Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Song Xuanhe took a shower in a nearby hotel, changed into the clothes sent by his assistant, and went back to the hospital. Xiao Yuanmu didn't wake up all night, so he slept in the escort bed.

At six o'clock in the morning, Song Xuanhe, who had slept unsteadily all night, woke up in a daze, sat up and saw the strange environment, and there was a momentary blankness, until his eyes moved to Xiao Yuanmu not far away. The memory slowly returned.

He just cleaned up and left the ward, drove home directly, and went straight to the kitchen when he got home, with an ambitious expression.

The system that has been silent after he poured rice into the pot and put the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar all over, he couldn't help but say: [Brother, what are you doing?

Song Xuanhe stared at the boiling water in the pot with grains of rice, and asked: [Can't you see that I am cooking porridge?

After a few seconds, the system answered honestly: [I can't see it.

Song Xuanhe turned the fire down, stood by the pot and watched carefully, and did not pay attention to the system.

After a few minutes, Song Xuanhe frowned and opened the phone to search for how long it takes to cook the porridge. However, as soon as the webpage was opened, the phone's ringtone rang and the webpage became a call page.

Seeing the strange number in front of him, Song Xuanhe slid directly to hang up.

There are many ways to cook porridge, the most of which is white porridge. Song Xuanhe doesn’t like white porridge, and white porridge is too simple to show his apology and cooking skills in a low-key way, so he turned a few pages. I finally found a porridge recipe that tastes good from the picture and the ingredients are not too complicated-preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Song Xuanhe looked around in the refrigerator. There was a lot of meat, from poultry to seafood, but only eggs.

Eggs are just eggs, and they are all eggs.

Song Xuanhe directly poured the pot of porridge just now, added water and put the rice again according to the recipe, step by step, strictly following the recipe requirements, and it looked decent, at least until he beat the eggs in. .

Song Xuanhe turned off the fire and poured the porridge in the pot again blankly. As soon as he was about to start another pot, the phone rang again, still the strange number.

"Who?"

Suddenly I heard Song Xuanhe's voice, but he obviously didn't expect it, and there was no sound for several seconds.

Song Xuanhe frowned and closed the refrigerator. The frustration and anger of not even cooking the porridge was sent to the person opposite the phone: "If you have a fart, let it go."

Obviously he came back to his senses over there, and hurriedly said: "It's me, Master Song, I'm Catkins."

Song Xuan paused and raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"Do you have time lately? I want to make an appointment with you. I want to tell you something."

Song Xuanhe thought about it, but within half a second, he thought about the willow catkin's plan clearly. He raised the corners of his mouth and said in a harsh tone: "This young master can you see if you want to?"

Liu Xu didn't expect Song Xuanhe to have such an attitude, but she still said softly: "I have something very important to tell you. It concerns your family and your parents. I think you must know."

"Oh?" Song Xuanhe found a chair in the dining room and sat down, with a casual voice, "Is it important?"

"Correct."

Song Xuan and Wan Xinde squeezed the anti-scalding pad on the table, lifted it up and put it down, their voices were puzzled: "But I can't figure out why Liu Yinghou has important news about our Song family in his hands."

"Can't talk about the Song family." Liu Xu said softly, "but it has something to do with your mother."

Song Xuanhe sneered silently, curled his lips and said, "Since this is the case, let's set a time after Liu Ying."

The catkin was overjoyed and quickly said: "How about next Tuesday? The location is Liuqu River."

Liuquxi is a very private teahouse. Many celebrities and politicians and business leaders will go there to drink tea. I heard that the owner behind it is very mysterious. The catkins will choose there. It is indeed very safe.

Song Xuanhe's voice was calm, but the smile on his face carried the bad energy of every calculation talent. He said slowly, "Okay, see you on Tuesday."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xuanhe glanced at the time. After seeing the above nine ten ten, he couldn't help but swear, and then he made a call to Remember and sent Xiao Yuanmu's ward address. .

When Song Xuanhe rushed to the hospital, Xiao Yuanmu was already drinking porridge. Seeing him coming in to scoop the porridge, he paused and gave him a faint glance, then curled his lips: "You are here. Delicious."

