Song Yingan hurriedly lowered his head and tried to hide his abnormality by eating roasted sweet potatoes.
In fact, Song Ying'an was too cautious. His whole body was wrapped tightly. How could Lin Xuanjiao see his reaction? Because he cared so much, Song Ying'an didn't think too much about it. He just knew how to hide his thoughts clumsily.
Song Ying'an was able to hide his true feelings successfully thanks to Lin Xuanjiao's ignorance of matters between men and women, otherwise Song Ying'an's straightforward thoughts would have been exposed long ago.
Lin Xuanjiao finished the entire wooden box, even the soup. She patted her bulging belly and sighed, "Song Ying'an, I think if I keep eating your cooking for a while longer, I'm going to gain weight."
"Is it bad to gain weight? You are still a little too thin now."
Lin Xuanjiao pinched her slender waist and said with a hint of pride, "My physique is actually one that doesn't allow me to gain weight. I've never lost weight, and yet I'm still so slim."
Song Ying'an swore that he didn't mean to see Lin Xuanjiao's figure. It was just because Lin Xuanjiao suddenly pinched her waist while talking to him, so Song Ying'an had no time to look away. He directly saw the thin waist and the chest that was more obvious because of the partition of Lin Xuanjiao's hand.
Seeing this, Song Ying'an quickly looked away. If it weren't for the cloth covering his face, his red face and neck would have been discovered by Lin Xuanjiao.
Song Ying'an was torn between his conscience and his conscience at this moment. He felt like the hooligan that the villagers said was looking at the bodies of female lesbians. How could he be so presumptuous when Lin Xuanjiao was such a good person!
During the following conversation, Song Ying'an never looked at Lin Xuanjiao. He felt that he had done something wrong to Lin Xuanjiao. Although it was not his intention, the incident had already happened, causing Song Ying'an to be a little ashamed to see Lin Xuanjiao.
After Lin Xuanjiao spoke for a while, she saw that Song Ying'an hadn't responded yet. She waved her hand in front of Song Ying'an and said, "Song Ying'an, I'm telling you the truth. Do you hear me?"
Song Ying'an, who was immersed in his own thoughts when he was called back, looked at Lin Xuanjiao and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he became a mute in front of Lin Xuanjiao again.
Lin Xuanjiao looked at Song Ying'an with some concern, "You're not going to get heatstroke, are you? The weather is so hot now and you're still wrapping yourself up tightly. Are you going to get sick from the heat?"
Song Ying'an finally spoke this time, his voice even hoarser than Lin Xuanjiao had heard before: "No, I just suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. I'll just go back and lie down."
Lin Xuanjiao did not let go of her worries after hearing what Song Ying'an said. Although she had not known Song Ying'an for a long time, Lin Xuanjiao always made friends based on first impressions. Although she did not know what Song Ying'an looked like, it did not prevent her from having a good impression of him and she already regarded him as a friend.
Lin Xuanjiao was naturally worried when her friend was feeling unwell. "Should we go to the hospital to check it out? Don't think this is a small problem. If you delay it, it will become a big problem."
Song Ying'an was very determined not to go to the clinic, which made Lin Xuanjiao very anxious. "If you feel uncomfortable, why don't you go see a doctor? Do you think you can handle it?"
Knowing that Lin Xuanjiao was still thinking about him, Song Yingan felt disgusted with his own thoughts. How could he even dream of such a good girl? Was he worthy of her now?
"I'm fine. I have medicine at home. If you feel uncomfortable, just take it. If you're still not feeling better by tomorrow, go to the health center."
In fact, there was nothing wrong with Song Yingan's body. He just told a lie and needed countless lies to cover it up.
After hearing Song Ying'an's words, Lin Xuanjiao finally felt relieved. "Then if you feel unwell tomorrow, remember to go see a doctor. Don't think it's just a minor problem and don't go."
"Don't worry! I will remember it."
"Since you're not feeling well, let's go back first! It would be nice for you to lie down at home early."
This was exactly what Song Ying'an wanted. He urgently needed to be alone to sort out his thoughts, so he did not reject Lin Xuanjiao's proposal.
Lin Xuanjiao originally wanted to take the same route she came from, but she thought that the road down to the Youth League Home where she lived might not be closest to where Song Yingan lived. Now that Song Yingan was not feeling well, it would be better to send him back early.
So, after taking a few steps, Lin Xuanjiao turned back to look at Song Yingan and said, "Which direction do you want to go to? I'll take you back."
Song Ying'an quickly refused: "I'll take you back first."
Lin Xuanjiao put her hands on her hips and said, "No, I said I'd send you back first, and since you're not feeling well now, you have to listen to me."
Seeing Lin Xuanjiao's unyielding attitude, Song Ying'an had no choice but to agree to Lin Xuanjiao's request. He always had no way to deal with Lin Xuanjiao.
Song Ying'an led the way in front, and Lin Xuanjiao followed behind, always paying attention to Song Ying'an's physical condition for fear that he would fall accidentally.
It's not Lin Xuanjiao's fault for thinking too much. Song Ying'an looked a little weak to begin with, and now he felt a little uncomfortable. Of course, she was a little worried. If this was a strong man, Lin Xuanjiao would not have to accompany him home in person.
The time it takes to walk from here to Song Ying'an's home is about the same as the time it takes to walk to Lin Xuanjiao's Youth Home.
Lin Xuanjiao looked at the time on her watch and exclaimed to Song Yingan, "Wow! The time it takes to walk down the mountain from our destination to your house is about the same as the time it takes to get to my Youth Academy."
Song Ying'an felt a little uneasy when she saw that they were only a short distance away from her home. "Do you want to come to my house and sit for a while?"
"To your house?"
Lin Xuanjiao looked at the sky. She had eaten much faster today than yesterday. The sky was just getting dark and not as gloomy as yesterday.
Thinking that going back to the Youth Hostel would be boring, why not go to Song Ying'an's house? Thinking that relationships between men and women were strictly controlled at that time, Lin Xuanjiao asked, "Wouldn't your family think it was strange if I went to your house?"
Song Ying'an was silent for a moment before she said calmly, "My family is gone. I'm all alone."
Lin Xuanjiao didn't expect that she would find out about other people's sad stories just by asking casually. It must be because she was stupid and forgot that Erdan had mentioned that everyone in Song Yingan's family was gone.
Perhaps it was because she and Song Yingan got along so well during this period that Lin Xuanjiao had no time to think about anything else when talking to him, so she forgot what Erdan had said to her before.
Lin Xuanjiao wanted to go back to the moment before she said this and tell herself to shut up, but it had already happened.
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