Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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When Song Xuanhe came up with the medicine box, he was relieved to see Xiao Yuanmu still sitting on the spot quietly.

When he went downstairs, he remembered that the desk had an unfinished design drawing. The original owner and the costume designer couldn’t work together. What's more, he has such outstanding talents. You can get a glimpse of it only from the design drawings. I don't believe that anyone who has never been in contact can be so amazing and amazing.

The system listened to Song Xuan and the boasting words without any fluctuations, and then did not hesitate to discard these data as junk data. After thinking for a long time, in the end it was thoughtful and did not look at Xiao Yuanmu’s design drawings and except for scanning. There was no other expression at all to tell him.

Putting the medicine box on the floor, Song Xuanhe thought for a while, and directly sat on the carpet, raised his head and said to Xiao Yuanmu: "You lift your pants."

Xiao Yuanmu pulled off his trouser legs, revealing a wound on his calf. Although the doctor said it was just a fleshy wound, when he removed the gauze, the abrasion that took up almost half of the calf looked a bit hideous.

Song Xuan frowned slightly and unconsciously chuckled, and asked, "Did it have been scratched by a stone? How could it be so big, and why didn't the doctor sew it for you."

The wound on Xiao Yuanmu's leg looked very big, but in fact the large area was abrasions, except for the middle part of the calf, where a cut was made, and the skin and flesh were split. It has not yet healed.

"It's just a minor injury, no need to stitch."

Xiao Yuanmu lowered his head slightly, looking at Song Xuanhe's appearance of taking medicine seriously with the corner of his mouth. When he just reached his mouth and wanted to test, he swallowed again as he frowned and twitched the corner of his mouth. As if it hurts like him.

Song Xuanhe pulled off the gauze sticking to him a little bit, and pulled off a little bit of his mouth, for fear of causing him a second trauma.

When he finally changed the gauze, he sighed, and after relaxing, he felt a layer of sweat on his forehead.

Young Master Song Xiao has been raising a golden treasure since he was young. Even after his parents passed away, his grandfather's family is a big family. Although there is no family affection at all, the servants who take care of him are also careful to prevent him from bumping into each other for fear of being difficult to deal with, so in high school Before the fight, he had hardly suffered any injuries.

After his first fight in high school and his defeat in five-fights, he bit his breath and learned to fight with a retired special soldier. No matter how hard he is, he is not afraid of tiredness. After learning, almost no one can hurt him, so Xiao Yuanmu The wound on his leg felt painful when he looked at it.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you the medicine, if you hurt, just say it, I'll start it lightly."

Seeing Song Xuanhe's frowning eyebrows, Xiao Yuanmu responded softly, but did not make any noise during that time. No one saw him. The corners of his mouth were slightly pressed against a smile that he didn't even notice.

After changing the medicine, Song Xuanhe stood up and moved his neck. He felt that changing the medicine to Xiao Yuanmu was more cautious than playing board in the studio. If Xiao Yuanmu had not been responsible for the car accident, he would never do this. Kind of thing.

Xiao Yuanmu also got up at the right time and looked at Song Xuanhe who was packing the medicine box and said, "Thank you."

"It was originally the car accident caused by me asking you to buy porridge." Song Xuanhe waved his hand, "It is also my responsibility to change your medicine."

"I'll buy it for you next time."

As soon as he said this, not only Song Xuanhe's eyes widened in surprise, Xiao Yuanmu himself was a little dazed, but his dazedness was only a moment, and he quickly regained his usual indifferent expression. He suddenly remembered his purpose. , Looked into Song Xuanhe's eyes and asked: "Why were you following me on the day of the car accident."

Not "Are you following me?" but "Why are you following me?" Xiao Yuanmu's calm tone made Song Xuanhe even rebuttal.

However, Song Xuan and his mind turned extremely fast, but within half a second, he said naturally: "The rain was too heavy that day. If you don't come back after buying porridge for so long, I will go to you."

Xiao Yuanmu was noncommittal, but just asked again: "Then why don't you tell me to get in the car."

"What do you mean?"

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and asked flatly.

It has been a long time since no one dared to ask him in front of him. Suddenly seeing Song Xuanhe with raised eyebrows, Xiao Yuanmu was momentarily in a daze. The memory that had been merged in his mind was confused for a moment, but his ears suddenly sounded like himself. The voice of —— I bought the porridge and you won’t be angry anymore, okay?

At that time, Song Xuanhe didn't ask him to get in the car but chose to follow him behind him. Was it because he was still angry?

The reason for the anger... Almost the next instant, Xiao Yuanmu's mind showed the scene of him pressing Song Xuan and a deep kiss in the box.

After returning to his senses, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flickered, and he quickly looked away, and said, "I'm back to the room."