Hearing his voice, Song Xuan paused in his footsteps, and hurriedly swept his face that had returned to normal, and that he was not empty in the hospital gown, but rather tall and straight, and finally stopped his eyes on him holding the wooden spoon. , With well-knotted fingers, pursed his mouth: "Buying a midnight snack will cause trouble, what else can you do?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanmu squinted his eyes slightly, and turned his eyes around Song Xuanhe for a week without a trace, and stayed on his gently pursed lips for a few more seconds, then he withdrew his gaze and drank the porridge slowly. , Said lightly: "Are you still angry?"

Song Xuanhe stood there, his expression blank for a moment, and his slightly turning pupils were innocent. After a few seconds, he reacted, his expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand on his side to his chest with a clear voice. They are all a little higher: "Why am I angry? Why am I angry? Just because you kissed me? Are you funny?"

"It's good not to be angry."

Hearing Song Xuan and a laser cannon questioning, Xiao Yuanmu didn't even raise his eyes. He put down the spoon in his hand, and his tone was flat. It seemed that he was just asking casually. Song Xuan and his mind just organized ready to be ready. The retort was stuck in his throat.

It was as if a fist hit the cotton, soft and suffocated.

Song Xuanhe raised his eyes, just to meet Xiao Yuanmu's gaze, calm and deep, like an endless sea, and like a bottomless abyss, he blinked hesitantly, and quickly passed a trace of inexplicability in his heart. Strange feeling.

Before he could catch the silky light, a nurse opened the door to help Xiao Yuanmu tidy up the table top, and said in a soft voice: "Mr. Xiao, I will help you take your temperature again, if there is no problem. , You can be discharged from the hospital."

After the nurse carefully helped Xiao Yuanmu take his temperature, he said softly: "The doctor asked me to tell you that you have just had a high fever. Please lighten your diet recently. Although there are only abrasions on your legs, it is best not to exercise too much. You need to change the dressing every day. If there is no one to help you, I can go to your home to change the dressing for you after get off work."

After speaking the last sentence, the pretty-faced nurse has flushed cheeks, and she has infinite affection flowing with her every move.

However, Xiao Yuanmu did not feel the affection of others at all, and his tone was polite and alienated: "No need, someone will change my dressing."

Song Xuanhe took a change of clothes and walked to the sofa next to him and sat down, watching with interest this good show of Luohua deliberately flowing and ruthless.

The nurse was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but still smiled. Ai Ai said, "Then if you have any questions, you can contact me. I will definitely rush to help you."

"Thank you."

Xiao Yuanmu nodded lightly, as if he couldn't understand the nurse's suggestion that he wanted to contact him, his expression was light, and he didn't have a hint of speech.

Only then did the nurse realize that she was not at all possible. She lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Then Mr. Xiao, I will go out first and see you later."

Song Xuanhe just watched from entering the door to now without even giving him a female nurse against his head, leaving the ward with infinite loss. After that, three or four nurses came in and went out under various names. , Attentive and attentive, shy and gentle, almost took Xiao Yuanmu's hospital gown and personally helped him change into the clothes he was going to wear when he was discharged from the hospital.

"I'm going to change clothes, can I trouble you to go out first?"

Finally, Xiao Yuanmu's clear voice sounded, and the final tone was low and magnetic, making the cheeks of the two nurses around him redder, nodding shyly, and then turning their heads one step at a time, reluctantly leaving.

Song Xuanhe couldn't help but sneered. As soon as he was about to ridicule, he saw that Xiao Yuanmu had taken off his shirt and was facing his direction.

Song Xuan and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and quickly turned his head away: "What are you doing!"

Hearing his voice, Xiao Yuanmu took off his clothes, his indifferent face seemed to have a smile, but there was no wave in his eyes, and there was an imperceptible scrutiny hidden in his eyes.

"Undress."

Xiao Yuanmu replied with a clear voice, calm and innocent, as if he didn't understand why he asked knowingly.

