In many novels, the person who is reborn at the end is most likely to end up with the lucky child in the novel. Judging from the buffs Mu Hengshi accumulated in his previous life, this male protagonist is him! Song Qingmo made the final judgment.
He was now somewhat suspicious, wondering if his world was really made up of a novel, and his ridiculous life was just a few strokes of someone else's pen.
Could rebirth now be some kind of awakening consciousness? The more Song Qingmo thought about it, the closer he felt to the truth. So what should he do now? Song Qingmo rubbed his brow in distress, his handsome face filled with worry.
"Oh, okay, never mind, since that's the case, then I'll proceed step by step." Song Qingmo thought it over. He wouldn't act according to the routine, like slapping the scumbag in the face or shining brightly after rebirth to make the male protagonist notice him. He wouldn't do that. What he had to do now was to follow the trajectory of his previous life, take one step at a time, and then try to bring together Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling, the mandarin ducks, and don't let them harm others again. At that time, as long as he didn't provoke Mu Hengshi, but quietly played his own promoting role, it's just that he wouldn't intensify it himself, but would assist their progress together. Well, then slowly withdraw from their stage, so that he would definitely be able to protect the Song family and himself.
But before dying, Song Qingmo had to talk to Wen Zhiling first. Since they were destined to meet, know each other, and fall in love, he didn't mind this banquet, their first meeting, and he would help them make it happen.
Whether it was a threat or a voluntary act, Wen Zhiling in his previous life had no secret of his malice towards him. When he let him go, Wen Zhiling said something inexplicably... He found it ridiculous both in his previous life and now. He wanted to use the love he knew and everything to promote the development of the two of them.
Mu Hengshi stopped playing the piano the moment Song Qingmo looked over. He didn't understand why Song Qingmo had just glanced at him and walked away. The look in his eyes was so broken and sad. Mu Hengshi felt something intrude into his heart, causing him to wreak heartbreaking pain. His consciousness felt like it was split in two, but then it returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Mu Hengshi wanted to go to the Song family to see what was wrong with Song Qingmo. He was going to a dinner party today, and he felt that he should bring Song Qingmo with him. Not long ago, he had a vague feeling that Song Qingmo had a crush on him, and the thoughts that had been buried in his heart were now rapidly taking root in him like a towering tree. Although he was ignorant, he knew that he wanted to marry Song Qingmo. This would not only fulfill Song Qingmo's secret love, but also fulfill his own...
Mu Hengshi chuckled. If Song Qingmo had a crush on him, then he would definitely go to this banquet. Then he could take advantage of the situation and marry him. Wouldn't that be great?
The more Mu Hengshi thought about it, the more excited he became. The corners of his mouth remained curled up, and the air around him was filled with joy. He looked in the cloakroom and decided to dress nicely today.
Mu Hengshi moved briskly, choosing clothes in the cloakroom. Even when he was going to the dinner party, he was happy. Mu's mother was surprised by Mu Hengshi's constant groaning in the car. Mu Hengshi had always been reluctant to attend this party. If they hadn't ordered him to, he probably wouldn't have gone with them so obediently. But now he was dressed so brightly, like a peacock courting a mate. This metaphor emerged in Mu's mother's mind unnaturally.
Mu Heng felt so sweet at the moment that he didn't notice the indescribable look his mother was giving him. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't agreed to Song Qingmo's WeChat. He quickly took out his phone and found the friend request Song Qingmo had sent him from a corner.
He suppressed the urge to text Song Qingmo after his application was approved. "Are you going to the party?" "Where have you been?" The message he wanted to send surged like a wave.
Poor Song Qingmo, finally, in his lifetime, Mohenshi had pulled him off the blacklist. With a ding, Song Qingmo distinctly felt his phone vibrate. Puzzled, he glanced at the screen. It was a message that his application had been approved. The screen clearly displayed: "You have accepted your friend M's friend request."
There was no information in the other party's chat box, it was blank and looked a bit desolate.
Now Song Qingmo was even more confused. When did he add M's WeChat? After thinking for a long time, he finally realized that this was Mu Hengshi's WeChat, whom he had never added before.
"No, why did this guy suddenly add me on WeChat? Didn't he put me on the blacklist before? And Mu Heng didn't do this in his previous life." Song Qingmo stared at the phone, as if he wanted to stare a hole in the message frame.
"Never mind him. I'm going to take action anyway. Let him add WeChat. It may be because of the butterfly effect. As long as the general direction remains unchanged, it's fine." As Song Qingmo spoke, he opened his cloakroom and looked at the clothes lined up in a row. Finally, he found a black windbreaker, which was suitable for hiding at night.
He thought about it for a while and decided that it would be better for him to hide in the banquet and observe personally. Before he died, Wen Zhiling told him some information. He pieced it together and roughly understood that the person who was drugged and arranged to catch Mu Heng cheating with him was Wen Zhiling.
He could clear Wen Zhiling's tracks, making him appear as flawless as possible in Mu Hengshi's heart, and their relationship would then proceed smoothly. "After all, in Mu Hengshi's eyes, Wen Zhiling has always been an innocent, kind, pure, and harmless green tea flower." At this point, Song Qingmo's lips curled up in a sarcastic smile.
Looking at himself in the mirror, dressed in black, appearing mysterious, dangerous, yet charming, Song Qingmo couldn't understand why he had suffered all this inexplicably. Even now, he didn't know why Mu Hengshi treated him like that.
Song Qingmo pinched his face. Compared to his former self before rebirth, this was his healthiest self now, not the one who was bruised and disabled by Mu Heng.
"Mu Hengshi...Mu Hengshi..." Song Qingmo kept murmuring these two names, as if he wanted to eat the owners of those names alive. He hated them so much. Even if Mu Hengshi had some hidden secrets, he still hated him.
Straightening up from the dressing table, he put on his hat, covering his face. Now was his hunting time, but he died before he could achieve his goal. Song Qingmo found that he was the only one at home, and his beloved car had been sent for maintenance. He had to go to the graduation party, so he had to walk out of the huge villa area to get a taxi.
Looking at the setting sun, Song Qingmo quietly wiped away a handful of sad tears.
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