Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

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In order to go to Zhou Rong's appointment, Song Xuan and today didn't even drive the car, so they called for a car and went to the address sent by Zhou Rong.

When he saw the destination, Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows. Zhou Rong was very good at choosing a place. This new high-end clubhouse built in a remote area is indeed the most suitable choice. It will not make him doubt, but also concealed. Don't be disturbed.

"Second Young Master!"

A young man with a good face and a righteous suit walked away quickly. He walked with wind, his brows were filled with excitement and smiles of long-lost reunion.

Song Xuanhe stepped forward and grasped his stretched hand, bumped him against his chest, and said with a smile: "How come your kid came back?"

"You are not allowed to leave at home." Zhou Rong patted his shoulder, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and joked: "It seems I won't be doing exercises for your kid during this time."

"How is it?" Song Xuanhe moved his shoulders, before he could react, he strode forward and hooked his right leg, turned over and bent over and fell him to the ground, mixed with shock and vigilance in Zhou Rong's complex eyes Down, squatted down and stretched out his hand to pull him up, smiled and asked, "Have you improved?"

"Rapid progress." Zhou Rong took advantage of his strength to stand up, lowered his head to pat the dust off his body, and smiled: "I can't beat you alone."

Song Xuanhe also helped him take two shots of ash, and said with a smile: "I will do this too, this time it was a surprise."

Zhou Rong smiled and embraced his shoulders: "Go, go in, today I promised to stay with my brother all night, not drunk or return."

"Your kid hasn't had a girlfriend for so long?" Song Xuanhe turned around, inadvertently avoiding his stretched hand, and asked: "I have been outside for more than half a year. We haven't seen each other. I thought you already have a girlfriend."

"I run with my dad every day, where do I have the time to find a girlfriend?" Zhou Rong's eyes flickered, and said: "It's you, I heard that the son of Xiao Clan who is in the limelight recently is your boyfriend?"

"Ex-boyfriend." Song Xuanhe's expression faded.

"Divided?" Zhou Rong pushed down the elevator, took a step back and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and smiled: "Before, I heard them say that this is your first time to be serious, and because of this matter, we had a quarrel with Super Son. We have been fighting for so many years. Brother, you can fight for him. I thought you were here for real this time."

"That's not a quarrel." Song Xuanhe walked into the elevator and said casually: "That boy Lu Chao pitted me with Song Jiani. I always knew that he liked Song Jiani, but you also know that we are brothers for so many years. Usually he played too much and I closed one eye, but Xiao Yuanmu is different, and he still wants other people's life, I am really disappointed."

Zhou Rong paused for an impenetrable angle when he entered the elevator, then walked in casually, looked at the closed elevator door, and said, "I don't know that there is such an affair."

"It's normal if you don't know." Song Xuanhe sighed inaudibly, and said: "After all, Lu Chao has already..."

Zhou Rong's fist on his side tightened, and then let it go before Song Xuanhe noticed it. He lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, the three of us and Song Jiani grew up together when we were young. We didn't expect it to be like this now."

Song Xuanhe leaned on the transparent glass wall of the elevator, looking at the clear artificial oasis below, the unobstructed sunlight outside the transparent glass shone on his face, and his expression could not be clearly seen: "So it is not that the human heart is changeable."

Zhou Rong's eyelids trembled and he looked at Song Xuanhe subconsciously, but he couldn't see his expression from the light, only the slightly hooked corners of his mouth.

"Let's go." Song Xuanhe stepped out of the sunlight, stepping out of the elevator first: "Here."

Zhou Rong returned to his senses, smiled and followed his footsteps, and said: "I came back this time and found that you have changed a lot. If I knew how to come back a few times before, I would have to meet with you. People told me not to three days. Treat each other with admiration, I think you are strange now."

Song Xuanhe stopped, turned his head to look at Zhou Rong, who was about the same height as him, and smiled suddenly: "Actually, I think you are quite strange."

Zhou Rong stopped a step away from Song Xuanhe, and a trace of something quickly flashed across his eyes when he heard the words, his expression puzzled: "Where is it strange?"

"It's tanned and looks strange." Song Xuanhe smiled and pointed to the door in front of him: "This is the place you have decided."

Zhou Rong raised his eyes and saw the majestic house number above. Then he smiled a little bit stunned. He stepped forward and swiped his card to open the door and said: "I have been talking to you all the time, but I have forgotten that we are in the place. Go in. The good wine you prepared is stored here for delivery. You can drink it later, don’t be polite with your brother."

Song Xuan nodded and walked in with a smile on his legs.

Zhou Rong's gaze stayed on the back of his head for a few seconds before entering and closing the door.

After Song Xuan looked around without a trace, he walked to the bar, took out the iced wine in the ice bucket, wiped it with a towel, looked at the foreign language on the bottle at the sunlight outside the window, and turned The head smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be really willing to do it. It's a waste of money."

"If it's someone else, of course I can't bear it, but of course you have to lay down your blood." Zhou Rong stepped forward, took the wine in Song Xuan and his hand, sobered up the wine skillfully, poured it into the glass next to him, and handed it to him: " Try it."

[The wine is fine.

Song Xuanhe took it and sniffed, and drank it all in one fell swoop: "Yes."