"Of course I know that you are undressing!" Song Xuanhe couldn't help turning his head to stare at him. He paused when his gaze scanned his firm and neat abdominal muscles, and then quickly turned back, his tone even more annoyed, "I am Say why don't you go to the bathroom when you take off your clothes!"

Xiao Yuanmu put the taken off hospital gown on the bed, picked up the shirt next to him, did not put it on, just walked to Song Xuanhe's side, and whispered: "Why go to the bathroom?"

The voice sounded above his head, and in a blink of an eye he saw Xiao Yuanmu's mermaid line covered by his pants. Song Xuanhe quickly looked away. He didn't think it was a big deal, but his heartbeat became uncontrollably louder. Obviously, I have seen countless fruit bodies, and even though Xiao Yuan Mu fruit body felt perfect before seeing it, he didn't know why, but now he felt that there was fire burning on his back.

Just because of a kiss?Song Xuan thought with his thoughts drifting, it shouldn't be, he didn't have this symptom before kissing others.

Probably...I feel guilty, knowing that he will be in a car accident but didn't stop him, this kind of conscientious condemnation makes him flustered, and he will feel guilty when he sees Xiao Yuanmu, so he has this strange feeling.

Song Xuanhe suddenly realized that after figuring it out, his tight body also relaxed.

"You drove the nurses away by yourself, didn't you just want to be seen by others?" Song Xuan and his tone became more relaxed: "Since you don't want to be seen, you just want to go to the bathroom."

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him condescendingly, and collected Song Xuan and all his expressions in his eyes. The doubts in his heart were even worse. There was a trace of coldness in his eyes, but his expression did not reveal half of his emotions. He leaned slightly in his ears. Bian whispered: "Because you are different from others."

With warm breathing on the tips of his ears, Song Xuan and his newly relaxed body became stiff, and his eyes that had just dared to drift for a while were focused on the vase in front. He unconsciously licked his lips and took a deep breath. Only when he calmed down, he pushed Xiao Yuanmu away, pretending to be impatient: "Of course it's not the same. They are women and I am a man. Why do you change your clothes so much?"

Unsuspectingly pushed back by Song Xuanhe for half a step, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, which were still calm just now, suddenly became deep. His eyes flicked over Song Xuanhe's slightly moist mouth corners and red ear tips. The waves in the middle gradually calmed down, hiding all the unpredictable emotions under his eyes, and putting his shirt on him.

Seeing Xiao Yuanmu changing his clothes quietly and not talking to him anymore, Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief. After he changed his clothes, Song Xuanhe stood up and said, "Let’s go, it’s late, let’s go outside. Have something to eat before going back."

Xiao Yuan Muluo nodded slightly, his tone was cold: "Yeah."

As soon as the two walked to the door, the sound of knocking on the door rang, and someone asked, "Can you come in?"

The voice outside the door was somewhat familiar, Song Xuanhe reacted within two seconds, subconsciously raising his head to look at Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu was also looking at him. His eyes were curled back and forth, and his not-so-wide double eyelids were creases at the end of the eyes. At this time, he slightly lowered his eyes to look at him, his slender eyelashes were hanging slightly, and his ordinary face The eyes of the upper hook were set on his face as clean and cold, like white snow on a high mountain, thousands of miles away.

He asked: "Who is outside?"

"The person who bumped into you yesterday." Song Xuanhe withdrew his gaze, opening the door a little hurriedly, "What for?"

Seeing Song Xuanhe looking at him with a cold face, Wei Chen couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, you are not welcome?"

Song Xuanhe looked at him so coldly, and the answer was self-evident.

Upon seeing this, Wei Chen couldn't hold back a smile and said: "I only saw the victims' families clamoring for compensation from the perpetrators. I didn't expect that there would be someone like you who wished the perpetrators would not come over without taking a cent. "

"Now you saw it." Song Xuanhe lifted the corner of his mouth and said without a smile.

"I saw it." Weichen frowned, sighed and shook his head proudly and helplessly: "But I am kind and honest and generous and have a strong sense of responsibility, for fear of accidental victims and The victim’s family disappeared, so he hurried over to compensate."

Song Xuan and the corners of his mouth twitched. He really hadn't seen anyone shameless than Weichen.

