Song Xuanhe felt very tired and had a headache.
Just as he was about to turn over and rub his head, he found that there was a person's arm across his waist, restraining him. After feeling his movement, he retracted his arm and pulled him, causing him to instantly bump into the person's chest.
Song Xuanhe's mind was still in a mess. He raised his head in a daze and saw a sleeping face. He blinked, and as his memory came back, the confusion in his eyes gradually faded away, and then his pupils shrank.
Last night, Xiao Yuanmu kissed him while he was drunk.
Song Xuanhe's expression changed again and again, replaying the scenes of last night in her mind, from Xiao Yuanmu's unpredictable expression to his sudden kiss. Several thoughts flashed through her mind, and she always felt that something was wrong, but it was like a meteor without a tail, disappearing in an instant, and she couldn't grasp the clue.
Previously, he felt that the relationship between him and Xiao Yuanmu seemed to have reached the freezing point as he wished, but Xiao Yuanmu's performance yesterday clearly did not seem to be the case.
Moreover, the memory of Xiao Yuanmu yesterday gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. He didn't feel anything when he was drunk, but now when he thought about it, he just wanted to stay as far away from him as possible.
Song Xuanhe untied Xiao Yuanmu's arm from his waist without any gentle movements, sat up and looked down at this perfect sleeping face.
For some reason, he always felt as if he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember it no matter what.
Under Song Xuanhe's gaze, Xiao Yuanmu slowly opened his eyes. He was a little surprised to see that Song Xuanhe had already woken up. His brows wrinkled for a moment and then quickly smoothed out. There was a clear smile in his eyes. His voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Good morning."
It's like...
Song Xuanhe widened his eyes, just like Xiao Yuanmu before the car accident!
They had been getting along together for a long time, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Xiao Yuanmu's changes. It should be said that except that Xiao Yuanmu looked better than before but talked less, there was no other difference from before the car accident, so he didn't notice anything wrong.
However, the Xiao Yuanmu in his memory last night was different from the Xiao Yuanmu he had met before. The difference was very subtle, and the only difference was probably the way he looked at people.
In the past, Xiao Yuanmu, even when he was angry and had a cold face, he still looked at people with warmth. He remembered that time when Song Jiani deliberately provoked him in his office, although he controlled his temper well, there was still a hint of coldness and unhappiness in his eyes.
But now, even though Xiao Yuanmu didn't have a cold face, there was no warmth when he looked at people. Song Xuanhe thought of Sun Jinren last night, and remembered the strange feeling he had when he saw Xiao Yuanmu looking at Sun Jinren when he glanced at him inadvertently yesterday.
It was as if he was not looking at a human being who existed on an equal footing with him, but just an insignificant object, or an ant that could be crushed at any time. Even in the face of Sun Jinren's disgusting words and explicit look, he was not angry or upset, as if he did not take him seriously at all.
Song Xuanhe's expression changed slightly, and there was undisguised resistance in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Yuanmu. He got out of bed from one side, turned over and put on his clothes casually, ignoring Xiao Yuanmu's good morning. After washing up, he left the room as normally as possible.
The door was closed, Xiao Yuanmu supported himself on the bed with one hand and sat up, with a faint and soothing smile on his lips.
Last night was the most peaceful sleep he had had in more than 20 years. He fell into a deep sleep the moment he closed his eyes and had a sweet night. When he woke up, he felt rare comfort and was in a very good mood.
I didn't expect that Song Xuanhe could be used in this way.
However, Xiao Yuanmu recalled Song Xuan's panic-like expression of resistance just now, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He could tell that he was trying his best to hide it. If it was him before his rebirth, perhaps he wouldn't be able to see anything, but now, almost no one's emotions could be hidden from his eyes.
Moreover, Xiao Yuanmu thought that Song Xuanhe's appearance of pretending to be calm and then running away was very cute.
After he was truly willing to open his heart and accept the memories before his rebirth, he understood why he fell in love with Song Xuanhe before his rebirth.
Because of his intelligence and frankness, as well as his awkwardness and clumsiness, Song Xuanhe is a person who lives very authentically and truly. This is the freedom he longs for in every life, regardless of his net worth or class. This is a mentality that allows him to be free no matter what situation he is in.
Just like what I heard before, I love a free soul more than a bound love.
Song Xuanhe in this life is probably a free soul.
Although he might not be able to love Song Xuanhe as purely as he did before his rebirth, and he might not even be able to truly love him in his entire life, but he would never let go of the existence that could make him feel at ease and happy.
Song Xuanhe hurried out of the room and went to the buffet restaurant on the fourth floor. He picked up a few pieces of bread and a glass of juice, then found a place to sit down.