Without waiting for Song Xuan's reaction, Xiao Yuanmu left without turning his head while holding the medicine cabinet, seeming to move a little faster than when he entered.

Back in the room, Xiao Yuanmu stood still on the spot with a hesitant expression. He had no doubt that if he stayed for another second, the five words "Are you still angry" would blur out.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes rippled as quiet as water, and then he became calm again.

The most important thing now is to investigate clearly why Song Xuanhe's memories are so different from his previous two lives.

After the heavy rain on Friday, there were two days of continuous light rain, and by Monday, the weather finally cleared.

The backward scenery outside the window passed in Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, but it failed to attract the slightest attention. He was thinking about what happened in the morning.

He is used to getting up early and running in the morning, so as usual, he got up for a run less than six o'clock and took a shower when he came back. When he went downstairs, he saw Song Xuanhe already sitting downstairs.

Seeing him come down, Song Xuanhe first looked at him up and down for a while before saying: "The wound on your leg hasn't healed yet, so why go for a morning jog?"

Xiao Yuanmu didn't want to answer at first, but when he saw the worry that he couldn't hide even if he concealed it, he blurted out: "It's okay."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan coldly snorted, and said, "Do you think I care about you? I mean it doesn't matter if you run, but don't delay my breakfast."

At the end of the speech, he added something like a compromise: "For the sake of your wounds, just eat tomato and egg noodles."

Only then did Xiao Yuanmu think of him before his rebirth in this life. Every morning he personally cooks breakfast for Song Xuan and eats, and several pictures appear in his mind at the right time, all of which are scenes of him having breakfast with Song Xuanhe.

In the picture, he appeared cold, but he knew from memory that he was actually very happy in his heart, and even before going to bed every night, he would figure out the breakfast recipe for the next day, no matter how many times he cooked, watch Song Xuanhe After eating his cooking, and then listening to him say something delicious to him, his mood will improve.

This is really, very hopeless.

Although Xiao Yuanmu didn’t know why this life was roughly the same as before, the development between him and Song Xuanhe was completely different. But he didn’t want to be used to Song Xuanhe again as he remembered. The anger made secretly happy.

As a result, Xiao Yuanmu's voice was slightly cold, and he said calmly: "Don't do it."

Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe immediately raised his head to look at him, his clear eyes seemed to be full of accusations, but he snorted coldly and said, "Then don't do it."

The tone was domineering and pretending to be disdainful, and finally overlapped with the appearance in his previous memory, but there was not the slightest sense of disgust that made people want to pinch his neck and tear it apart in his previous memory.

On the contrary, he didn't even have any disgust, and there was another feeling.

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes sinked slightly, and it seemed that the memory before his rebirth in this life had a greater impact on him than he thought.

Song Xuan and Xiao Yuanmu had been looking out the window and didn’t speak. They didn’t know why they felt a little awkward. Since his car accident, he felt that there was something different between him and Xiao Yuanmu, but he wanted to go. I didn't think about what caused it.

The car accident, or the kiss.

The quieter, the easier it is to think randomly. Song Xuanhe turned on the speaker casually, trying to break the quiet atmosphere in the car.

"It's another clear morning, hello everyone, we are in the morning mood..."

Song Xuanhe glanced at the stereo. He thought it would be music, but it didn't matter if the broadcast was available.

"Yesterday our official blog received a lot of comments, and the one with the highest number of likes was written: Yesterday a boy kissed me. I was actually a little happy, and there was no rejection as expected, but I always thought I liked it before. It’s a girl, and it happened too suddenly, and it’s not clear whether I like him or not. I hope I can give me tips in the morning."

What's up?Song Xuanhe twitched his hands holding the steering wheel. On Monday morning, the traffic situation was not broadcasted and he did not make some exciting spiritual chicken soup. How did they start emotional consultation.

However, the radio has just been turned on, and will it be turned off right away, does it seem that he wants to cover up or is guilty?

Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu without any trace of his light, and saw that he hadn't looked out the window anymore, sitting quietly with his eyes down slightly, instead of listening to the radio.

He could only dispel the idea of ​​turning off the stereo immediately, and continued driving without changing his face, listening to the broadcast with his ears erected. If there was something wrong, he would immediately turn it off.

"...Hahahahaha, every first love affair makes people feel happy, this netizen, if you are listening now, you must be serious. In Chenchen's opinion, before meeting the right person, ideal type It's just another way of manifesting expectations for yourself. If you exclude gender, you can analyze the ideal three views and personality. Is it the same as what you expect from yourself?"

"Actually, it is not easy to like a person, but it is very easy to figure out whether you like a person or not. It is roughly the following items. If you meet more than three items, then you must like him."

"First, I will be very happy to see him."

Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't feel much happy seeing Xiao Yuanmu.

"Second, I always want to share with him as soon as I see anything that is happy and novel."

Happy new things?Song Xuanhe thought for a while, he didn't see any happy and novel things, even if he saw it, he wouldn't think of Xiao Yuanmu.

"Third, I can't help but want to be nice to him, and I can't help but want to agree to all his requirements, even if it is something that I never did before, as long as he says, you are willing to do it for him."

No, Song Xuanhe relaxed completely. It seemed that he was thinking too much.

"Fourth, I don't reject any close contact with him. Sometimes I even feel good and want to be more intimate."

"If the above four items meet at least three, then you fall in love with him. If there are two items, it means you like him. If you meet one item, then you have a good impression and you can consider developing."

Song Xuanhe was in a good mood. He was a little chic when he turned the steering wheel. He didn't notice that Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes when the host talked about the summary, and the corners of his mouth were unnaturally pressed.

The sound in the speaker continued: "There is one more thing I forgot to mention. When I said the above four, you have been comparing the person in your mind with these conditions. That proves that you are a little excited! "

Song Xuan's steering wheel became stiff and almost turned into the green belt. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and avoided danger.

However, Xiao Yuanmu had already watched it at this time, and the car turned a big turn without changing his face. He just glanced at him lightly, then lowered his eyes again, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Xuan and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, remembering what was said on the radio just now, and suffocating that breath again.

He was a little moved by Xiao Yuanmu?

how is this possible!

Xiao Yuanmu is the man who wants to chase him in the future. He is not a masochist. Isn't it mortal to like Xiao Yuanmu?

He would have thought that Xiao Yuanmu was because there were only two of them in this car, so he would naturally use him for comparison, and it had nothing to do with the others.

This host is really full of nonsense. In order to attract attention, he can talk nonsense.

Song Xuanhe stepped on the accelerator and drove to the company faster, shortening the journey from ten minutes to five minutes.

Before getting off the car, Song Xuanhe suddenly remembered something, and said to Xiao Yuanmu: "I have something to do when I get off work today. Go back by yourself."

Xiao Yuan Muluo nodded slightly, his expression very indifferent.

After get off work, Song Xuanhe drove directly to the agreed place, pushed aside the box, and saw Xiao Shenglin and Zhou Nan sitting inside.

The two turned their heads when they saw the door opened. Xiao Shenglin nodded and smiled at him as a greeting. Zhou Nan waved his hand and said, "It's finally here, I'll starve to death."

Asking the waiter waiting outside the door to pass the food, Zhou Nan smiled and said to Song Xuan peacefully: "It's not easy to get you out. It shouldn't be the one in your family who has strict control."

Song Xuanhe casually pulled a stool to sit down and kicked him when he heard that, "Fart."

Zhou Nan was not annoyed, and joked: "The kiss you had last week was so hot, Qian Qin said that you are a good match for Xiao Yuanmu. If you really like him, it would be nice to live with peace of mind."

Xiao Shenglin also said after hearing this: "Since we are together we must be responsible, Xiao Yuanmu is not bad, I also think you are a good match."

Song Xuan and his hands folded his chest, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You guys are talking, where do you match? Is it true that good-looking people are worthy together?"

Zhou Nan supported the table with a retched, and said, "I'm going to eat soon, but don't be sick, can I do it."

The waiter carefully put the dishes on the table, and quietly pushed them out.

"If you have it, eat lightly." Song Xuanhe lazily stared at him, "Don't blame me for morning sickness, whoever asks you to find someone."

"Lin Zi!" Zhou Nan turned his head, and said to Xiao Shenglin: "I'll take you and hold me a bit later."

Xiao Shenglin smiled all over his face, and said with a smile, "It should be lighter."

Song Xuanhe laughed, Zhou Nanbai glanced at him and looked at Xiao Shenglin: "I found you changed."

Xiao Shenglin didn't change his face and smiled warmly: "A light diet is good for your health."

"I'm too lazy to be poor with you." Zhou Nan curled his lips, picked up the chopsticks and said: "To call you out today is for business, not for the two of you to unite against me."

Song Xuanhe picked up a chopsticks dish, found that it tasted good and ate a few more mouthfuls, until he felt that it was almost the case, then said, "What is it?"

Zhou Nan said, "You should know what I have studied in my university."

Xiao Shenglin Swen nodded, Song Xuanhe looked innocent: "I don't know."

Zhou Nan rolled his eyes, "Information Engineering, you know now."

"Oh." Song Xuanhe picked up a chopsticks dish and said lightly: "What then?"

Zhou Nan had no doubt that Song Xuan and the words "then what" and "what's up to me" mean the same thing.