Xiao Yuanmu saw the familiar face outside the door at a glance. He raised his mouth without a trace, but a trace of coldness passed through his eyes. He walked behind Song Xuanhe, looked at the man outside the door, and whispered: "You who is it?"

Weichen met Xiao Yuanmu's gaze, and the corners of his mouth gradually flattened, his expression changed from relaxed to alert, and his instinct told him that this man was very dangerous.

"This is Weichen." Song Xuanhe introduced: "The person who hit you."

The Weichen did not speak, and stared at Xiao Yuanmu for an instant. He grew up in a large courtyard. It is common for high-ranking elders to eat at a table. They are comfortable with any big scene, but this shuddering sense of crisis The feeling of oppression with the superior is the first time in history.

Even if the man in front of him has a cold face, his eyes are calm, his temperament looks just cold, ordinary people may only think that he is indifferent and harmless, but he grew up in the uppermost circle and began to cultivate the skills of seeing people when he was young. , He believed his instinct.

Yesterday he went back and checked. Song Xuan and the second young master of the Song family are absolutely true. But this person will never grow up in an orphanage, an orphan without a father or mother, if he grew up in a welfare institution. Orphans can have his calm and indifferent temperament, and ordinary parents don't need to raise children anymore, just throw them into the orphanage.

Xiao Yuanmu had a lot of dealings with Weichen in his last life. You can tell what he was thinking by looking at his expression. At this time, Weichen was only in his early twenties, and his expression management was far from outstanding. The fear almost overflowed his eyes, making him suddenly amused.

Song Xuanhe and Weichen, but they just woke up and saw two acquaintances before, but both of them are different from what he saw at this point in his previous life. Then, this difference is caused. What is the reason.

Xiao Yuanmu's gaze flicked over Song Xuan and the hair whirling above his head, and at the Shang Weichen, he faintly curled his lips, and said, "What can I do with you?"

Weichen kept staring at Xiao Yuanmu closely. He found that the moment Xiao Yuanmu spoke, his temperament had changed. This change was very subtle, but he could easily detect it-Xiao Yuanmu The whole body suddenly recovered, the temperament became the same as the surface, cold and indifferent, but it would never give people a sense of oppression.

Seeing this, not only did the Weichen not let go of his vigilance, he was even more afraid of Xiao Yuanmu.

A person who can instantly change his aura, a dangerous element who can easily pretend to be a harmless person, is more terrifying than an exposed strong aura, such a person is definitely not a thing in the pool.

It takes only a few seconds to weigh the pros and cons and build a high defense. In Song Xuanhe's opinion, Weichen answered Xiao Yuanmu's question almost instantly. He put away the laughter on his face and introduced himself politely: "You Okay, I’m Weichen. Yesterday it was too rainy. I saw that there were almost no vehicles and pedestrians on the road and turned on the high beam. I didn’t expect to hit you because of it. I am very sorry for that. Now I come here to compensate you for your loss. Medical expenses and various expenses."

Song Xuanhe intuitively felt Weichen's ability to change his face in one second. No wonder he could become one of Xiao Yuanmu's suitors in his previous life. The ability to change his face and the face comparable to the city wall alone are enough to learn from a crowd of suitors. Stand out.

Xiao Yuanmu said indifferently: "I heard that you have already paid for the medical expenses. These are enough."

Weichen was not surprised when he heard this. Xiao Yuanmu's kind of imposing person could never be the one who lacked money. Through this, he also confirmed his guess that Xiao Yuanmu could not be an orphan.

It's just that he doesn't know what his true identity is. It stands to reason that there are very few families that can raise Xiao Yuanmu's temperament. He knows all the children of the top family in China, but he has never seen him. Past Xiao Yuanmu's figure.

With inquiry and suspicion, Weichen smiled and said: "If this is the case, please two of you must agree to let me treat you to a meal, otherwise I will have a bad conscience."

Hearing this, Song Xuanhe couldn't help but sneered. He didn't believe Weichen had any conscience.