After drinking the iced orange juice in one gulp, the hairs that had stood up due to speculation smoothed out a little. Song Xuanhe took a deep breath, looked at the rippling blue sea outside the round window, and gradually calmed down.
Without the opportunity, Xiao Yuanmu could not have been reborn so early. Moreover, even if Xiao Yuanmu was really reborn, he had not done anything to let him down. Thinking about it this way, it might be a good thing for him.
【system. 】
【What's wrong? 】The system answered very seriously. It had already figured out a pattern. Every time Song Xuanhe called him "Ergou", it was not a big deal. But once it called it "system" seriously, it was a problem.
[Do you feel that Xiao recently...]
"Hello, excuse me, can we sit here?"
The words he was saying were interrupted in his mind. Song Xuanhe looked up at the person who came, his face showing no sign of hiding his impatience at being interrupted.
The two men naturally saw Song Xuanhe's expression, but they thought that Song Xuanhe was unhappy about being interrupted in his solitude, so the man who just spoke asked, "Are you the one who took a picture of Master Mai Fei'er's cuffs yesterday?"
Song Xuanhe frowned, didn't say anything, just looked at the man calmly.
The young man was a little displeased by his straightforward gaze, but he still said, "It's like this, I want to discuss something with you. Can I sit here and discuss it with you in detail?"
"Sorry, I want to have breakfast alone now." Song Xuanhe said lightly, his refusal was very obvious.
The young man paused, looking somewhat at a loss. The blond man standing next to him frowned and said in fluent Chinese, "Sir, we are here to talk to you sincerely. We hope you can speak to us with basic respect and decency."
Song Xuanhe's head was still aching after he woke up in the morning. He was already upset when he thought about what happened last night and his own guesses. Now the two of them were stuck at the entrance of the wooden warehouse. Except for facing Xiao Yuanmu, who would have control over his life and death in the future, Young Master Song had never wronged himself.
Therefore, facing the two people in front of him, he had no intention of being polite at all.
"I wonder if the two people who interrupted others' meals during breakfast and asked to share a seat in such a large and empty cafeteria were any better at respecting others and being decent than I was."
Song Xuanhe raised his chin slightly and glanced at people with his eyes slightly lowered. Even when he was sitting, he had a sense of superiority and dignity. His aura was no less than the two standing ones, and even more so.
"Don't be ungrateful!" The blond man spoke the Chinese language fluently as if it were his mother tongue, and he spoke idioms without stuttering. He said, "We came here with sincerity, and Deyi was very polite when talking to you. It was you who spoke rudely first, and even said that I didn't know how to respect others."
Song Xuanhe sneered and raised his eyebrows, "Excuse me, Mr. Deyi, you should be Chinese, right? Which word in the sentence I just said was rude? Is it rude to refuse a stranger's request to share a seat in a restaurant with vacancies?"
Jiang Deyi was angry and annoyed by Song Xuan and the adjective with the same name as him, but he also knew that the people on this cruise ship were either rich or noble, and they were not easy to provoke, so even if he was angry, he still suppressed his anger and said gently: "My friend is not familiar with Chinese idioms. I apologize to you. We want to share the seat with you without any bad intentions. We really want to discuss something with you, which is about the cufflinks you bought yesterday."
Song Xuanhe did not hide the sarcasm in his eyes at all, but the corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone became much gentler: "Since you are a foreigner, I can forgive you for not understanding our culture and misusing idioms. I also need to apologize for what happened before. I have no ill intentions in refusing to share a seat with you, but I don't like to be disturbed when I am having breakfast. Now I hope you can respect me and let me finish my breakfast quietly, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from not far away, without any concealment, which made Jiang Deyi and the other man standing on the side look ugly in an instant.
Being humiliated again and again in such a public occasion, Jiang Deyi's face became hot and his eyes were filled with anger, but he just smiled and said to the man beside him: "Hayden, let's go."
The blond man called Hayden was not so easy to talk to. He supported the table with one hand, leaned down and stared at Song Xuanhe and said, "I am Hayden Schroeder, I hope you can talk to me properly."
Song Xuanhe curled his lips and looked at me fearlessly, "I'm Song Xuanhe. I hope you can speak Chinese before talking to me."
Hayden Schroeder didn't expect that Song Xuanhe showed no fear or respect after hearing his last name, but dared to provoke him like this. He stood up straight with an unpredictable expression: "That cufflink means a lot to my friend. We are willing to buy it from you at twice the auction price. I hope you will give it up."
The noise here was not loud, but the restaurant was empty and quiet, so the eyes of the people sitting nearby were vaguely focused on this side. Some people watched the whole thing from beginning to end, so even if they thought Hayden Schroeder was a bit arrogant, they also felt that the price he offered was very generous.
