Song Xuanhe had just sorted out the plot in his mind when he heard Xiao Yuanmu's voice: "Why are you unhappy?"
It expresses a question, but uses a declarative sentence. A pair of cold eyes look over, seemingly quiet, yet there seems to be waves of trouble inside.
"Because of the kiss just now?"
Xiao Yuanmu was born again, and this time he used a question sentence, but there were not many questions in his tone, instead it was very calm.
Song Xuan and Yu Guang saw Xiao Yuanmu's indifferent expression and were about to speak when they suddenly caught a glimpse of his slightly red ears.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Xiao Yuanmu seemed to be particularly quiet after kissing him. Although he was quiet and silent before, it was a different kind of quietness. Song Xuanhe didn't know how to describe it, but he could feel it.
And it seemed that he had accidentally seen the red tips of Xiao Yuanmu's ears when he pushed him away. He didn't pay attention to it at that time, but when he saw it again and thought about it, he suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.
He almost forgot that this was Xiao Yuanmu's first kiss in this sense. The previous kiss he had had for the mission didn't count.
Whether men or women, most people have special feelings about things that happen for the first time. Whether it is first love or first kiss, the first time is always more impressive than later ones.
Now, he actually became the first kiss object of this big shot.
Moreover, the big boss had red ears and pretended to be calm and cold while talking to him, as if he wanted him to express his thoughts on the kiss.
Song Xuanhe was a little surprised. He glanced at Xiao Yuanmu carefully and happened to meet his eyes. His red ears were once again caught in his sight.
It's not like he had never met anyone he had any experience with before when he was in love, but compared to Xiao Yuanmu, those people gave him a completely different feeling.
This is probably the difference between the big guys who are destined to stand on the altar and ordinary people.
Song Xuanhe looked away, pursed his lips, parked the car, walked out of the garage and looked at the storm outside, and said to Xiao Yuanmu who had just got out of the car: "I want to drink Jinji's seafood porridge, go buy it."
Xiao Yuanmu paused, looking at his straight back, his eyes brightened a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved. He walked to Song Xuanhe, lowered his eyes to look at his slightly pursed lips, and whispered: "I bought porridge back, and you are not angry anymore?"
The sound of the rainstorm outside was fierce. Xiao Yuanmu's clear voice mixed with the sound of rain. After being broken and integrated, it was low and light, giving people a slight illusion of tenderness.
Song Xuanhe blinked, his expression was blank for a moment, and after a few seconds he realized what Xiao Yuanmu meant. He raised his head. The light in the garage was not bright, but it made Xiao Yuanmu's eyes bright and dazzling. His eyes were filled with his figure, and his cold voice was suppressed a little: "Okay?"
——I bought some porridge, so you won’t be angry anymore, okay?
His fingers suddenly bent, and Song Xuanhe subconsciously put his hands behind his back, straightened his fingers and then bent them again. His heartbeat suddenly became strangely irregular. He took a breath without leaving a trace, looked into his eyes, and said lightly: "I want some porridge."
Song Xuanhe's eyes did not flinch, his figure was reflected in her clear eyes, but there was not a trace of the expression he wanted to see. Xiao Yuanmu felt a little disappointed, but finally his eyelashes trembled, and he pursed his lips and said, "Okay."
Watching Xiao Yuanmu's back as he walked into the rain, Song Xuanhe raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly, "He didn't bring an umbrella in the plot, but at least he brought one this time."
The system knew that Song Xuanhe was talking to him. Although it didn't know why he said it directly this time, it still replied: [Such small details are easy to change. Only the general direction will not change. 】
"General direction?" Song Xuanhe sneered, "Xiao Yuanmu wants revenge on me and then find seven boyfriends?"
The system was silent for a moment. Although it was not a human, it could feel that something was a little wrong with Song Xuanhe's emotions. However, before it could figure out what was going on, Song Xuanhe turned around and left the garage, and his expression returned to normal.
Just as he sat down on the sofa, Song Xuanhe's phone rang. He took a sip of water before picking it up. His voice was a little sad: "What's up?"
"Mr. Song really came here. He has been inside until now and the one who sent him out looked very close to him."
Song Xuanhe became interested and asked with a smile, "How intimate?"
"Kiss goodbye at the entrance."
"Where are the photos?"
“Yes.”
"Anything else?"
"Yes, I took pictures of everything from when Song Guochao entered to when he left. I have sent them to your email."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, went upstairs and turned on the computer, opened his email and took out the photos one by one, then burst out laughing.
"You call that kiss at the entrance intimate, but you didn't say anything when they were doing primitive exercises and working out in their room."
There was silence for a moment. As a private detective, he naturally knew the relationship between his employer and Song Guochao, so he didn't tell him about this matter directly just now. He just waited for him to find out by looking at the photos. Unexpectedly, he not only didn't mind at all, but was quite happy.
