Song Xuanhe disagreed. He and Xiao Yuanmu had no future, let alone whether they would remember it or not.
Just then, the dean came back. He stood up and said, "Dean, you're back."
The dean came back in a hurry because he saw that the rain outside the window seemed to be lighter. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to go out, so he did not come in, but said: "The rain is lighter now, let's go over right away."
Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu naturally had no objection. Song Xuanhe supported the dean and walked in front, while Xiao Yuanmu walked behind holding the puppy. The three of them and the dog walked on the quiet path they came from. The sound of heavy rain was noisy, mixed with the occasional humming of the puppy, and the previous eerie and terrifying feeling was gone.
Although the director was old, his legs and feet were very flexible. He walked even more flexibly than Song Xuan and the other two. Without any delay, he arrived at the two-story building where all the staff and teachers of the welfare home lived in just ten minutes.
Xiao Yuanmu's room was at the innermost side of the second floor, right next to the dean's room, so the three of them went upstairs together. When they reached the door, the dean smiled and said, "Toiletries are available in the washroom. You two were caught in the rain just now, so you'd better take a shower to warm up before going to bed."
"We know, grandma, you should go to bed early."
The dean sighed and gave a few more instructions before opening the door and entering the room.
Song Xuanhe turned to look at the wooden door that was at a right angle to Xiao Yuanmu's room, walked over and pushed it open, and was surprised to see this small but clean bathroom: "Is this a public bathroom?"
Xiao Yuanmu thought he was disgusted by the shabby environment here, so he didn't say anything. However, Song Xuanhe said, "The dean got caught in the rain just now. How about we let her take a shower first?"
Not hearing Xiao Yuanmu's voice, Song Xuanhe closed the door and turned around to ask, "Is there a bathroom in the dean's room?"
"No." Xiao Yuanmu said, his voice clear and warm: "She is used to taking a bath over there after dinner. Don't worry, grandma will boil a pot of hot water for herself."
When in the welfare home, Xiao Yuanmu's voice was always gentler than usual, but this was the first time he took the initiative to explain. Song Xuanhe looked at Xiao Yuanmu in surprise, but didn't say much.
Xiao Yuanmu opened the door of the room and let Song Xuanhe in. Then he put the puppy in the corner, picked up a piece of clothing to cushion the puppy, and looked up and said, "You can wear any clothes in my closet. Take them and take a shower."
Song Xuanhe did not move. Instead, he watched with great interest as Xiao Yuanmu wiped the puppy's fur. It had been raining heavily and seemed to have no direction, drifting everywhere. Not only them, but also the puppy in Xiao Yuanmu's arms was a little wet. However, in comparison, the rain on the puppy's fur was just the surface.
The little puppy seemed to know who truly loved it and was kind to it. When Xiao Yuanmu was wiping its body, it cried in a milky voice, and its tail swung so hard that the afterimage could not be seen clearly. It also licked Xiao Yuanmu's hand from time to time.
"I picked up this little guy." Song Xuanhe sighed and said, "I didn't expect it would only pee on its savior, but wag its tail and lick your hand."
Xiao Yuanmu gently stroked the puppy's head. His voice was as gentle as before, without the coldness. It sounded clear and crisp in the rainstorm: "Animals are different from humans. They know very well who is good and who is bad. The bad ones may not remember grudges, but once someone is good to them, they will remember it for the rest of their lives."
Song Xuanhe looked at Xiao Yuanmu's lowered eyes thoughtfully, and said with a smirk, "I didn't expect you like dogs."
Xiao Yuanmu placed the dried puppy on soft clothes, stood up and looked at Song Xuanhe, saying in a calm voice: "Sometimes, dogs are more lovable than people."
Song Xuanhe nodded in agreement when he heard this, and said with a half-smile, "That's true, otherwise how could there be such a thing as 'worse than beasts'?"
After a joke, he stopped while he was ahead, picked up a piece of clothing from the closet at random, and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
In the bathroom, as the hot water poured down, Song Xuanhe felt the coldness in his body dissipate a lot.
[I didn’t expect that the boss had such a miserable childhood. 】
Song Xuanhe was washing his hair when the system's voice suddenly appeared. Just as he was completely relaxed, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind. Even though it was a very familiar voice, Song Xuanhe was still startled for a moment.
But after being surprised, he instantly felt a little regretful. Just now when he was on the path, he could clearly ask the system to tell him what was behind him, but he forgot about it because he was scared at that time. He knew that Xiao Yuanmu was trying to trick him, but the system didn't take the initiative to tell him. He usually called him brother, but he didn't expect it to be so plastic.
