Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

As soon as he entered the entrance, Song Yan left Lin Litian to search for a medicine box.

Song Yan has a peculiar physique. He usually doesn't get sick. If he gets sick, it will be a serious illness that needs to go to the operating room. The medicine box at home is useless to him, and the medicines in it are only noticed by the aunt who comes to clean up regularly every week. Check whether it has expired, and replace it when it expires.

After fetching the medicine box, Song Yan pressed Lin Litian to sit on the sofa, and squatted down to apply the medicine for him.

The medicated oil was spicy, and the smell permeated, a little pungent, Lin Litian sniffed, Song Yan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were covered with crow-feather black eyelashes, and his eyes were full of disapproval.

Well... I can't even move.

He raised his eyebrows, signaled Song Yan to continue, then drooped his eyes and remained motionless.

Just now I was pretending to be in pain in the car, but now that I am taking medicine, I feel that this little flesh injury is not so unbearable.

Lin Litian stared straight at the person in front of him. From such a close distance, he could see many details that he couldn't normally see.

For example, the bangs on the forehead are a bit too long, covering the eyebrows and eyes. This angle can't be seen clearly. The skin is so tender that a pinch can leave a mark. It will definitely not disappear for a long time. The slender swan neck leans forward, and the curvature of the cervical spine is round. , extending down section by section, submerged in the shadow of the back collar...

I'm too thin, and I eat the same three meals a day, so why can't I gain weight?

Before Lin Litian could think about it, Song Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Yuan Yinian said, did you break up with He Jia?"

Lin Litian had expected it a long time ago, and nodded, "Well, we're divided."

His tone was casual, as if he didn't take it seriously.

Lin Litian's complexion was cold and pale, and a little wound on it would be very dazzling. Song Yan stared at the face in front of him, trying not to raise his head, pretending to be calm, if the hand holding the cotton swab was not trembling slightly, he would have almost lied to himself Past, "Why?"

"He wants to study abroad, the distance is too far, probably because he doesn't want to have a relationship with a foreign country." Lin Litian guessed casually, who knows why He Jia proposed to break up.

After all, apart from inheriting the memory of the original body before bankruptcy, and the established fact that Song Yan had a crush on the original body, he knew nothing else.

But that's not the case in Song Yan's ears...

It was He Jiati who broke up... It proves that Lin Litian still likes him.

After all, Lin Litian has liked He Jia for so many years, how could he say that he doesn't like him anymore.

The eyes darkened and merged with the night, Song Yan's face was a little ugly.

Lin Litian didn't realize it, thought he was still angry, tilted his head, and observed his expression, "Still angry?"

"No." Song Yan said firmly.

Weird.

"You... hiss!"

The cotton swab under Song Yan's hand suddenly poked at the wound, Lin Litian felt the pain, and grinned and hid back.

But Song Yan was only cold for a second, and immediately removed the cotton swab, stood up holding the medicine box, "I'm not angry, you should rest early."

After speaking, he couldn't stay there for a second, leaving Lin Litian alone in the living room, and went back to the room by himself.

The medicine box was not put down.

Didn't even call my brother.

Still say you're not angry? !

[Tsk, you used to write all the emotional lines in your novels with your feet? 】

The system couldn't stand it anymore, and the tone was extremely disgusting.

Lin Litian, who just got into a fight and failed to coax him back, was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell back on the sofa lazily, and had no time to argue with him, "I have something to talk about."

[It's okay, just to remind you kindly, your current strategy progress is worrying. 】

He said it was good intentions, but his tone was obviously gloating. For the first time, Lin Litian began to doubt the feasibility of this task, "With his personality, it would be better to kill him if he confessed. His mouth is worse than a clam shell. The one who issued the task Doesn't time even consider the possibility of completion?"

Song Yan is more than just a little dumb, he obviously locked his mouth and lost the key.

[If this were in your novel, how would you develop it? 】

The system didn't answer, but asked him in another way.

How to develop?

Shouldn't feelings just go with the flow?Song Yan has a crush on him, he is single, and he still shows affection for Song Yan, what are you fussing about!If you grind again, it will be a water plot!

The system taunted, [Oh, it's normal that no one likes the official title you wrote. 】

After screwing up the reception of Zhou's family, the matter of investment naturally has nothing to do with it.

After the reception, Song Yan's vacation was over, and he resumed his previous routine. When Lin Litian woke up for a morning run, he went out to the company, and when Lin Litian finished washing and was about to rest, he arrived home.

Song's father has plans to retire to the second line in recent years. Song Yan is the only son of the Song family. The burden of the Songwang Group can only be placed on him. For such a large group, it is not a trivial matter to change the board of directors. Song Yan is too young to make any achievements. Well, the group of old things at the shareholders meeting will not obey him.

Because of the risk of a heart attack, Song Yan couldn't stay up late, and had to go to bed at eleven o'clock, even if he couldn't fall asleep, he had to lie upright on the bed.

Looking at it this way, apart from work, Song Yan eats and sleeps, and his life is extremely boring.

Especially after Yuan Shen fell in love with He Jia, in order to avoid suspicion, he even started to distance himself from the few remaining friends like Yuan Shen and Yu Lin.

Lin Litian only knew these things after getting along with him. Yuan Shen didn't have this part in his original memory, so he didn't know anything about it.

He couldn't imagine if Song Yan would keep living like this if he didn't stop coming in.

After Song Yan's routine lasted for half a month, Lin Litian finally couldn't stand it anymore, and knocked on the door of the master bedroom opposite, 5 minutes before Song Yan went to bed.

Probably just after washing, the janitor was surrounded by misty water vapor, the scattered hair wet the ends of the hair, the water dripped down the chin and onto the smooth collarbone, soaking a small piece of the neckline, and the eyes were clear and clear Bright.