Seeing Song Xuanhe's bright ridicule on his face, Weichen was not annoyed, and his expression remained sincere: "What I said is true. It is better to hit the sun if you choose a day. If the two are fine, let's have dinner together at noon today."

Anyway, you have to eat, one more person is just one more pair of chopsticks, and there are others who treat you, Song Xuanhe heard the courteous invitation of the guard, and decided to comply with the strong attraction between the protagonists.

He said: "It just happens that we are going to have a meal, so let's go together."

After hearing the words, the Weichen looked at Xiao Yuanmu subconsciously, only to see that he lowered his eyes, probably looking at Song Xuanhe, and his expression was calm but unpredictable. It was not until Song Xuanhe raised his head that he looked away and quietly agreed. .

The three of them left the hospital together. On the way to the restaurant, Song Xuanhe still felt a little weird. He didn't expect that one day he would be able to eat peacefully with the men in Xiao Yuanmu's harem.

Weichen took them to a private restaurant. In a small courtyard in the old alley, it was secluded but not quiet. With a few traces of human smoke and fire, there was already a bit of expectation before the food was served.

"The home-cooked food here is very authentic. Usually, I and I often come here for small gatherings. Later you will try the taste and think it is delicious. We can come again next time."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan raised the corners of their mouths. They didn't expect that Weichen, a big man, would be very scheming to chase a man around, but his mobility was quite strong. At this time, he began to make appointments for the second meal.

"Song Shao, what do you think?"

Song Xuanhe heard Weichen's words as soon as the complaint in his heart was over. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and replied almost in the next second: "If it tastes good, I will come back naturally."

Weichen smiled, glanced across Xiao Yuanmu's calm face, and said to Song Xuan, "Well, we are also having a meal together. Mr. Wei Song Shao sounds so strange, or let's call each other names. , You can just call me Weichen."

"It doesn't matter."

Knowing that the Weichen Drunkard's intention is not to drink, Song Xuanhe has nothing to do.

On the contrary, Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes and spoke indifferently: "It's only the first time we met with Mr. Wei. Maybe we are not as familiar with Mr. Wei's imagination."

As soon as Xiao Yuanmu said this, Weichen was not surprised, Song Xuanhe was surprised.

Xiao Yuanmu was so cherished words before, even if he overturned the food or almost forced him to say a few more words, this was the first time we met with Weichen, he directly said long sentences with others. Now, the difference in treatment between this cannon fodder and the protagonist is too big.

Just after Song Xuanhe thought about it, he heard the system in his mind: [I think something is wrong with the boss.

[Of course something is wrong.Song Xuanhe waited for Weichen's answer with interest, and focused on the system. [Weichen is one of his future men, can you be right?

[No.The system voice was a little anxious, but couldn't say anything, just said: [I mean, he is not right.

[What's wrong?

Song Xuanhe followed the system’s words and asked. Before the system had spoken, he heard Weichen say: "I’ve met you for the first time, but He Xuanhe doesn’t count. We’ve met several times at banquets before. I didn’t say hello but I knew each other well. Even if I didn’t count those few times, it was the second time I met yesterday and today. The name is normal."

Song Xuanhe didn't expect that the rivalry between the two protagonists would pull him in. Moreover, after Weichen finished speaking, he asked for his opinion and asked him: "What do you think, Xuanhe."

At this moment, the eyes of both people fell on him.

Regarding the guard who pulled him in, Song Xuanhe swears in his heart, but he didn't want to really involve them, so he just laughed and said, "I don't care."

"In that case, I will call you that way from now on."

After Wei Chen finished speaking, he glanced at Xiao Yuanmu's unwavering expression, then chuckled and stopped speaking.

He is indeed afraid of Xiao Yuanmu's inexplicable sense of danger, but it does not mean that he will shrink and shrink. At least his family and the education he receives do not allow him to fear and escape. On the contrary, what he is best at is to overcome difficulties. , The more challenging he is, the more he likes it.

After returning home, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu went back to their respective rooms.

After Song Xuanhe returned to the room, they continued to draw on the design drawings that they had not finished before. Halfway through the drawing, they suddenly remembered what the system hadn't finished speaking during the meal, and couldn't help asking: [Doozi, what was wrong with Xiao Yuanmu?

