted a screen full of pictures, introducing how fun the new resort hotel is, with everything to eat, drink and play.

/Yu Lin: Let my brother go to a class reunion, and I'll take you there to play. I know you can't drink alcohol, so I'll ask the bartender to make juice for you. /

Lin Litian frowned, and pressed the voice button, "It's 15 minutes, please stop, Song Yan is motion sick."

Song Yan, who had never passed out in a car since he was born, was forced to pass out once in Lin Litian's mouth.

Yu Lin replied with an emoji, and the villain in the emoji zipped his mouth, and plopped down on his knees again.

Song Yan laughed, but kept in mind his motion sickness character, and didn't call him back.

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别骂砚砚！别骂砚砚！他就这性格，林哥也没办法（我也没办法）。感谢在2022-03-2122:53:33~2022-03-2222:57:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Youfan; 1 bottle of Liuli;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!