Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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New Year's greetings are chattering, from greetings to blessings, even if the other person is silent, it is like a one-man show. It can be said for the first half of the day. Song Xuanlin's eyes are slightly lowered and politely responds from time to time. Fu Chen reached Song Jiabao's father and turned a corner of his collar.

The people over there were still talking, Song Xuanlin responded indifferently, turning to go outside to breathe, his steps and head turned back first, his arm and body holding the phone were only slightly tilted, he just turned around, his movements suddenly After a pause, the eyebrows frowned with the pause.

His gaze fell not far away, besides the sound of New Year's greetings and the voice of the sofa behind.

"Jiabao found a girlfriend a year ago. My his mother and I didn't think it was very good. These young kids chose *blocked keywords* and they still haven't thought deeply about it. They will know how important this kind of thing is , But Xuanlin is so old. Did he bring a girl back? If he doesn't have a girlfriend, his aunt and I can watch for him first."

"No hurry." Li Nian'an said with a smile: "He is not too big now, and now the 30 *blocked keywords* of children are considered early, and we don't urge him."

"That's not okay." Song Jiabao's father said: "Men have to get married first and then start a business. Xuan and his boyfriend have made a few, and Xuan Lin hasn't seen a shadow yet.

The sound from the sofa came clearly, Song Xuanlin listened quietly, his eyes didn't move, and the frowns became tighter.

"Hebao is young and playful." Li Nian'an said in a spoiled tone: "This child has been overspoiled by us since childhood. He really didn't speak well about Jiabao. I hope you don't care about your children."

"How can it be." Song Jiabao's mother laughed twice: "My Jiabao felt ashamed of him, so he came to apologize as soon as he got better. They didn't know what they were talking about outside. , I haven't come back at this time, or I will check it out..."

"Boys." Song Jiabao's father interrupted *blocked keywords* and said: "Fighting generally does not hold grudges. Besides, they both grew up together and are brothers. At this time, it is normal to say a few more words when they get better together. Yes, didn’t you interrupt their communication in the past."

"Also hahahahaha." Song Jiabao's mother covered her mouth and laughed.

Hearing their conversation, Song Xuanlin's mouth curled up a little, then raised his hand to his lips and coughed silently, returning to his calm expression.

"It's just that the weather is a bit cold." Song Jiabao's mother laughed and said with some worry: "It's snowing outside. Will the two children stay outside like this?"

Li Nian'an said with a smile: "That's what I said, if my sister-in-law is worried, you can find them."

"Where can I let you go?" Song Jiabao's father smiled and stood up: "You two are chatting. I just want to go outside to smoke a cigarette. By the way, see how they are talking."

Song Jiabao's father turned around as he spoke, but just after taking a step, he was pushed back on the sofa by a force, his expression dumbfounded: "Xuanlin, you are..."

"Cousin." Song Xuanlin sorted out Song Jiabao's father's collar: "Your collar is not properly arranged."

Li Nian'an paused, and smiled after seeing Song Jiabao's mother look over, "This child, since he was a child, has a cleanliness and loves neatness. You can't see any irregularities. You laughed."

Song Jiabao's father only reacted at this time and couldn't help being flattered.

He has always liked this eldest nephew very much. Both his character and grades surpass Song Jiabao by a large margin, and Song Xuanhe is not to be compared.

So he always hoped that Song Xuanlin was his son, or better if he was Song Yansong's son.It’s just that Song Xuanlin is precocious and respectful. It’s not because they are relatives and how close to him they are. They don’t even call him uncle but cousin instead of Song Xuanhe. The suddenness of today made him smile in surprise. Bloomed.

"What's so funny about this." Song Jiabao's father laughed: "Xuanlin is a prudent child. Fortunately, he saw it and sorted it out for me. Otherwise, my friends will laugh at me if I go to see me at night."

He turned to look at Song Xuanlin: "Thank you, Xuanlin."

"No thanks, cousin."

Song Xuanlin Yu Guang glanced out the window, nodded slightly, and sat down beside Song Jiabao's father.However, just as he sat down and was about to say something, he heard the sound of a bang against the glass facing the garden.

Everyone in the living room frowned, all looking in the direction of what happened.

"What's the matter?" Song Guochao stood up for the first time. When he stood up, he saw Song Jiabao who was beaten with blood on his face outside the French window by Song Xuan and pressed. He quickly shouted: "Song Xuan And! What are you doing!"

Song Yan Matsumoto closed his eyes and calmed his mind. Hearing Song Guochao's stern shout, he slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, Song Jiabao's parents had already walked quickly to the French window in three steps and two steps, trying to push open the locked French window, but they were too anxious to open it after a few times.

