Xia Lin fell into silence,
Song Yan's painful state of mind at this moment, like madness and helplessness, how similar it was to Xia Lin in the previous life.
Song Yan said that he didn't know the meaning of his existence in this world. In fact, Xia Lin was also very confused. He didn't know what God meant for him to be born again.
He originally thought that he had looked down on everything and could avoid Song Yan to live again, but Song Yan reluctantly entangled his life and disrupted everything he planned. Then what is the meaning of his rebirth?
There is also this Song Yan in front of him, this Song Yan who is inexplicably madly obsessed with him, Xia Lin can always see the shadow of his obsession with Yu Luotong in his previous life.
Song Yan complained that he would not accept himself, but who could understand the hesitation and suffering in his heart. He used to love Song Yan so much that he lowered himself into the dust, but he was eventually discarded as an expired substitute. The pain is still unforgettable even after a new life.
It is not that he is unwilling to accept the present Song Yan, but he is afraid to open his heart and love it again.
He always felt that the Song Yan who loved him wholeheartedly in front of him was nothing more than a beautiful dream that God gave him. He didn't know the day when he woke up suddenly. God took back the gift and left it to him, but it was charming. The loneliness and loneliness after 缱绻 passed.
If this is a gift, he would rather not have this gift of nothingness. He would rather keep a clear mind from beginning to end and watch the sorrows and joys of this world with cold eyes, until the broken dream ends and the dust settles.
At this time, the waiter knocked on the door outside the box.
Song Yan let go of Xia Lin, wiped his face, and after his expression returned to normal, he said, "Come in." The
waiter handed the plate to the table and realized that the atmosphere was not right between the two, so he didn't dare to say more. In a word, he closed the door silently and left.
At this time Song Yan had gradually calmed down.
"I'm sorry," he whispered annoyed, "I was too impulsive just now, don't be angry."
Xia Lin shook his head and said nothing.
Song Yan kindly brought the half-cooked omelette on his plate to Xia Lin, and muttered with nostalgia: "I remember you like to eat this since you were a kid. Every time you came to this store, you would ask me to follow you. Order the same steak set meal, because then you can have an omelet for two. I used to grab an omelet with you. I think itâs so cute that you canât grab it and youâre angry. Now Iâm a little regretful in retrospect. In fact, you look better when you are happy than when you are angry. From now on I will not snatch you again, I will give you whatever you want."
"Don't be like this." Xia Lin finally couldn't control his emotions and turned away. He covered his sore eyes with his hands, and his voice couldn't help but choked, "Song Yan, I beg you."
Don't always mention the past that he has deliberately forgotten, and always use the gentleness and patience that he once treated Yu Luotong to please him. The more this is, the more sad he feels.
Song Yan stared at Xia Lin for a moment, then suddenly wrapped his arms around him, and asked urgently in his ear: "Xia Lin, you...in fact, you also have feelings for me, right? Otherwise you won't..."
Xia Lin Before going to see him, he tried to push him away embarrassedly.
But Song Yan strongly resolved his rejection, and his body gradually approached: "Xia Lin, what are you afraid of and what are you avoiding? You can tell me what concerns you have in your heart."
Xia Lin just cried silently. The tears that had been suppressed for many years burst crazily at this moment, and continued to rinse, as if to vent all the grievances and sorrows he suffered in his previous life.
He didn't want Song Yan to see himself like this. He shook his head and just wanted to push Song Yan away, but Song Yan had already found a gap to break through his defense. After resolving the opponent's several pushbacks, he simply pushed him up.
He cupped Xia Lin's cheeks with both hands, and kept kissing his lips, the corners of his eyebrows, and his tears, until Xia Lin finally whimpered, and he once again occupied his mouth, which was different from the violent kisses before. , This time he was extremely gentle and tender, and every time he kissed, he took twelve points of comfort and temptation.
Finally, he felt the slight shudder coming from Xia Lin's body, which made him greatly encouraged. The tip of his tongue turned more and more flexibly, and it was as provocative as possible. At the same time, he followed the curve of the opponent's body and gradually walked to the bottom, provoking. The hem of his clothes touched his waist.
"Don't..." The hot temperature of Song Yan's palm came from the waist, which immediately made Xia Lin sober. He pushed Song Yan away in a flustered expression, and said with a trembling voice, "Don't be here."
"Then go to my room, OK? Okay?" Song Yan seemed to be waiting for his words, and took advantage of the situation to hug him into his arms, and even rubbed his lingering breath and trembling into his arms, "I have a single person in the company. The rest room, letâs go there."
"No." Xia Lin bit her lip secretly, forcing the lust in her body to cool down quickly. At the same time as her mood stabilized, her voice returned to its usual coldness, but there was a trace of himself. He didn't notice the slight anger, "You want to take the opportunity to do me? I want to be beautiful."
Song Yanyi still sighed helplessly, but he still kissed Xia Lin's temple softly, and whispered: "Okay." Well, I don't force you, as long as you can accept me, I'll wait as long as I can."
Xia Lin didn't push Song Yan away anymore, he thought helplessly, what is the relationship between himself and Song Yan now?
Song Yan in front of him was like a beast that had just calmed down his anger. After breaking through his defenses, he gradually retracted his minions and hung patiently at his feet with a humble posture like a tiger sniffing a rose. Gentle and obedient, but once the opportunity is right, he will attack again, until he is dismantled.
Such Song Yan made him feel unfamiliar and fearful, but he couldn't stop at the bottom of his secret heart.