The light from the bedside lamp illuminated a small piece of dust flying in the air, slowly making irregular floating movements, Lin Litian took a deep breath silently, waiting for him to continue talking.

But after saying that sentence, Song Yan remained silent.

Unlike usual, deliberately keeping silent, Song Yan at this time seemed to be imprisoned in another unknown space, cutting off the connection with this time and space.

Lin Litian was infected by his emotions, and his heart was pulled hard by his hands. He had the idea of ​​pulling back his wandering attention, and squeezed his hand hard, causing Song Yan to look over. Then he said, "Uncle Wang said that your condition is stable now, and you can go home after two days of observation in the hospital, which can be regarded as a vacation for yourself."

"Now I don't have to go on a business trip anymore. I will also be free when you are free. I should fulfill what you promised at the beginning."

"..." The topic turned too quickly, Song Yangang was still immersed in sadness, and he didn't react for a while. Two seconds later, he took his hand out of Lin Litian's hand and pressed it on the heart, with a painful face, "I... My heart is still hurting."

The implication is, I'm still sick, can you show some face?

Nai He's acting skills are clumsy, it's okay to deceive two or three-year-old children.

"Didn't you say you're fine?" Lin Litian crossed his arms and leaned back on the chair, "Did you lie to me just now?"

Song Yan's mouth shrunk, he didn't know how to continue the play.

"Don't hold back." Lin Litian didn't give him a chance to flinch.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Song Yan had no choice but to accept his fate, but for a moment he didn't know where to start, his lips moved a few times, and when he was about to say it, he swallowed it back in the next second, several times back and forth.

Lin Litian kindly gave him a start, "Why don't you start with the year I graduated, when you went to my school to find He Jia?"

He still remembered that after Du Zhe recognized Song Yan, he said that Song Yan had approached He Jia.

And He Jia only agreed to be with Yuanshen after graduating from university, which made it hard for him not to think that it was Song Yan who was behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, he licked his sore back molars, wishing he could open the head in front of him to see what kind of mess was inside.

If this kind of plot of giving up the person he likes is real, he would write it in his book.

Song Yan blinked, recalling the scene many years ago.

He also couldn't remember what kind of mood he was in when he ran to find He Jia. On the way Du Zhe took him to the studio, he ran into He Jia. He Jia brought him to the coffee shop. It was his first time. This is the first time to face this person, the person he likes and the person he likes.

He Jia also knew him, and heard about it from Lin Litian.

"What do you want from me?"

At that time, He Jia was still immersed in the ivory tower of the university, his personality was more arrogant than now, and Song Yan was still younger than him, so he didn't take it seriously.

Song Yan smiled slightly, but the smile was not strong, and cut to the point, "You should know that Lin Litian likes you, right?"

There are many people who know about this matter, so it is not surprising that Song Yan knows, He Jia nodded reservedly, with a somewhat complacent expression, "Then what?"

"He likes you very much, but..." Song Yan didn't want to be kidnapped morally, and said, "It's your freedom to like him or not, but if you don't like him, don't give him unreasonable hopes."

For Lin Litian's pursuit, He Jia never explicitly refused, and he didn't feel that what he did was inappropriate. He thought that Song Yan came to criticize him because he was Lin Litian's friend, and he was very rude.

"Feeling is a matter of two people's love and my wish. He hasn't said anything yet. What's hindering you?"

The tone was very aggressive, and Song Yan was not angry when he heard it. He was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"My grandma told me a truth before, most people who betray their sincerity will end up with nothing good."

"I don't believe in endings." He Jia disdainfully raised his chin, as if he had seen through something, "However, what I'm interested in is that you like Lin Litian, right?"

Song Yan didn't answer his question.

In fact, the two of them didn't negotiate too much. Song Yan didn't know what effect those few words he said had on He Jia, but not long after, He Jia and Lin Litian officially got together.

I don't know if it's out of competitive spirit, or if I really feel that I shouldn't let Lin Litian down.

Lin Litian also announced the good news to him, and when he talked about it, he smiled sincerely and in a happy mood, and Song Yan also smiled with him, without mentioning that he had gone to see He Jia.

Song Yan felt that he had done this unscrupulously, and was guilty all the time. He took another sip of water from the glass, took a peek at Lin Litian, and saw that Lin Litian's face was as usual, so he licked the water stains on his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, and asked cautiously :"Why are not you talking?"

"What are you talking about?" Lin Litian's eyes fell on the lower lip he had licked, and the color had recovered a bit, but it was still paler than ordinary people, "It's so stupid."

But at least he wasn't stupid enough to give up the person he liked.

Song Yan's hairband behind her was missing, her hair was loose, if there was a small tug, it would probably have drooped by now.

Lin Litian raised the corners of his lips and chuckled, but quickly withdrew it without laughing out loud, "What about the investment?"

Song Yan was startled, his eyes widened, "You know?"

"I just found out not long ago." Lin Litian said frankly, and laughed again, "One thousand two million, Mr. Song is so capable?"

The voice of Mr. Song made Song Yan's scalp tingle. Now he has engraved the words "Frankness, Leniency, Resistance and Strictness" on his forehead. Song Yan could only explain everything, and looked at Lin Litian helplessly, striving for leniency. .

"Xiao Song is always incompetent, I can't get together the money, so I sold the house my grandma left me."