Song's house has good sound insulation effect. Even the floor-to-ceiling windows connecting the garden and the living room have been soundproofed. However, Song Xuanhe calmed down soon after being furious and kept the system paying attention to the movement in the house, so it was as early as Song Xuanlin. The system reminded him the first time he discovered it, but he was feeling hostile and didn't intend to stop at all.

It’s just that when Song Xuanlin’s behavior surprised him, his anger disappeared a bit. In addition, Song Jiabao’s face had almost no good place to start, and even his arm with gauze was kicked by him. I don't know if it was stepped on or what happened. Now he was drooping and unable to move, humming and screaming without making a sound. It really couldn't arouse him to start again.

So he directly picked up Song Jiabao and hit the glass, reminding everyone in the house.

[Brothers...] The system swallowed very humanely: [What are you doing?Everyone knows how to fight a person?Also... you are a bit too cruel...]

Seeing Song Xuanhe’s calm and calm expression, the system stopped in the middle of speaking. For some reason, it always felt that he saw another very familiar shadow on Song Xuanhe at this time, but at this time it’s moving. Look up the laws of this country and analyze the attitude of the Song family to this matter. There is no extra data to analyze who Song Xuanhe looks like at this time.

However, one thing is clear without analysis. It has a great error in the data archive of Song Xuanhe. In its file, the risk index of Song Xuanhe is c, which is only one class higher than the average data d+. The protagonist Xiao Yuanmu's S-level is even more different. At this time, it seems that the danger level in Song Xuanhe's file may need to be re-analyzed.

[I detected...Song Jiabao broke three ribs and suffered heavy head injuries. There were as many as 21 soft tissue contusions throughout the body. Among them, the waist and abdomen were the most serious, but there was no visceral bleeding for the time being, but his arm was completely broken. , Suffering such a violent secondary injury before healed, under the current world medical level, it will cause certain sequelae in the future. As far as I know, the laws of this country cause serious injury to intentional injury and...]

okay.

Song Xuanhe interrupted the system in his mind, let go of Song Jiabao, who was already speechless, stood up and looked at everyone who had finally opened the glass door.

[You can’t go to jail!] The system is a bit anxious and authentic: [If you go to jail then the task can only be judged as a failure, then you will...]

Song Xuanhe's eyes frowned, but he didn't know whether it was intentionally or unintentionally blocking Song Xuanlin, who was in front of Song Jiabao's mother who was emotionally excited. He stayed for two seconds on Li Nian'an, who was walking towards him with worry, and finally fell. On Song Yansong's face with steady steps and a majestic look.

He asked quietly: [Have you seen what happened to me before you found me and went into this book?

Faced with Song Xuan and the sudden question that was not related to this matter, the system did not even pause, and directly replied: [The system has no right to infringe on the host**. This is the first rule of the system, even if it is required for the mission When the host performs analysis, it will only screen and view the major events that have happened to the host in the past year, and must not go beyond the limit. Once violated, it will be detected by the master's brain and destroyed.

Afraid of Song Xuan and misunderstanding, the system also added: [I absolutely cannot investigate anything about you in another world, nor can I view any of your private memories, so I don’t know what happened before you entered this world. .

Song Jiabao was lifted up by his mother. He curled up and groaned. His mother exclaimed and screamed for someone to call a doctor. The servant who was hiding in the distance picked up the phone and contacted the private doctor when Song Xuanlin raised his hand. Song Guochao glared at Song Xuanhe angrily. In addition to his anger, there was a hidden surprise. Song Yansong was the only one who was not happy or angry. He only glanced at Song Xuanhe who was standing there without saying a word.

Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes, curled the corners of his lips without a trace, and said to the system in his mind: [No right to check...It doesn't matter, you just need to know that I will be fine.

[Why can you be so sure?System observation and analysis of the mood fluctuations of everyone present, calculating the possibility of them calling the police to take Song Xuanhe into jail, I feel that my main brain is a little hot because of the fast running.

[Because...] Song Xuanhe hid his bloody hands behind, and after seeing Song Yansong's frowning eyebrows, he pursed his mouth, but his voice was calm and calm: [Because the last one had a fight with me The person from is still lying in the hospital without consciousness, but when you found me, didn’t I have nothing to do?

After speaking, Song Xuanhe raised his eyes to look at Song Yansong, and said, "I will take full responsibility."

Song Guochao hurriedly said: "Of course you have to be responsible for this matter! Even your cousin can't..."

"Shut up." Song Yansong first glanced at Song Guochao lightly, and then said to Song Xuan: "No matter what *blocked keywords*, you can't beat your cousin like this. Now apologize to him immediately!"

Just as Li Nianan wanted to walk to Song Xuanhe, Song Guochao's eyes widened in disbelief, and the couple holding Song Jiabao's expressions tense but made no sound.

Song Xuanhe glanced at Song Guochao, curled his mouth slightly sarcastically, then turned to look at Song Jiabao, leaned slightly and apologized: "I'm very sorry."

