That afternoon, when Song Yan was just about to leave the company, he saw a familiar figure sitting on the reception sofa on the first floor and beckoned to him.
"Luotong, why are you here?"
Song Yan motioned to his assistant to go first and then controlled his wheelchair to greet Luotong.
Yu Luotong said with a sad face: "Song Yan, I beg you to take me in."
"..."
Song Yan felt his scalp numb when he heard this.
Song Yan bought a local IT company two years ago and when he held a staff meeting, he discovered that David had become his own employee.
The scene was a bit embarrassing at the time.
David tried his best to pretend not to know him in the company but accidentally ran his mouth at home.
Soon, Yu Luotong ran to find Song Yan.
This lasted for two years. Song Yan gradually changed from Yu Luotong's hometown buddy to Yu Luotong's maiden family. Every time the young couple quarreled, Yu Luotong ran to Song Yan full of grievances.
Seeing Song Yan not speaking, Yu Luotong narrowed his mouth and begged, "Well, okay?"
Song Yan sighed helplessly: "You quarreled with David again?"
"Fvck that guy! I really can't stand him. He's a walking vinegar jar!"
When Yu Luotong mentioned David, he burst into flames like he had eaten explosives.
"I just got drunk at the company dinner and slept in a room with my colleagues. He actually went straight to our company and warned my colleagues to stay away from me in front of everyone. I don't want to come out so early, now the whole company knows that I am gay. How can I live?!"
Song Yan smiled and comforted him: "David is just too nervous about you and the issue of sleeping in the same room can be very big or small."
"There are so many men and women lying in the whole room."
"This..."
Song Yan touched his nose, thinking that he could not help David this time.
Yu Luotong said: "No matter what, I can't go home tonight. Song Yan, I'm warning you, don't secretly report to David again!"
Song Yan said helplessly: "Every time you quarrel with David, you would run to me to stay overnight. David will know that you are here with me."
"Then you can hide me in a different place. You have so many properties under your name. It's always okay to lend me shelter from the limelight, right? "
Song Yan still wanted to find a reason to refuse.
Yu Luotong pointed to his nose and said: "If you dare to refuse me, I will call Xia Lin and say you use photoshopped photos to fool him!"
Song Yan could only take out his mobile phone obediently and ask the assistant to give Yu Luotong a key to the villa.
Yu Luotong achieved his goal, then squatted in front of Song Yan and knocked on his knee: "Is it still not feeling anything at all?"
Song Yan shook his head.
Yu Luotong sighed: "Until when do you want to hide from Xia Lin like this?"
Song Yan was silent for a moment and said: "At least wait until he has his own destination."
"You really can let him go?" Yu Luotong's eyes widened, "Why do you need to torture yourself like this? If you are in love with each other, how can you care if your lover is in good health?
Song Yan smiled bitterly: "You also said it but the premise is that the two love each other."
Yu Luotong choked and said unsurely: "I think Xia Lin still has you in his heart. Otherwise, why does he care so much about your rehabilitation?"
Song Yan shook his head: "He is very thoughtful and thinks that my legs becoming like this is his responsibility. I kept it from him, just hoping that he can live easily."
Song Yan asked his assistant to drive Yu Luotong to a nearby unused villa.
When Yu Luotong got out of the car, he repeatedly told Song Yan: "You are not allowed to give David a short report anymore, do you hear me?"
Song Yan fully agreed.
But when Yu Luotong entered the door of the villa, Song Yan took out his mobile phone and called David: "Come here and get someone by yourself. The address is XXXXX."
Assistant driving on the side: "..."
He just listened to David roaring on the phone: "Song Yan, listen to me, don't stay with Luotong! You'd better stay away from him before I get there!"
Song Yan fished out his ears helplessly. He almost heard the calluses in this sentence.
"David, you also take a break," Song Yan persuaded bitterly, "Luotong annoys you to be so indiscriminately jealous. If you can give him a little personal space, he won't have to run away in two days."
Before he finished speaking, David hung up the phone in a hurry. Song Yan put away the phone, shook his head, and sighed.
The assistant asked carefully: "Boss, didn't you agree with Mr. Yu?"
Song Yan said slightly: "Luotong came to me several times and he's always caught by David. If he really doesn't want to be caught by David, he won't come to me again."
They have always quarreled and reconciled with each other. Who can say that they are not enjoying it?
As dusk approached, light rain gradually began to fall outside the window of the car. Song Yan looked at the street scene that was receding in the rain.
Suddenly he thought of himself and Xia Lin's previous life. At that time, they would also quarrel about some trivial matters. In the end, Song Yan always slams the door and leave. Xia Lin patiently goes out to find him every time.
In his impression, there are very few times when Xia Lin ran away from home in anger. The only time Xia Lin left, he never returned.
Song Yan slowly raised his head, hid his face in the shadow of the back seat, closed his eyes, and suppressed the tears that were about to flow violently.
In these years abroad, Song Yan often inadvertently remembered his trivial life with Xia Lin in the last few years of his previous life. He had good and bad memories.
He still remembered that he silently made a wish to the candles on his last birthday. If the next birthday is to be accompanied by Xia Lin, he will take him abroad to get a marriage certificate.
But God has other plans.
He did not have time to put this wish into action and incidents came one after another. Although it was the illness that took Xia Lin's life in the end, it was he who made Xia Lin's heart broken.
Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly missed Xia Lin crazily and wanted to see him again. Even if he could only take a look from a distance, he would be happy.
In the dim twilight, the assistant heard Song Yan sitting in the back seat whisper: "Move the next schedule two days later. I'm going to City F."