The other party seemed puzzled by his sudden knock on the door, "Brother? What's the matter?"

Since the reception, Song Yan has spoken less than before. Although he still answers every question, he tries to be as brief as possible. He thought it was because the Zhou family's investment failed and failed his hard work. He has a temper.

It was only after the system choked on Lin Litian's words that he could see the clue. This guy thought that his love for He Jia was still the same, and he was secretly sad by himself.

He wanted to make amends, but Song Yan regarded himself as a robot who could only work, and didn't give him a chance.

Lin Litian didn't go in, but stood at the door, the light from the bedroom came out, illuminating a small piece of darkness in the corridor, "Tinglantai has hired a new state banquet chef to be the head chef, I'll take you to try the dishes tomorrow."

Tinglan Terrace is built by the lake, and it belongs to Yu's family. Yu Lin's father is always arty, and takes running restaurants and tea houses as a sideline. Lin Litian and Song Yan went to help him try the dishes, but Song Yan was too busy to find the opportunity.

He also said: "Yu Lin treats guests, and we will be responsible for eating."

Song Yan naturally didn't care who was treating guests, he hesitated for a moment, and murmured: "The company still has a bunch of contracts that haven't been signed..."

"Tomorrow is the weekend." Lin Litian frowned, and his words were full of dissatisfaction, "The machine can still be maintained every month. You are human, how can you work seven days a week?"

Song Yan didn't speak, but hesitated.

"Song Yan, we haven't eaten together for half a month." Lin Litian reminded him again.

Then without waiting for his answer, he turned around and walked to his room, and said, "Don't worry, if you really don't want to go, I'll go and tell Yu Lin, you go out later tomorrow morning, I'll make breakfast, eat before leaving."

Putting his hand on the doorknob, Lin Litian counted in his heart, before reaching the third number, Song Yan really said: "I'll go, I will...be careful to rest later."

Lin Litian's words just now were obviously concerned about him, and he couldn't ignore the good and the bad.

Lin Litian, who had his back turned to him, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed a smile.

It's too easy to take the bait, little dumb——

But during the conversation, he still held back his joy, said "um", and then sent the other party to go to sleep quickly.

After early spring, the whole city was replaced by new green at the end of March, and the warm spring scenery was everywhere. The evergreen trees by the lake reached the roof of the building, and their branches stretched in from the wooden fence in the corridor, making the whole Tinglan Terrace look antique.

Before the two people who arrived at the private room had time to appreciate it, Yu Lin poked his head out from behind the screen, saw that they had arrived, and waved to the waiting waiter to go down and serve the food.

Then he leaned over to Lin Litian and looked back and forth at his face. Lin Litian raised his chair legs and leaned back, away from the big pie face in front of him, "What kind of crazy are you?"

"Let me see if your injury is healed." Yu Lin looked at the white and handsome face in front of him and clicked his tongue twice, "That idiot Yuan Datou hasn't taken off his bandages yet, he's so embarrassing."

Lin Litian: "He's cheap, he deserves it."

"Did you hear that? I didn't see you that night, and you popped up with a whoosh, which surprised me." Yu Lin asked casually.

Hearing this, Song Yan also looked over.

Lin Litian's heart skipped a beat, indeed, it stands to reason that he "couldn't hear".

Afterwards, Song Yan never mentioned Yuan Yinian's insults to him.

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip without haste, "I guess what good things he can say with that mouth."

This explanation can also be said in the past.

"That's right! Your mouth is like eating feces. You spread rumors about you everywhere, saying that he poked your sore spot, and you beat him up in anger, and said that you were hurt more than him." Speaking of this, Yu Lin Gritting her teeth, she rolled up her sleeves, wishing she could go back to that night and make some ruthless kicks.

Lin Litian had a bit of a headache, although Yuan Yinian was not very capable, but making troubles from time to time could still be very annoying.

Song Yan listened to the chat between the two without interjecting. When the topic was brought up to him, he would answer one sentence, and remained silent for the rest of the time.

The chef of the state banquet was very skilled, and the three of them had a full meal. When they left Tinglan Terrace, Yu Lin held his stomach with one hand and the door with the other to watch them leave.

It was still early, Lin Litian proposed to take a walk, and the two walked shoulder to shoulder on the green road along the lake slowly.

The phone rang quickly, and the note was just one word——

elder brother.

Lin Litian glanced at it, turned off the sound, and put it back in his pocket.

Looking for him at this time is nothing more than letting him go home.

Seeing that he put the phone back again, Song Yan asked, "Aren't you going to answer it?"

"My brother." Lin Litian shrugged, "I guess they want to catch me back."

Back then when Song Yan lived in Lin's house, his original elder brother Lin Jianqing thought they were a bunch of brats and never messed with them. Although the three of them lived under the same roof, Song Yan and Lin Litian had a much better relationship than Lin Jianqing.

Unexpectedly, within a few minutes, the ringtone rang again, but this time it was Song Yan's cell phone.

There are three big characters shining brightly on it - Brother Jian Qing.

Lin Litian stared down at the phone screen, slowly frowning.

so close?

Song Yan usually has two mobile phones, one for personal use and one for work.

Lin Litian saw him answering the phone when he was working overtime at home, and the call notes usually only had a straightforward name, and some unfamiliar departments would also note a certain department and a certain company in front of him.

Now this one is undoubtedly for private use.

The bell rang for a while, and Song Yan saw him looking at the phone in his hand with bitterness and hatred on his face, thinking that he didn't want him to pick it up, so he was in a dilemma.

Just when Lin Litian hung up for him, the system became excited and his tone was joyful.

[Walking ATMs are delivered to your door, pick them up soon! 】

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Litian reached out and picked up the phone directly - pressing the connect button.

Don't be a bastard if you have money.