"I set the price and asked Brother Jian Qing to help me contact the buyer. Later, it was an old couple who contacted me. They lived in that compound before, and later settled abroad with their children. After returning home, they still wanted to go back to China. They live in the old mansion, 200 million is their entire net worth, I lowered the price of the house, and only charged them 900 million.”

At that time, he still had millions of pocket pockets, plus the money from selling the house, which was just enough for Lin Litian's company's seed round financing.

"Why didn't you tell me yourself that you have to go through... someone else?" Lin Litian paused, did not say the name, but changed his address.

"You won't want it." Song Yan knew him too well.

Indeed, according to Yuanshen's character, what Song Yan gave was no different from what his family gave, even in the name of investment, he would not accept it.

Seeing Lin Litian frowning and not speaking, Song Yan said pitifully, "I really have nothing to explain."

In fact, there are many things he has done for Lin Litian. The secrets of his secret love since childhood are like rooted in Song Yan's bone marrow. Apart from these, there are many trivial things. If you tell them all, you can say until dawn.

But he couldn't tell, the secret love in those years was only his business, and it changed his taste when he said it.

There were two sudden noises in the ward, which came from Song Yan's stomach.

Not only did Lin Litian not eat much all day, Song Yan's stomach was also empty after fainting, and he was already growling.

The food that Secretary Huang brought was completely cold, Lin Litian stood up, "I'll go buy food for you, you sleep for a while, and you'll be right back."

In addition to buying food, Lin Litian also wanted to bring some change of underwear for Song Yan. The hospital was relatively close to the apartment in the city, so he didn't bother Uncle Qiu. After leaving the hospital, he drove to the apartment.

The door of the apartment is equipped with a combination lock. He wrote down the password last time and opened the door easily. He walked into the master bedroom with ease. Song Yan's clothes were neatly packed. Many clothes in the closet were new. The labels were not removed, probably because Song Yan seldom came to live in these few months.

He opened the bottom drawer of the closet, took out a pair of underwear at random, and was about to close the closet door when he suddenly noticed something strange.

When he was in the villa, he had seen the wardrobe in the master bedroom of the villa, and it was just as neat, except that the wardrobe in the master bedroom of the villa was hung according to the style of clothes, shirts were hung together, sweaters were hung together, and suits were hung together. Color placement, the same color together occupy a place in the closet.

Since he moved into the villa, except for the last time, Song Yan has hardly stayed in the apartment overnight. The clothes here should be arranged according to the previous habit and have not been touched.

Even if there is an aunt who cleans on time, she will not touch the clothes in the closet.

He hadn't opened the closet the last time he came in, so he didn't find this detail.

It's like... a painting, if you change the artist, even if you try to imitate the previous painting style deliberately, you will still leave your own little habits.

Lin Litian squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, and closed the wardrobe door.

He remembered something, and went to open the door of the glass closet again.

There are still a lot of photo frames on it. The last time he looked at these photos, he just glanced at them, and he was so drunk at that time that his mind was not clear. This time, he found out that Song Yan had written the date under each photo. .

Below the family portrait is the year when Song Yan was 12 years old, and the other candid photos are also marked with the corresponding time.

After the college entrance examination ended, the original body walked out of the school gate and was snapped. It was still placed in the most obvious position. Lin Litian picked up the frame, and the date written on it was June of that year.

Lin Litian said suddenly: "Is it true that someone can like someone, hide it in their heart, and never say it?"

In fact, he already knew most of what Song Yan said today, and it was just for him to say it himself, so he shouldn't be too surprised.

But those things seemed to be twisted into a hemp rope, which made his heart sore and uncomfortable.

As a bunch of manufactured data, the system doesn't know how to answer him. After all, human emotions can't be calculated even with the most advanced algorithm so far. [Perhaps, isn't there a ready-made one? 】

The back panel at the back of the photo frame was not properly aligned, slightly warped, and thicker than a normal photo frame. Lin Litian turned it over and removed the back panel, only to find that there was more than one photo inside.

He pulled out the second photo from the frame.

The second photo was also taken at the school gate. The original body walked out of the school gate, and the young man was wanton and arrogant. The only difference from the first photo was that the angle of this photo was taken by a third person. Song Yan also took pictures.

Boys developed late, and Song Yan was not as tall as he is now at that time, compared to a group of high school seniors, he was like a bean sprout, squeezed in the bustling crowd, in order to take a good photo of the original body, he had to stand on tiptoe and lift hard looking at the camera.

This is actually the only photo they have together.

There is a line of words written below, the handwriting is immature, but very correct, it should be written by Song Yan, who is 15 years old, and he controls the strength of each stroke to the utmost, fearing that the photo paper will be scratched.

"Secret love is probably the moment I fell in love with you, I knew I would lose."

And under this line of words, there is another sentence. Compared with the line above, the handwriting is very mature, and it is still very new. It should be written recently.

"But I also feel that even if you rarely win, you do sometimes."

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The author has something to say:

This world is estimated to be over in two or three chapters~

"Secret love is probably the moment I fell in love with you, I knew I would lose."

"But I also feel that even if you rarely win, you do sometimes."

This sentence is adapted from the work "To Kill a Mockingbird" by American writer Harper Lee. The original sentence is: Bravery is when you know you will lose before you start, but you still have to do it. And stick to it anyway, you rarely win, but sometimes you do.

May you and I encourage each other.

感谢在2022-03-3023:12:54~2022-04-0100:58:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of laughter;

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

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