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Ever since Chi Jinglan sent Lu Xingyuan home on a rainy night, the two have never had anything to do with each other.

Taking advantage of Dai Cheng's coming to Linchuan again this time, he made an appointment to have dinner at Tanghe Restaurant together.

Usually Song Yuan would join in, but since Song Yuan's confession happened, Lu Xingyuan hadn't had much contact with him.

Lu Xingyuan called Song Yuan to make an appointment. Fortunately, Song Yuan was not unusual.

Even if the old friends meet again, Dai Cheng likes to be lively, and after talking endlessly, he suddenly quieted down: "What's the matter with you two?"

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan glanced at him.

"It feels weird, you guys are not in a good mood. What, you are not happy to see me?"

"No. You feel wrong."

Dai Yi has always been very nervous, so he didn't pursue it anymore: "All right, all right. Come and drink."

The three clinked glasses.

"You haven't been here for a long time."

Accompanied by this hearty and friendly voice, the three turned their heads in unison, and it turned out that it was Tang He's boss.

The boss held a plate of sweet and sour fish in his hand: "Come here, please eat."

"I've been a little busy recently, so I don't have time to come here."

The boss laughed: "I thought it was because my craftsmanship had deteriorated, and I drove all of you old customers away."

"How is it possible, the boss's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"Hahaha, that's good. By the way, Xiao Lu, the guest you used to bring here has come two or three times this month. He comes more frequently than you. Why don't you come together?"

Lu Xingyuan was stunned for a while, and then said: "...we won't meet in time."

"Hahaha, that's it, next time you two come together again."

The boss had a conversation with them, and there will be guests coming in before going to the back.

Song Yuan saw that Lu Xingyuan was absent-minded all the time, his eyes darkened, and he scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it to him: "Xingyuan, have some soup."

Lu Xingyuan came back to his senses suddenly, and accidentally touched the bowl of soup with his hand. The soup spilled on his hand and stained his clothes a lot.

Song Yuan threw down the soup bowl and took a paper towel to wipe him, but Lu Xingyuan suddenly paused, and brought the paper towel by himself: "Thank you, brother, I'll do it myself."

Song Yuan forced a smile: "Okay."

Although Dai Cheng kept looking at them, he didn't notice the unnaturalness between them, and he said without hesitation: "I remembered. I've been thinking about forgetting one thing, but now I remember it. Ouch , My memory. Brother Song, the last time Ah Feng came back from Linchuan, she had a sad face for a few days. She said you were broken in love? I haven’t seen you caring about any girl for so many years, and it’s not as good as a pair How about half as far? Who is this girl?"

"Idiot, don't gossip like that." Lu Xingyuan interrupted him with some embarrassment.

Song Yuan's eyes swept over Lu Xingyuan as if there was nothing in it, and smiled slightly, with a sad expression on his face: "He is a very good person. It's just that he doesn't like me, and I know it very well. Whatever."

Lu Xingyuan had mixed feelings in his heart: "...Brother..."

Song Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly at him, raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

"It's a pity. Does this girl have bad eyesight?..."

"Idiot!" Lu Xingyuan interrupted him eagerly.

Dai Zhu looked bewildered, seeing that neither of them looked happy, he hesitated and said: "...Xingyuan, do you know that girl too?"

Lu Xingyuan was about to collapse due to his slowness.

"Okay, let's eat, don't talk about this anymore." Song Yuan spoke.

After dinner, Dai took a taxi back to the hotel.

Song Yuan stopped Lu Xingyuan: "Xingyuan, let's talk."

So the two walked slowly along the street.

"Did my previous confession stress you out? Are you avoiding me?"

"...No, it's not, I'm not avoiding you, I'm just busy." Lu Xingyuan felt somewhat guilty.

Song Yuan didn't expose him either: "Actually, I thought about it before. Not only would you not accept me, but you would also be frightened and alienate me. But even with this result, I still don't regret confessing to you. I feel at ease a lot of."

Lu Xingyuan didn't know how to answer, so he kept silent.

"I know you still have that person in your heart. You are too kind, and you must have no reservations about your lover. You love too hard, so it will be difficult for you to forget him. Although you refuse to say, I don't know the relationship between you What happened in between. Even though you broke up, I still know you won't accept me."

"...I'm sorry, senior brother." Lu Xingyuan hesitated and felt guilty, but the only thing he could give Song Yuan was sorry.

"Xingyuan, it's not your fault." Song Yuan's tone was very sad and helpless, "I just said this to let you relax, don't be stressed anymore, and don't have to hide from me. You can be my confession It didn't happen, I'm still your senior brother, and you're still my junior brother. Okay, I don't want to see you live so hard."

Lu Xingyuan stopped, he felt a little sad: "Yes, brother, thank you."

Song Yuan stood beside him, slowly holding him in his arms, Lu Xingyuan leaned on his shoulder, his body trembling slightly, Song Yuan patted his back.

I don't know when the sky began to snow, slowly and leisurely, like fireflies, but the snow is about the same every year.

Chi Jinglan was sitting in the car with the window slid down, his eyes were fixed on the two people hugging each other and behaving intimately by the street, he could recognize that the taller one was Lu Xingyuan's senior brother, and the other one was still standing there from time to time It appeared in his mind, how could he not be familiar with it.

For a moment, he only felt an unfamiliar dull pain in his chest, and his whole body began to feel uncomfortable.

He really wanted to go over and pull the two of them apart, but his whole body was completely stiff.

He just watched them intently until the two slowly walked away.

He only met Song Yuan once, and he knew that Lu Xingyuan had always trusted this senior brother. In other words, Song Yuan held a very important place in Lu Xingyuan's heart.

Chi Jinglan could sense Song Yuan's affection for Lu Xingyuan from a certain kind of innate intuition towards his rival.

If he hadn't broken up with Lu Xingyuan, he should be the one holding Lu Xingyuan now?It was he himself who pushed Lu Xingyuan to others.

His mind was in a mess, and the picture of the two people hugging each other kept flashing in front of his eyes, almost feeling oppressed and suffocating.In this unbearable suffocation, he could only watch the important things go away, but he was powerless and helpless. He suddenly hated himself, and slapped his palms on the steering wheel, as if he wanted to vent something.