The cufflink itself was worth only 200,000, but it was sold for more than 500,000 yesterday, which was already more than double its original price. If it was sold to Hayden Schroeder now, it would be a profit, although it was only a small profit. However, the Schroeder family was affiliated with the Hoffman family, one of the eight major families, so it was not a loss to do him a favor.
There is no way that there is anyone on this ship who doesn't know the Schroeder family, so it seems likely that the yellow boy will agree to his conditions.
However, Song Xuanhe was indeed the only person on the ship who did not know about the Schroeder family. The original owner remembered the existence of the eight major families, and they were also in the book, but he had never recorded all the affiliates of the eight major families. Even if he was extremely unhappy, it would be useless if the Jade Emperor came.
"That cufflink means a lot to me too." Song Xuanhe said calmly, "If there's nothing else, I hope you two won't disturb me while I'm having breakfast."
"I'm very sorry for the offense I caused you." Jiang Deyi said, "I know you won't be short of one or two million, Mr. Song, but I hope you can listen to the reason why I want to buy this cufflink. This cufflink is really important to me. It affects my life."
Jiang Deyi's expression was sincere and his tone was earnest. Those who felt that he was being rude by disturbing Song Xuan and asking to share a seat with her now found it understandable after hearing what he said.
If it is something that is of vital importance to a person's life, it would be difficult for anyone to be indifferent.
But what does a cuff of Master McPhail have to do with a person’s life?
Most of the people who were watching the show with their ears perked up had the same question, and so more and more gazes were looking over here.
Seeing that Song Xuanhe didn't say anything, Jiang Deyi breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly happy in his heart. He continued while the iron was hot, "Actually, I'm a fashion designer who just graduated from Maranhou College. I've listened to Master McPhee's class and have admired him ever since. I've even been inspired by Master McPhee's works. Master McPhee said before that he was going to cooperate with a clothing brand to hold a big show, but he doesn't look at qualifications and history, he only looks at the designer's work, so I wanted to give it a try. Master McPhee's cufflinks are of great significance to him. I hope to use this cufflink as a stepping stone to get cooperation. I hope you can sell the cufflinks to me."
Jiang Deyi spoke a long string of words, took a deep breath, and looked at Song Xuanhe expectantly.
However, Song Xuanhe didn't even raise his eyelids. After listening to him, he raised his eyes after a few seconds, as if he had been distracted for a long time and just came back to his senses. Then he said lightly: "Oh."
After that, there was no more talk.
The expression on Jiang Deyi's face almost couldn't be maintained. He didn't expect that after he said so much, Song Xuanhe only answered him with an "Oh", and he suspected that he didn't even listen to him!
"Mr. Song." Jiang Deyi forced a smile and said, "Excuse me, can you sell me the cufflinks?"
Song Xuanhe tilted his head and suddenly asked, "If this cufflink is so important, why didn't you buy it at the auction yesterday? I remember that everyone's albums were the same. It shouldn't be that I saw this cufflink, but you didn't see it and thought it was of great significance."
Jiang Deyi froze and glanced at Hayden beside him. Hayden felt a little guilty when he looked at him, but he still curled his lips when he thought of the satisfaction last night and said, "We had other things to do last night, so we didn't attend the auction. You just need to hand over the cufflink to us and we will give you twice the money. Why are you talking so much?"
"On the cruise ship, there are other things that are more important than extraordinary things that are related to life." Song Xuanhe glanced at the traces of Jiang Deyi's collar with a smile, and said: "Mr. Deyi seems to have more extraordinary things than normal people."
The guest who was sitting not far away and could also see the kiss marks on Jiang Deyi's body chuckled a few times and explained in a low voice to the guests at the same table who could not see it because of the angle.
Most of the people who could board this cruise ship knew the guests on the cruise ship like the back of their hands. Even if they were not familiar with them, they could recognize their faces. They all knew Song Xuanhe and Hayden. They had indeed never seen Jiang Deyi, whom Hayden brought with him. When they saw the kiss marks on his body and the expression on his face that all men understood when Hayden talked about other things in person, what else was there that they didn't know?
It seems that I missed the auction yesterday because I was doing something with my lover, and today I did this to please my lover.
The expression on Jiang Deyi's face was almost frozen, and he couldn't move. The laughter just now reached his ears. The subtle and unscrupulous stares from others made him feel ashamed. At this time, seeing Song Xuanhe who was calm and composed, his original anger turned into resentment.
"Mr. Song." Jiang Deyi lowered his voice and said, "If you don't want to sell it, forget it. Why do you have to insult me with such bad words?"
Song Xuanhe blinked and said innocently: "I don't know which word of mine is considered bad words. I will change it."