The system answered quickly: [I am not sure for the time being, and it has not been detected yet. I will tell you when it is detected.

Song Xuanhe nodded indifferently, and focused his attention on his painting book.

Time passed quickly, when Song Xuanhe raised his head, there was no light outside the window, and the bright moon was hanging high.

He glanced at the time and realized that it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was early for dinner. He didn't think there was anything at all. When he thought about it, his stomach screamed.

Song Xuanhe suddenly thought that Xiao Yuanmu's injury hadn't healed, so it would be impossible to cook dinner, but he was so hungry now that it would take so long for someone to deliver food, so it would be better to do it himself.

[Are you serious, brother?

After Song Xuanhe walked into the kitchen, the voice of the system rang in his mind.

He looked at the recipe on the phone and asked: [Do you look at me like a joke?

The system stopped talking, Song Xuanhe also looked at the recipe quietly, trying to find a simple and nutritious dish that also reflected the cooking skills.

Fifteen minutes later, Song Xuanhe did not find it either.

He resignedly rummaged through the cabinet and took out the instant noodles he had put in the shopping cart when he went to the supermarket with Xiao Yuanmu last time. He got up and boiled the water. He was about to tear the instant noodles. Suddenly he thought of something and asked: "Can patients eat instant noodles?"

The system checked and answered: [It is best not to eat.

Song Xuanhe glanced at the instant noodle packaging. He was still singing about the empty city plan. He could only take out his mobile phone and make a meal ordering call, and then continued to cook the noodles.

He has a small appetite, but one pack of instant noodles is definitely not full, so he ordered the two packs together. When the instant noodles were out of the pot, he almost couldn't wait to go to the restaurant with the instant noodles.

However, as soon as he turned around, Song Xuanhe saw Xiao Yuanmu standing in the dining room looking at the kitchen, and his sight fell on the instant noodle in his hand.

Although knowing that the patient is not good to eat instant noodles, after thinking about it, Song Xuanhe still asked politely, "Are you eating?"

"eat."

The two were sitting on both sides of the dining table. The pot for cooking instant noodles was placed in the center of the table. A bowl was placed in front of each person. The noodles were picked up with chopsticks and placed in the bowl.

Two packs of instant noodles were given to two men. Even if they both ate the same, it was just a matter of chopsticks. So within a few minutes, the instant noodles had been eaten clean.

As soon as Xiao Yuanmu put down his chopsticks, he noticed the sight of the other person. He raised his eyes lightly, and met Song Xuan and Cheng Che’s eyes, only to see that he did not evade, squeezing the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. .

Xiao Yuanmu looked at him lightly, waiting for him to speak.

However, after waiting for half a minute, Song Xuanhe didn't seem to have the intention to speak. He just looked at his eyes not as bright as before, and he seemed a little disappointed.

He was a little puzzled, but he was not interested in delving into it. Although he wanted to know why Song Xuanhe was completely different from his previous memories, he was unwilling to put more effort into his emotions. What he wanted to know was just the result. The reason for the difference in memory is nothing.

Therefore, Xiao Yuanmu looked away without a trace of hesitation. Just as he was about to get up, a picture emerged in his mind—Song Xuanhe's face lifted from the tomato and egg noodles in front of him, his eyes sparkling With a smile, he said to him: "It's delicious."

This is Song Xuanhe, who is completely inconsistent with his memory, but it is the real Song Xuanhe in his memory of this life. Xiao Yuanmu does not know which Song Xuanhe’s true face is, but it is undeniable. Before he was born again, Xiao Yuanmu, who had not experienced everything at the age of twenty-two, was sincere about this Song Xuanhe.

"good to eat."

The voice came out of his throat, Xiao Yuanmu himself was a little surprised, but after seeing Song Xuan and the suddenly lit eyes, the irritation that seemed uncontrollable just subsided again.

Song Xuanhe bent his eyes, he could feel his pride even when he pressed the corner of his mouth. He pretended to be indifferent and said, "In fact, it's just average. After all, this is my first time cooking."

