Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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Song Xuanhe disagreed, he and Xiao Yuanmu had no future, let alone remembering.

It just so happened that the dean came back at this time, and he got up and said: "Dean, you are back."

The dean came back hurriedly when he saw that the rain outside the window seemed a little lighter. He wanted to take advantage of this time, so he didn't come in, but said: "Now the rain is a little bit lighter, let's go over immediately.

Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu naturally had no objection. Song Xuanhe walked ahead with the dean. Xiao Yuanmu hugged the little milk dog and walked behind. Three people and one dog walked on the quiet path when they came, and the sound of the rainstorm was noisy. , Mixed with the little milk dog's groaning from time to time, no longer the eerie sense of terror.

Although the dean is old, his legs and feet are very flexible, and he walks a bit more flexible and lighter than Song Xuan and the two of them, without any delay, but in ten minutes he arrived on the second floor of the building where all the staff and teachers in the welfare institution are housed. Small building.

Xiao Yuanmu’s room was on the innermost side of the second floor, next to the dean’s room, so the three of them went upstairs together, and when they reached the door, the dean smiled: "There are toiletries in the bathroom, and I just showered it. Rain, you two had better take a shower and warm yourself up before going to bed."

"We know, grandma, you also rest early."

The dean said a few words before opening the door and entering the room.

Song Xuanhe turned his head to look at the wooden door at right angles to Xiao Yuanmu's room, walked over and pushed it open, and was a little surprised to see this small but clean bathroom: "Is this public?"

Xiao Yuanmu thought he disliked the shabby here, so he didn't speak, but Song Xuanhe said again: "The dean also got a little rain just now, should we let her wash it first?"

Without hearing Xiao Yuanmu's voice, Song Xuanhe closed the door and turned around and said, "Or the dean's room has a bathroom?"

"No." Xiao Yuanmu said, with a hint of warmth in his voice: "She is used to taking a bath there after dinner. Don't worry, grandma will cook a pot of hot water by herself."

When he was in the orphanage, Xiao Yuanmu's voice was always softer than usual, but it was the first time he took the initiative to explain this way. Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu in surprise, but didn't say much.

Xiao Yuanmu opened the door of the room and let Song Xuanhe in. Then, he put the little milk dog in his hand in the corner, took a piece of clothing to pad the puppy at will, and said, "You have all the clothes in my closet. You can wear it. Take it yourself and take a bath."

Song Xuanhe did not move. Instead, he watched Xiao Yuanmu wiping the little milk dog with interest. It was raining heavily just now, and seemed to have no direction. It was not just them, but also the little milk dog in Xiao Yuanmu's arms. It's wet, but by comparison, the rain on the little milk dog is nothing more than fur.

The little milk dog seems to know who really likes it and treats it well. When Xiao Yuanmu rubbed his body, he yelled and chirped. The tail behind him was shaken so that he could not see the afterimage, and he licked Xiao Yuanmu’s from time to time. hand.

"I picked this little guy back." Song Xuan snorted and said: "I didn't expect it would only pee at the savior, but wag its tail and lick its hands at you."

Xiao Yuanmu gently touched the little milk dog's head, the voice continued the previous gentleness, without the cold chill, it appeared clear and clean in the rain: "Animals are different from humans. They know who is good and who is bad. They don’t necessarily hold grudges, but once someone treats them well, they will remember them for a lifetime."

Song Xuanhe looked at Xiao Yuanmu's drooping eyes thoughtfully, curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect you to still like dogs."

Xiao Yuanmu put the dry little milk dog on the soft clothes, stood up and looked at Song Xuanhe, and said quietly: "Sometimes, dogs are more worthy of liking than people."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan nodded their heads in agreement, and said with a smile but a smile: "That's also true, otherwise there are no animals inferior to these four words."

To make a joke, he took it as soon as he saw it, took a piece of clothing in the closet at will, and said, "I'm going to take a bath first."

In the bathroom, the hot water poured down, and Song Xuanhe felt his coldness dissipated a lot.

[Unexpectedly, the boss had such a miserable life when he was young.

When the system's voice suddenly appeared, Song Xuanhe was washing his hair. When he relaxed, he was caught off guard. Even though it was a familiar voice, Song Xuanhe was surprised for a while.

But after the surprise, he regretted it momentarily. When he was just on the small road, he could have the system tell him what was behind him, but when he was scared at the time, he forgot. He knew that Xiao Yuan had pitted him, and the system did not take the initiative. Come out and tell him that the big brother usually yells frequently, but he didn't expect it to be so plastic.

Song Xuanhe thought of not carrying the system on his back. The system was a little aggrieved when he heard the words, and explained: [At that time, I went to check the things of the boss when he was a child, and did not pay attention to your situation. At that time, I was shocked. The protagonist went through so many things when he was young. Do you know why he is afraid of snakes?

Song Xuan paused with the shampooing action, the foam fell into his eyes, he wiped it off, and said lightly: [I don't know, I don't want to know.