Song Xuanhe didn't tell the system what he was thinking. Hearing this, the system felt a little aggrieved and explained: [At that time, I went to check the boss's childhood and didn't pay attention to your situation. I was very shocked at the time. I didn't expect that the protagonist of this world had experienced so many things in his childhood. Do you know why he is afraid of snakes? 】
Song Xuanhe paused while washing his hair, and the foam fell into his eyes. He wiped it off and said lightly: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. 】
The system was stunned. It thought Song Xuanhe would definitely want to listen, but it didn't expect him to be completely uninterested. It couldn't help but wonder: [Why? 】
[No reason.] Song Xuanhe tilted his head back, letting the water hit his forehead, then flow to the back of his head while brushing across his eyelashes. After his hair was rinsed clean, he said: [There is no need for Xiao Yuanmu and I to have more interactions. There is a saying among humans that curiosity kills the cat. The same is true for Xiao Yuanmu and I. I know too many things about him, which does me no good at all. 】
The system fell silent after hearing this, and asked after a while: [Is it because he threatened you when you knew he was afraid of snakes? 】
【no. 】
Song Xuanhe pursed his lips. He was not blind, so he naturally did not think that Xiao Yuanmu was really threatening him at that time. In fact, it was not a negative emotion at all, but it could not be called friendly either. The light that burst out of Xiao Yuanmu's dark eyes at that time was scorching and shocking.
If I had to describe it, it's like the look in the eyes of a water-starved traveler in the desert when he sees an oasis - a crazy, burning look full of determination and possessiveness.
Song Xuanhe could understand Xiao Yuanmu's emotions at that moment. Some people, when their secrets that they don't want to be known are discovered, would kill people to silence them as soon as possible for fear of losing control. However, some people would feel excited and stimulated when faced with such a situation.
It is always lonely and unbearable to carry any secret alone. Even if it is a difficult-to-conquer psychological shadow, in front of someone with absolute control, it will not be their weak spot that they fear for the future. On the contrary, rather than hiding it, they would rather completely eliminate and conquer the shadow.
If at this time, there is an insider who can have absolute control over the situation, then they will definitely find ways to completely control this person in their hands, and then treat this person as the most special existence.
There are many kinds of special existences, they can be friends, relatives, lovers or subordinates, but what is absolutely not allowed to change is their desire to control that person and their absolutely intimate relationship.
The relationship between him and Xiao Yuanmu had not reached this point, and precisely because of this, he was even more reluctant to know more about Xiao Yuanmu's past. People would always subconsciously open up to those who shared secrets with them or knew their secrets.
And he didn't need Xiao Yuanmu to open his heart, because he knew that Xiao Yuanmu's past could indeed move him.
The system was puzzled. Seeing that Song Xuanhe had finished taking a shower, it couldn't help but ask: [Why is that? 】
Song Xuanhe put on his clothes, his expression was surprisingly cold: [I just said that knowing too much about him will not benefit me at all. On the contrary, it will only bring harm. 】
The system stopped talking. Song Xuanhe pushed the door open and went out. He stood in the cold wind for a while, shivered, and then knocked on Xiao Yuanmu's door and went in.
Xiao Yuanmu was on the phone, and he hung up when he saw Song Xuanhe coming in. When he saw his pale lips, he paused, then said, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No." Song Xuanhe wiped his hair with a towel, avoiding Xiao Yuanmu's gaze and said calmly, "Go wash it, it's getting late."
Xiao Yuanmu's gaze stayed on him for a little longer after hearing what he said, but he could only see the white towel tossed back and forth by his fingers. His eyes darkened slightly, and his voice returned to its usual coldness: "That's my towel, I only have one."
Song Xuanhe paused while wiping his head, handed him the towel, then lifted the quilt and sat on the bed and said, "I don't know, it's a little wet, sorry."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened. He looked at Song Xuan and her cold and distant face before looking away. His tone was unpredictable: "This seems to be the first time you apologize to me."
"It's my duty." Song Xuanhe didn't care about her wet hair, and huddled under the quilt, saying, "You were so kind to take me in, and it hurt your own interests, so of course I have to apologize."
His tone was matter-of-fact and polite, without any of the arrogance and domineering attitude from before.
But for some reason, Xiao Yuanmu felt a surge of anger in his heart. He threw the towel in his hand onto the bed, bent down and pinched Song Xuanhe's chin, and said, "We are lovers, so it can't be said that you are taking me in. But when it comes to my interests, you have indeed damaged a lot."
After saying that, Xiao Yuanmu directly covered Song Xuanhe's lips. As his tongue penetrated into his body, his hand also reached in from between his clothes. Unlike the tyranny between his lips and teeth, his hand casually brushed across his smooth skin with gentle movements.
Song Xuanhe was stunned at first, then he began to struggle. Although he was not as strong as Xiao Yuanmu, he was a grown man after all, and it didn't take long for him to break free from his restraints.
Xiao Yuanmu straightened up, looked down at him, and said calmly: "These are normal between lovers, right? If you haven't done it, isn't it damaging my interests?"
Song Xuanhe was caught off guard by the kiss just now, and now she heard his words that seemed to be reasonable but actually had no logic at all, and her brain was unable to react.
Xiao Yuanmu leaned forward again, and under Song Xuanhe's vigilant gaze, he met his eyes, curled his lips and said, "Since you have harmed my interests, you should apologize and... compensate me, right?"
Xiao Yuanmu spoke the last three words in a low and hoarse voice, as if he was biting the end of the tone, as if he was tempting people to give him a satisfactory answer.
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