It seemed to others that it was Song Xuanhe bowing, only Song Jiabao shrank back in horror, not daring to look at Song Xuanhe's eyes that were clearer and cleaner than anyone else, and seemed full of apologetic eyes.

Only he knew how terrifying the owner of these eyes was. When Song Xuan and Scarlet fisted his eyes, he was still happy because Song Xuanhe was irritated. However, in the next second, Song Xuanhe quickly recovered his calm, but Instead of stopping, he was even more cruel.

Song Xuanhe hit him in the most painful and tricky place every time. He hummed and made no sound. He could only curl up to avoid him, and later watched as he was still wearing a bandage. He stomped on his hand again, but the piercing pain was no better than the horror he had when he saw Song Xuan and those crystal-clear eyes.

Painful groans and groans can't affect him, and the blood stains on his hands can't stop him. What kind of person is it that can beat and torture others while still maintaining calm and clarity.

Song Jiabao clearly realized that the Song Xuanhe he had known before was not his real appearance at all, he was not a normal person at all, just like a demon.

No, Song Xuanhe is a demon.

Song Jiabao retracted into his mother's arms, his teeth trembled and he couldn't make a sound. Only his pale face showed his fear.

Song Xuanhe blinked slowly and said, "It seems that my cousin is unwilling to forgive me. In this case, I will take full responsibility. I can accept whether it is to call the police or compensate."

Song Jiabao's eyes lit up when he heard this. If Song Xuanhe was in jail, he wouldn't have to be afraid... Half of his thoughts, he met Song Xuanhe's clean and innocent eyes just like when he hit him, and couldn't help but slap hard. Chills.

Do not!Under the operation of the Song family, Song Xuanhe couldn't really go to jail!If Song Xuanhe wants to retaliate against him, he might kill him!

Song Xuanhe will definitely kill him!Song Jiabao was more frightened, coughing dryly and wanted to talk.

The mother holding him hurriedly said: "Jiabao, don't talk, don't move, wait until the doctor comes and see it before you say okay, be good, listen to your mother."

"Report to the police." Song Yansong's cold eyes fell on Song Jiabao's parents, staying on his mother's face for a few more seconds, and then said: "The family doctor will be here soon. *There is no well-known reason for the trouble. Today is the first day of the new year. There is no reason for the police to come and go."

Hearing that, Song Jiabao’s mother became stiff and turned to look at her husband. Song Jiabao’s father gritted his teeth and squeezed his voice in agreement, saying: “Yes, the children are only arguing. There is no need to call the police. It's like that."

Song Yansong looked at Song Xuanhe sternly, and reprimanded in a deep voice, "I won't apologize to your cousin again! If you don't get his forgiveness, get out of me, don't spend this year at home!"

The system was shocked by Song Yansong's seeming anger, but there was no substantive accusation. It whispered: "Don't you humans do things in accordance with the law?What you did to Song Jiabao could completely constitute intentional harm, and Song Jiabao's parents did not seek justice for their son.

Song Xuanhe didn't answer the system, but leaned back to look at Song Jiabao again and whispered, "Cousin, I'm sorry."

Song Jiabao trembled and retched a few times before squeezing a voice from his throat: "I cough, I forgive... you!"

"The doctor is here!"

The servant trot forward, but did not approach the garden. Instead, he stood by and increased the volume to remind the masters that behind her was a doctor who came over a few steps behind.

Song Yansong paused when he saw the doctor, then glanced at Song Xuanlin who had contacted the doctor, and then nodded: "The doctor is here, let him show Jiabao."

Song Xuan and the doctor who saw him raised their eyebrows in surprise, but didn't say much. Song Jiabao's parents let Song Jiabao go. They were more concerned about their son's health than how to deal with this matter.

The doctor squatted down to examine Song Jiabao, pressing the palm of his hand on the place on his body, and asked him how he felt whenever he arrived. Song Jiabao screamed more intensely than he answered.

Finally, the doctor frowned and summed up: “There are many soft tissue contusions throughout the body, no internal organs were injured, and the left arm may have been fractured. You need to go to the hospital for an examination to get an accurate conclusion. I suggest sending him to the hospital immediately.”

Song Jiabao's parents were shocked when they heard the words, and then their faces were full of worry and distress, and there was a trace of resentment that had not been hidden.

Song Xuanhe naturally knew who this grievance was against, but he just cast his eyes down flatly, watching the doctor command the servant to move Song Jiabao into the car-because Song Jiabao’s parents wittyly said that they would be rescued on New Year’s Day. The car doesn't come to the door well.

The car drove away slowly, and the servants became methodical again. Song Guochao's black face seemed unwilling to speak, and Song Yansong lightly glanced at Song Xuanhe and said to him: "Follow me to the study."