However, the private detective was also paid to do his job, so he just said, "Those photos are not as clear as the entrance, so I didn't say anything."
"Why isn't it clear?" Song Xuanhe enlarged the photo and said, "With this clarity, anyone who has seen him will recognize him."
After saying that, Song Xuanhe's eyes lit up and he said, "Are you guys doing any spy missions over there? For example, pretend to fix the water pipes and install a few pinhole cameras in that woman's room, or install a bug or something."
"Sorry, Mr. Song, we don't provide illegal services."
Song Xuanhe just said it casually, and he couldn't help but laugh when he heard the cautious voice from the other side, and said: "Okay, you just keep watching over there, don't let go of Liu Xu either."
“No.” The man hesitated and said, “It seems that Liuxu also sent people to take some photos secretly, but they couldn’t find a place, so they could only take a few photos outside.”
Song Xuanhe smiled when he heard that, leaning back in his chair, he said lazily, "I am the one who is most willing to help others when they are in need. I will help her solve all her problems."
The detective had also had a lot of contact with Song Xuanhe, but after hearing what he said, he was once again shocked by his shamelessness, so after several seconds he said: "In this case, I wish Mr. Song all his wishes come true."
After hanging up the phone, Song Xuanhe touched his chin, looking forward to the good show that would be staged in the future.
After taking a quick shower and changing into home clothes, the rain outside showed no sign of letting up. Song Xuan checked the time on his phone, and pursed the corners of his mouth, which had been slightly raised. He felt inexplicably irritated.
He lay down on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He suddenly sat up and rubbed his hair roughly: "How is Xiao Yuanmu now?"
The system can monitor Xiao Yuanmu's every move. As long as Song Xuanhe wants to watch, he can see what Xiao Yuanmu is doing like a live video.
The system didn't expect Song Xuanhe to suddenly ask about Xiao Yuanmu, but still replied: [Still on the way to Jinji, the rain was too heavy, it took him ten minutes to walk out from here just now. 】
Keep in mind that it takes about 30 minutes to get from here to the old streets of Xicheng District by car. With the heavy rain now, it will probably take even longer.
Song Xuanhe kicked the pillow to the ground, not knowing what was irritating him. After turning on the light, he felt even more annoyed.
He got out of bed, drank a glass of water, then ran to the cloakroom, got some clothes to put on, changed his shoes and went out.
Where are you going? 】
Song Xuanhe started the car and said calmly, "I can't sleep, so I'm going out for a drive."
Going for a ride in a rainstorm?
Although Ergou is not a human and doesn't understand humans very well, he knows that no one would go out for a ride in such a rainy day that it hurts when the rain hits their body.
But as long as Song Xuanhe didn't do anything that violated the plot, it would not obstruct him, so it didn't say anything.
Song Xuanhe asked the system to report Xiao Yuanmu's location, stepped on the accelerator and drove to Jinji. Just after parking the car, he saw Xiao Yuanmu coming out with porridge.
However, please remember that there is a sidewalk at the door, so if you want to get a taxi you have to walk to the driveway in the rain. In this kind of weather, the taxis are almost full and it is impossible to stop a taxi.
Song Xuanhe watched Xiao Yuanmu put the porridge in his arms and stop several cars outside but none of them stopped, so he finally raised his legs and crossed the road.
He took an umbrella, opened the car door and followed him from a distance. To be honest, Song Xuanhe didn't know why he could have slept in a warm and dry bed, but had to run out and get wet in the wind. He had only been walking for two minutes when he was soaked all over. The umbrella he was holding seemed to be just a decoration.
However, Xiao Yuanmu in front was still walking, so Song Xuanhe couldn't stop.
It was nearly eleven o'clock at this time. The wind and rain were too strong, and there were almost no people on the street. Even at the bus stop, there were only a few people waiting for the bus.
There was no bus passing by where they lived at this station, so Xiao Yuanmu did not stop and continued walking forward.
Song Xuanhe stood at the intersection, looking at the empty road to the right, and suddenly stopped. His eyes fell on a blue signpost not far away - Yuandong Road.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and could vaguely see a black off-road vehicle driving towards him. He had already watched the plot countless times in the past few days and he remembered it very well.
Song Xuanhe knew who was in the car, and he also knew that the car would hit Xiao Yuanmu, so he stood still and watched Xiao Yuanmu approach the car quietly. His knuckles holding the umbrella had turned white.
The author has something to say: Song Xuanhe: My boyfriend and his future boyfriend met in front of me, and it was a classic idol drama plot of meeting in a car accident. What expression should I make?
Xiao Yuanmu: No need for expression, just lie down.
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