Hayden didn't care about others knowing what he and Jiang Deyi did. He also felt that there was no need to hide it. However, Song Xuanhe's uncooperative attitude made him feel provoked. He said, "Mr. Song, I wonder which is more important, a cuff or your family? Which one means more to you?"
Hearing Hayden's threat, Song Xuanhe did laugh. He said, "I like that cufflink very much. Although it is not of special significance, I don't plan to give it to others. As for my family, of course it cannot compare with Mr. Deyi's special significance."
"Mr. Song!" At this moment, Jiang Deyi felt that every word Song Xuanhe said was hinting at the fact that he was bending under Haiden. Every light glance from the people around him made him feel that they were actually mocking his lack of self-discipline, which made him very embarrassed. Moreover, at this moment, Song Xuanhe was still not giving in to her, which made him even more ashamed and angry.
"I have just said that the cufflink means a lot to me, and I have explained why it means a lot to me. I hope you won't misinterpret my meaning in other ways. I came to you before because I thought that the cufflink was just a decoration to you, but it was related to my entire career and life, so I came forward rashly. Since you don't want to, there is no need to say more."
Jiang Deyi's eyes turned red with anger, and he said angrily, "I know that to a young master like you, my significance and life are not as important as your momentary happiness, but I don't think I am inferior to you. I hope you will apologize to me for your rude words just now."
"Why should he apologize?" A clear voice interrupted, "You forced him to share the table regardless of his wishes, and then you didn't care whether he wanted to hear the meaningful story between you and the cufflinks. You also falsely accused him of speaking ill of you, and now you are forcing him to apologize. I don't see that he thinks you are inferior, but I see that you are being aggressive here."
Guan Zhi and Zhou Nan walked out from the back. After Song Xuan sat down at the table, Guan Zhi continued, "I think you should apologize."
Hayden looked at Guan Zhi in astonishment. Of course he knew the only heir of the Guan family. He had never heard of any relationship between the heir of the Guan family and the Song family of China before. It should be said that the Song family of China had no relationship with the eight major families. He did not expect that Guan Zhi would stand up for him at this time.
The moment he saw Guan Zhi sitting down, Hayden made a decision in his mind. He turned to look at Jiang Deyi and said, "Apologize."
Jiang Deyi didn't know Guan Zhi, but when he saw Hayden's expression, he knew that this person should not be provoked. He found Song Xuanhe before only because Hayden's family background was better than his and he could use his power to pressure others. Now that someone with a better family background has come, he naturally dare not not apologize. After all, Hayden was someone he had finally established, and he couldn't make him angry.
"I'm very sorry." Jiang Deyi lowered his head, looking a little embarrassed: "That cufflink is too important to me. I was too anxious and forgot my limits. I hope you can forgive me."
Song Xuanhe's gaze shifted from Guan Zhi, who was eating his bread, to Jiang Deyi. His expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "I know that cufflink means a lot to you and is important to your life, but it's none of my business. You don't need to apologize for interrupting my breakfast. It would be better if you turn around and get out of my sight."
Guan Zhi laughed while biting the bread. He thought Song Xuanhe was only rude to him, but he didn't expect that he was like this to others as well. It seemed that it wasn't that Song Xuanhe didn't like him, but that he was like this to everyone.
However, he seemed to feel a little different about Xiao Yuanmu from yesterday, Guan Zhi thought calmly as he took a bite of bread.
"Don't go too far." Hayden frowned. He was afraid of Guan Zhi, and he asked Jiang Deyi to apologize to Song Xuanhe because of Guan Zhi, but that didn't mean he would be afraid of Song Xuanhe. In his opinion, the Song family was not worth mentioning at all.
"Hayden."
Jiang Deyi pulled Hayden's sleeve, wanting to persuade him not to say anything more. However, just as he was about to open his mouth, he saw a man with an extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance walking towards him. He forgot to say anything and only felt his heart beating like a drum and could no longer take his eyes away.
This person is his muse.
Song Xuanhe also saw Xiao Yuanmu, who was wearing a shirt and trousers. He walked towards him slowly and steadily, his eyes fixed on him, like a big net, leisurely trying to catch the prey into the net, but in the blink of an eye, that feeling disappeared instantly.
The cold look on Xiao Yuanmu's face melted a little when he saw him. His eyes were just like before the car accident, covered with a thin chill that seemed to be easily broken. Even though it was icy, it was not ruthless.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered his guesses and things he had prepared to confirm before the two people came, but after seeing Xiao Yuanmu, that guess was gradually suppressed in his heart.
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips gently, maybe he was drunk yesterday and saw it wrong, or his head was still not clear and he was overthinking.
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