Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Chapter 3 : The Call Failed

Almost subconsciously, the man took hold of Yu Luotong’s left hand and tugged it towards him.

It was a clear declaration of sovereignty.

But Yu Luotong was oblivious to the delicate atmosphere at the moment, and only gleefully greeted Song Yan, who sat down opposite them. He then turned his head to the man beside him and said, “David, this is the brother I told you about, Song Yan.”

And again to Song Yan, “This is David, um…. The one from my home.”

David raised his eyebrows and smiled, extended his hand to Song Yan and said in somewhat broken Chinese, “Hello.”

Song Yan’s heart gradually went cold as his previous suspicions were confirmed.

He had thought that with a little effort, there was still hope for them to get together after this reunion with Luo Tong. However, he did not expect that such a surprise would appear halfway through.

Although he was reluctant to shake hands with this man, Song Yan tried hard to maintain his decent image, shook his hand briefly and asked, “Which country?”

“Chinese-American.” Yu Luotong explained from the sidelines, “David is someone I met after I went to America. At first, I was unfamiliar with the place and I didn’t have good speaking skills, he helped me a lot, and after a while, we…”

Song Yan, however, interrupted him, “The other day in C City, how come you were the only one?”

“There was some argument with David before,” Yu Luotong looked a little embarrassed, “I was impulsive, so I ran back home alone. David chased me all the way to C City, and then…we made up. ”

When David heard this, he touched Yu Luotong’s head somewhat dotingly.

Yu Luotong added: “By the way, Brother Yan, I heard you were with Xia Lin. Where is Xia Lin, why didn’t you ask him to come out together?”

Song Yan didn’t expect Yu Luotong to mention Xia Lin in such a familiar tone, and said in a suspicious manner, “I broke up with him.”

“Broke up?” Yu Luotong was stunned and did not react.

Song Yan was silent for a moment, not caring about David’s presence, and said bluntly, “Luotong, you should know best how I feel about you. When he first lied to me that you died in a foreign country and couldn’t even find your body, it made me so miserable that I could barely live, I…I really can’t forgive him.”

Yu Luotong looked at Song Yan for a long time, before muttering, “Didn’t Xia Lin…tell you?

Song Yan was stunned: “Tell me what?”

Yu Luotong pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Actually, at first, it was me who asked him to help me tell the lie.”

Song Yan stood up sharply and glared at him: “What did you say?

Yu Luotong was taken aback and shrank into David’s arms, who immediately grabbed Yu Luotong’s shoulders and cast a warning glance at Song Yan.

Song Yan also realised that he had scared Yu Luotong, but his mind was in turmoil at the moment. After standing in place for a long time, he slowly sat back down, holding his forehead and asking, “What is going on?”

Yu Luotong took a heartfelt sip of coffee before slowly telling the truth: “Brother Yan, I used to really like you, and when you told me that you came out of the closet with your family for me, I was both touched and scared.”

“You are the only child of the Song family, the only heir to the Song Group. How could your family leave you alone like that. So later, during the time you were placed on a study tour to England by your family, your grandfather approached me.”

Song Yan leaned forward, “What did they do to you?”

Yu Luotong closed his eyes: “Your grandfather just made me wake up to how much of a disaster I would bring you if I insisted on being with you…I can’t be so selfish, let alone make myself a burden to you.”

Song Yan sighed a hundred times helplessly, “Luo Tong, you are too simple and too kind. He is just scaring you, if we really want to be together, he can’t do anything to us. Look at me now with Xia Lin, although I have paid some price and our living conditions are not as good as before, we still live a good life.”

Yu Luotong smiled bitterly, “How can I compare to Xia Lin. He has his family’s backing, while I, have nothing.”

Song Yan was silent, Yu Luotong was right, Xia Lin was stronger than Yu Luotong in every sense of the word. That was why he dared to come out strongly in front of the two big families back then, while Luotong, on the other hand, could only run away.

So, it was my grandfather who was behind that fake death back then?”

Yu Luotong said, “Your grandfather said that with your character, you will not be able to break off your love with me easily. Only my death will completely put an end to your thoughts.”

Song Yan hung his head and fell into silence

Yu Luotong added, “I originally promised your grandfather that I would never appear in front of you again. But then I heard that you were with Xia Lin, and your grandfather didn’t make things difficult for you. I thought he had already thought about it, so I sneaked back to China and didn’t expect to run into you when I went to C City. At that time, I was in no mood to talk to you in detail because I happened to be having a tantrum with David, and I didn’t expect that it was my fault for causing you to fight with Xia Lin.”

Song Yan scratched his hair in a somewhat distracted manner, hanging his head in frustration and comforting him, “It’s not your fault, it’s just my bad temper…”

He suddenly remembered that yesterday afternoon he had slapped Xia Lin without any reason, and his heart jerked.

He couldn’t quite remember the expression on Xia Lin’s face at the time, but he only vaguely remembered that Xia Lin had tried to explain to him. However, he didn’t have the patience to listen.

As he thought about it, he became more and more irritated, and once his annoyance with Xia Lin had gone down the drain, it turned into a full-on guilt attack.

He gulped down a large glass of beer, then stood up and said, “Excuse me, I’ll take my leave.”

He strode out of the bar, his mind clearing a little as the night breeze blew.

He wandered a few steps in front of his car, his heart empty and unsure of what to do.

In the past, when the two of them had stumbled and argued, it had always been Xia Lin who had bowed his head first.

But this time, it might be a bit difficult to wait for Xia Lin to bow down first.

After hesitating for a long time, Song Yan plucked up the courage to send a WeChat to Xia Lin: “Where are you?”

After waiting for several minutes, he didn’t get a reply from Xia Lin.

He finally couldn’t resist and dialed Xia Lin’s number directly.

After two beeps, a cold tone came to his ears – Sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off.