"Of course, you all said that I had lost money." Zhou Rong poured himself a glass, sat down on the sofa, and said: "And this bottle of wine was originally intended to be given to you as a birthday gift, and now I have it for you. same."

Song Xuanhe sat down on another single sofa with a wine glass in one hand and Erlang's legs, with a rather dull look and a loose smile: "That's not good, you can get a better bottle for my birthday."

"This bottle of wine was photographed on the black market with my dad before." Zhou Rong tapped the wine in the air, which was randomly placed aside, and said: "I lost my blood during the filming and had a meal of my dad's. Fried pork with bamboo shoots, I’ve been waiting to give you a surprise. When the time comes, the three of us will drink together. We didn’t expect that everything is different, so I brought it out for you when we came back this time. It’s always right for the person who should drink it. No one knows what will happen in the next second."

Song Xuanhe drank the wine in his glass, and poured himself another glass: "That's right."

After being silent for a while, Zhou Rong looked down at the glass in his hand and said in a low voice: "If Super Son is still there, we will definitely not be so quiet at this time. You like making noise, but without him, you like making noise. Nothing can be played without him. He likes to play when he plays. It’s not a man or a woman. He can make a lot of people at a party. Every time I think about it, the three of us can’t talk about it. I thought we all There will be no time to squeeze a room into a room and talk when I am old before I get old. I didn't expect these days to come so quickly."

"Second Song, Second Young Master, why did you say that Super Son died like this?" Zhou Rong raised his head, his eyes were a little red: "We had agreed to be good brothers for a lifetime, and now our lives are not over, he Why did you leave first."

Song Xuanhe fingered his chin, his eyes were calm and there was no focus, and he said lightly: "You also said that things are different, and things are unpredictable."

Zhou Rong was stunned for a moment, then pulled up his mouth, nodded and said: "Yes, it is true that things are human and not the world is unpredictable, things are human and not...the world is unpredictable.

Song Xuanhe reached out and touched his glass: "Sorry."

Zhou Rong drank all the wine, poured wine into himself and Song Xuan and the cup, and asked while pouring: "Who is the happiest when you said Superzi is gone?"

Song Xuanhe glanced over his invisible face: "Who?"

"I guess it's Lu Yue." Zhou Rong said, "He has been outside for so many years, he followed his mother in the house when he was a child, and now that Super Son is gone, everything in the Lu family belongs to their mother and son. You say he is happy or not. ?"

Without waiting for Song Xuanhe's answer, Zhou Rong asked again: "Apart from Lu Chao, who else do you think would be happy?"

[Be careful, his mood swings vary greatly.

Song Xuanhe sat back quietly and said, "I don't know."

"Why don't you know?" Zhou Rong looked up at him and smiled: "It's easy..."

Bang bang bang--

Zhou Rong frowned and looked at the door that made the sound. Song Xuan said, "Maybe it's the waiter who came to deliver the fruit plate."

"I didn't order the fruit plate."

"I ordered." Song Xuanhe smiled: "How can you drink without a fruit plate."

Zhou Rong glanced at him, turned around and swiped his card to open the door.

Song Xuanhe followed him, and paused after seeing the people outside: "Song Jiani, what are you doing?"

Song Jiani glanced at Zhou Rong, stepped forward to hold Song Xuanhe's hand, and blinked and said: "Xuanhe brother, my aunt asked me to call you. You are going back to eat today. Did you forget?"

Zhou Rong's eyes flashed, and he walked to Song Jiani with a smile, looked at her eyes and said, "What's the situation? You two...?"

Song Jiani avoided Zhou Rong’s sight, posted a sticker next to Song Xuanhe, hugging his arm and smiled: "I have always liked Xuan and brother, don’t you know? Now my aunt tells him to go back, I have to take him away Up."

With that, Song Jiani took Song Xuanhe's hand and wanted to leave.

Zhou Rong stopped Song Xuanhe and said to Song Jiani: "I have an appointment with Xuanhe and will not be drunk or not. You are here to make trouble. It's not that we are drinking among men and you have to join."

Song Jiani looked at Song Xuanhe, and the fingers holding his arm were tightly buckled into his flesh, "Xuanhe brother, you can drink anytime you drink, but if you don’t go today, my aunt will definitely not like me. Okay, will you and I go back."

"What if I don't let him go back with you?" Zhou Rong grabbed Song Xuanhe's other arm, squinted his eyes and asked Song Jiani in a long voice: "You shouldn't want to interfere with our men's affairs, right? ?"

Song Jiani's face turned pale for an instant. She bit her lower lip nervously, holding Song Xuanhe's hand but holding on tightly: "I am not greedy, but today Xuanhe's brother must go with me. Auntie has called It's been several times. Uncle Song and Aunt Song will definitely have less impression of me after I don't take him back. Zhou Rong, can't you drink it next time?"

"We haven't seen you for so long, so I want to drink it tonight." Zhou Rong said, "You go back and talk to Aunt Song first. I will apologize to her tomorrow."

Song Jiani glanced at Song Xuanhe, her expression changed, and after a while, her voice trembled slightly and said, "I'm not going."

Zhou Rong looked at her for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Since he refuses to leave, then come in and drink together."

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