Standing in the study, looking at the old man sitting behind the desk, Song Xuanhe felt that the scene in front of him was too familiar, as if he had pulled him back a few years ago.

At that time, he put a classmate who insulted his parents into the icu. He heard that his life might be in danger at any time in a critical situation, and he would face jail at any time if he died.But at that time he didn't care about this at all. Even if it was a life for a life, he didn't regret hitting that person, let alone fear of being punished by law.

However, his grandfather handled everything swiftly and swiftly. He first asked him to apologize in front of the man’s parents at the bed of his son who was not sober, then compensated a huge sum of money, and gave up two investment departments from his hands after analysis. Cooperation with extremely high returns has calmed this matter.

At that time, he had a little regret. He thought that his grandfather would not care about him. He thought that he could return to his parents. He didn't expect everything to turn around and let him see the great role of power and money.

Also made him sick.

He remembered his grandfather, who had always been stubborn, patted the table and scolded him for not being a weapon, called him sorry for his parents, told him how much he had lost in order to save his Song family, and then asked him why he could not learn from his cousin. Growing up under the knees of uncle and aunt, why is the gap between them so big.

At that time, Song Xuanhe just sneered and said, "Tomorrow I will go to Liangshan to drag a car. If you regret it, just create an accident that no one can detect or that someone can find no evidence. After an explanation, There is no need to give up the two cooperation cases."

The answer to him was the inkstone smashed over and the blood on his forehead.

The seventeen-year-old self is really naive and ridiculous. Just thinking about it again, Song Xuanhe never regretted that the person couldn’t open his mouth anymore. The only sad thing was that he failed his parents’ expectations. He failed to become what they wanted to see. Instead, he became a bad boy who might frown after they saw him.

From that day on, Song Xuanhe became a little afraid of death. He was afraid that if his parents were disappointed in him, he didn't know what he would do if his parents didn't want to see him.

Whether you are alive or dead, can you find no home?

"Song Xuanhe, do you know what's wrong?"

Song Yansong's voice pulled Song Xuanhe back to reality. He blinked in a daze, and then lowered his eyes and said, "I see."

"Then tell me, what's wrong with you?" Song Yansong looked at Song Xuanhe, paying attention to every expression on his face for an instant with a serious expression.

Song Xuan and his eyelashes were calm as if they were still, and their soft voices brought a trace of regret: "I shouldn't be too impulsive and hurt Song Jiabao."

"anything else?"

"I didn't consider that doing so might cause loss to the family." Song Xuanhe said: "I'm sorry for what you and mother expect of me."

Song Yansong did not answer, his eyes fell on his drooping eyelashes. After a long silence, he sighed, and the stubborn old man showed a trace of fatigue: "No matter how you usually behave, Grandpa knows that you will not be impulsive enough to care about life. My child, you really did too much on Song Jiabao, but what you were wrong was that you didn’t think about the consequences before doing the thing. You had countless ways to teach Song Jiabao, but you chose the most impulsive one, which you did today. It's not even your boyfriend before."

Song Xuanhe raised his head, with a trace of consternation in his eyes.

"Although I am not optimistic about you being with that child, he is indeed a talent. Grandpa knows what Song Jiabao looks like. Grandpa knows better than you. Young and impulsive things seem to happen in a flash, but the price for impulse may involve a lifetime. ."

"Similarly, you are not willing to inherit the company now, but you may not regret your current decision in the future." Song Yansong said so far, the majestic expression on his face relaxed a little, and a thin and strict face rarely showed a trace of kindness. His look: "This thing just passed, and you should think carefully about things before you decide. No matter whether you will inherit the company or not, don't let your impulse blind yourself."

Song Xuan nodded his head subconsciously, and Song Yansong waved his hand: "Go out. You can stay in a full week from today and you can leave home on the eighth day."

As soon as he walked out of the study, Song Xuanhe saw Song Xuanlin waiting outside the door. He nodded lightly after seeing Song Xuanhe's expression unchanged, and said to him, "Come with me."

Song Xuanhe paused for a moment, then raised his leg to follow.

When he reached the terrace on the second floor, Song Xuanlin stopped and said straightforwardly: "Why are you playing Song Jiabao?"

"He did something that made me angry." Song Xuanhe leaned against the door and asked lightly: "You obviously saw me hit Song Jiabao, why did you help me."

Song Xuanlin turned around, frowned for a moment, and then loosened again, but there was a trace of peace in his tone: "You promised your mother to take care of you."

Song Xuan and Wei stunned, then chuckled lightly and said, "If you didn't agree."

"You are my younger brother." Song Xuanlin said lightly, "Although it is not what I imagined as the younger brother, I also recognize it."

The author has something to say: Xuan Zai was not a good boy before, and now he is not a good person in the true sense. Don't learn from him!You must always abide by laws and regulations. Of course, it is most important to protect yourself under special circumstances!(Serious face)

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