The system froze for a moment. It thought Song Xuanhe would want to listen, but he didn't expect him to be interested at all. It couldn't help but wonder: [Why?

[There is no why.Song Xuanhe raised his head, letting the water rush on his forehead, and then stroked his eyelashes while flowing to the back of his head. After the hair was washed out, he said: [There is no need for more between me and Xiao Yuanmu At the intersection, there is a saying among human beings that curiosity kills a cat, and Xiao Yuanmu and I do the same. I know that he has too many things that are not good for me.

The system fell silent after hearing the words, and then asked for a while: Is it because you know he threatened you when he was afraid of snakes?

[No.

Song Xuanhe pursed his lower lip. He was not blind. Naturally, he would not think that Xiao Yuanmu was really threatening him at that time. It was not even a negative emotion at all, but it was not friendly. Xiao Yuanmu The light bursting from those dark eyes was hot and amazing.

To describe it, it is like the look in the eyes of a traveler who lacks water in the desert when he sees an oasis-crazy hot, and full of inevitable and possessive eyes.

Song Xuanhe was able to understand Xiao Yuanmu’s emotions at that moment. Some people were smashed into the secrets they didn’t want to be known. They would kill people for the first time because they were afraid of being difficult to control. But some people are also encountering this situation. At times, I felt excited instead.

It is always lonely and unbearable to carry any secret alone, even if it is a psychological shadow that is difficult to overcome, in front of those who have absolute control, it will not be their weakness for fearing the future. On the contrary, rather than hiding it deeply, They are more willing to completely wipe out the shadows.

If at this time, there is an insider who can absolutely grasp, then they will definitely find ways to truly hold this person in their palms, and then regard this person as the most special existence.

There are many kinds of special existences. They can be friends, relatives, couples, or subordinates. What is absolutely forbidden to change is their control over that person and their absolute intimacy.

He and Xiao Yuanmu have not reached this point. It is because of this that he is even less willing to know more about Xiao Yuanmu's past. People will always open their hearts to those who share common secrets or know their own secrets.

And he didn't need Xiao Yuanmu's open heart, because he knew that Xiao Yuanmu's past could indeed move him.

The system was puzzled. Seeing that Song Xuanhe had already taken a bath, he couldn't help asking: [What's that?

Song Xuanhe put on his clothes and his expression was shockingly indifferent: [I just said, because knowing too many things about him is not good for me at all, on the contrary, it will only bring harm.

The system stopped speaking, and Song Xuan and pushed the door to go out. After standing in the cold wind for a while, they shuddered before knocking on Xiao Yuanmu's door to enter.

Xiao Yuanmu was on the phone. He hung up when he saw Song Xuanhe coming in. He paused when he saw his white lips, and then said, "Uncomfortable?"

"No." Song Xuanhe wiped his hair with a towel, avoiding Xiao Yuanmu's nowadays and said lightly: "You go and wash it, it's late."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes stayed on him for a while, but he could only see the white towel that was tossed over with his finger movements. His eyes fell slightly and his voice returned to his usual coldness: "That's my towel. , There is only one."

Song Xuan paused with the movement of wiping his head, handed him the towel, then opened the quilt and sat on the bed and said, "I don't know, some are wet, sorry."

Xiao Yuanmu's eyes became darker, his eyes turned on Song Xuanhe's cold and visibly alienated face before he looked away, his tone of voice was unpredictable: "This seems to be the first time you apologized to me."

"It should be." Song Xuanhe shrank into the quilt, regardless of his wet hair, and said, "You kindly took me in, and you have harmed your interests for this. Of course I have to apologize."

The tone is natural and very polite, not at all the dullness of the previous instructions.

But for some reason, Xiao Yuanmu only felt an unknown fire in his heart. He threw the towel in his hand onto the bed, bent over to pinch Song Xuanhe’s chin, and said, “We are lovers, we can’t say to take it in, just say For my interests, you did harm a lot."

After speaking, Xiao Yuanmu directly covered Song Xuanhe’s lips. As the tip of his tongue pierced in, his hand reached out from the dressing room. Unlike the overbearing dominance between his lips and teeth, his hand brushed him carelessly. Smooth skin, but gentle movements.

Song Xuanhe was taken aback for a moment, and then left and struggled. Although he was extremely weak than Xiao Yuanmu, he was still a big man. It didn't take long before he broke away from his constraints.

Xiao Yuanmu straightened up, looked at him condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Between lovers, these are all normal. I haven't done it all the time. Isn't it harming my interests?"

Song Xuanhe had just been caught off guard by the kiss, and at this moment he heard his seemingly logical words, but they didn't have the slightest logic.

Xiao Yuanmu leaned forward again, staring at him under Song Xuanhe's vigilant gaze, and curled his lips: "Since it hurts my interests, I should apologize and...compensation is right?"

Xiao Yuanmu said the last three words as if biting the tail sound, deep and hoarse, seeming to induce people to say his satisfactory answer.