Xiao Yuanmu's gaze swept over the corners of his mouth, which was still rising under the pressure, and the words he heard when he first came down in his mind rang out-can patients eat instant noodles?

I don't know if it is the reason for the memory fusion, and the corners of his mouth can't help but raise a little.

As soon as Song Xuanhe put the bowls into the kitchen, they heard the door bell, opened the door to take the takeaway, and said to Xiao Yuanmu in the living room: "I ordered the takeaway, do you want to eat?"

Seeing the name printed on the paper bag in his hand, Xiao Yuanmu raised his eyes to look at Song Xuanhe's indifferent expression as if just stopping by and calling him, got up and followed him to the restaurant.

Sure enough, there are all light dishes and a cup of bone soup. You can tell who prepared it at a glance.

Against Xiao Yuanmu's seemingly profound gaze, Song Xuanhe took a few mouthfuls and got up, and said, "After you finish eating, throw it into the kitchen. I'll go up first."

Without waiting for Xiao Yuanmu's answer, he left the restaurant and went upstairs.

Xiao Yuanmu continued to eat dinner slowly. After eating, he took the takeaway into the kitchen. He opened the trash can and found a thick and black object inside. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that it was rice with more water.

He scanned the surroundings and saw the eggshells on the stovetop and the half-cut meat on the sticky board. The meat did not look like it was just cut. His eyes shifted and landed on a sink in the sink. On the pot, white rice and yellow eggs are stuck in the pot, which is similar to the brown objects in the trash can.

If he guessed correctly, this should be-porridge?

Song Xuanhe received a phone call just after taking a shower. The university classmate invited him to attend the opening reception of the studio. This classmate is not very familiar in the memory of the original owner, but this reception is a node in the plot.

Therefore, when the invitation was made over there, he directly agreed without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xuanhe wiped his hair casually and was about to go to bed. Before he got to the bed, he heard a knock on the door.

Song Xuanhe stood still and looked at the door with a dazed expression. There were only two people in this house. You can imagine who is knocking on the door now.

However, Xiao Yuanmu had never actively knocked on his door before.In personal space, they can be said to be very tacit understanding of the well water and the river water.

At this time, what did Xiao Yuanmu intend to knock on the door suddenly?

It is estimated that Song Xuanhe hasn’t made any noise here. Xiao Yuanmu’s knocking on the door stopped, and a clear voice sounded from outside the door. Even across the door panel, there was a low, string-like magnetism: "Can you help Do I apply medicine?"

Song Xuanhe's expression changed slightly, frowning and looking at the log door for a while, before finally raising his leg and walking over.

The door opened, Xiao Yuanmu handed the bandage to Song Xuanhe, and said, "It is not convenient for me to take medicine on my left hand. I will trouble you."

Song Xuanhe took the bandage, turned around and walked towards the room, stopped by the sofa and said, "Sit down and wait for me."

Xiao Yuanmu nodded, and when he saw Song Xuanhe leave the room, he slowly got up, looked around the room furnishings, his gaze fell on the desk in the cubicle study, and there seemed to be something on it.

He walked straight, and paused when he was a few steps away from the desk, and saw a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw the sketchbook spread out on the desk.

On the open sketchbook, there is a sketch of a man's profile. Although the strokes are simple, it captures the form and spirit very accurately. Anyone who has seen him can recognize him as the man drawn on the paper.

The author has something to say: Song Xuanhe: Is it the loss of morality or the loss of humanity? In the middle of the night, a young man broke into a room of the same sex and did such a thing...

Xiao Yuanmu: You can do whatever you want as long as you like it.

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Chacha Jun threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-22 20:22:41

Nanzhi threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-22 21:59:15

Ye Jiang Yuange threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-22 23:03:48

Nannie Dabei threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-23 01:25:53

Quark threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-23 17:16:23

Cha Cha Jun threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-23 20:40:30

Liuying threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-23 20:47:46

Ye Jiang Yuange threw a landmine Throwing time: 2018-08-23 22:43:07

Everyone is spending money, I will buy more milk powder for my cub so that he can grow up quickly.