But he just rolled his eyes, rolling too much is detrimental to his image, so he just glared at him and said, "Do you always know the Wei family?"

Song Xuan and the hand holding the chopsticks paused, then raised his head and said, "What's wrong with the Wei family?"

"It's not the Wei family, it's the Weichen." Zhou Nan said: "He studied medicine, but instead of going to the hospital after graduation, he started his own business. I asked, it seems to be the direction of medical robots. This is a state-supported project. With the backing of the guards, this company was almost escorted by the space carrier once it was opened. I heard that he was recruiting people. What do you think?"

"Do you want to participate?" Xiao Shenglin asked softly.

"Of course." Zhou Nan said, "Anyone who knows about this wants to get a share of the pie, but for the robot side, whether it is the pre-experiment or the post-delivery, a huge amount of money is needed. People of the same age want to join the group. Easy, and none of the people who came out of the compound were not arrogant. Weichen was the same. He chose investors not only to ask for money, but also to be able to participate in the experiment. There were only two of them. It’s nine, why not have my business."

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "You plan to bring us to join together. I don't think Weichen will hand over so many shares."

Since he is a partner, the division of shares is inevitable. Weichen's background is there. He just needs a huge investment, but it is absolutely impossible to allocate a large proportion of shares for this. Thinking about it, it would be even more impossible for him to partner with a group of people.

"You are wrong about that." Zhou Nan shook his head and analyzed: "As the founder, he absolutely takes the big head, but how to cut the small head into several points? It is to weigh the interests of all aspects. There is nothing impossible. Yes, but there are not too many people."

Song Xuanhe thought for a while and felt that what Zhou Nan said was indeed correct. However, "I don't know anything about robots, let alone medical treatment. It's useless if you pull me."

"How could I call you if you didn't want it." Zhou Nan shook his head, "You really don't have the resources that the Guardian wants, but you can get them."

Song Xuanhe was taken aback. Before he could react, he heard Zhou Nan say: "You forgot what your uncle did. The case materials in your uncle's hand are enough for the guard to be tempted."

Hearing what Zhou Nan said, Song Xuanhe pulled out the figure of such an uncle from his memory. The brother of the original owner’s mother, who is currently the director of a private hospital, is also a very well-known neurosurgery expert, and can be called neurosurgery in China. First person.

"Weichen intends to be a medical robot in brain department?" Song Xuanhe frowned.

The world in this book is no different from the level of science and technology in the world he is in. They are both in the initial stage of research on intelligent robots. Research on medical robots is indeed in line with the development trend. According to the current technology, it is just a variety of general surgical analysis. It's already very difficult, not to mention neurosurgery, which is simply a fantasy.

Zhou Nan didn’t know what Song Xuanhe was thinking, and followed his words and replied: “Yes, and he has received strong financial and technical support. Although I don’t know who it is, most people guess it may be. One of the eight chaebols, the eight chaebols plus the Wei family, so I said this is an aircraft carrier escort."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan's eyebrows jumped, and they suddenly remembered the scene where Xiao Yuanmu had a meal with Weichen the day before yesterday. Couldn't the eight great chaebols say it was the Xiao family?

Seeing that no one was speaking, Zhou Nan added: "Many people guess that it is either the James family or the Xiao family."

After speaking, he asked excitedly: "How is it, are you not interested?"

Song Xuanhe didn't hesitate: "Not interested."

Just kidding, after the end of the plot, he was afraid of running too late, how could he have something to do with Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Shenglin also shook his head: "I have no interest in this aspect. You should ask others."

Seeing that both of them rejected him, Zhou Nan sighed with hatred for iron failure, "Do you know what kind of opportunity this is? This is not an ordinary investment at all, but it may be an opportunity for the eight big families!"

Song Xuanhe was unmoved, Xiao Shenglin only pursed his lips and chuckled.

Zhou Nan shook his head, never expected that neither of them would agree, and even the eight chaebols could not move them.

However, Zhou Nan was not a tough person. Seeing that they were not interested, he stopped talking. Instead, he said, "Speaking of Weijia, I also heard a little incident. The guardian seemed to hit someone during the heavy rain last Friday. Not sure whether it is true."

Song Xuanhe happened to be full. Just about to put down his chopsticks to answer, the phone rang, and he paused when he noticed that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Xuanhe? I'm Weichen. A few days ago, I didn't mean to have dinner together next time. I found a nice restaurant..."

I don't know where the hand is pressed, the speaker turns on with the connected call, and Weichen's voice is clearly spread throughout every corner of the box.

The author has something to say: Xiao Yuanmu: Is the meal he ordered delicious or the noodle I made.

The big wide column that can’t be pushed down, asks for the collection of ducks, Xuan cub rubs it for you, and collects his old mother, okay~~~~