After confirming that Xiao Shenglin was fine, Song Xuanhe randomly booked Zhang Fei's nearest flight abroad and left without saying hello to anyone, leaving only two notes, one of which was given to someone at Song's downstairs Song Xuanlin, one left in the apartment in the city center.
When Song Xuanlin received this note, he still thought it was Song Xuanhe's prank. He didn't go home sullenly and worried until the phone was completely dead, the apartment was empty and the same note was left behind. In front of Li Nian'an, he concealed it perfectly, making Li Nian'an think that Song Xuanhe's departure had been reported to Song Xuanlin, so even if it was concerned, he was not too worried.
However, Zhou Nan and the others were different. They realized that something was wrong when they couldn't get through to him for several days. They went to Feng Tong's studio first, but Feng Tong hadn't seen Song Xuan and Song Xuan for a long time. up.
Because Song Xuan and the clothes he was working on had already been completed, he hadn’t been to the studio for a long time. Before Xiao Shenglin’s car accident, he had told Feng Tong that he would leave for a while and would come back before Fashion Week in October. Others are not accounted for.
Feng Tong answered them in the same way, but Zhou Nan still couldn't let go, and went directly to Song Xuanhe's apartment. He knew where the key card of Song Xuanhe's apartment was. After entering, he left in the empty living room. After a circle, I finally found a note on the floor-to-ceiling window glass, with six words written on it: Go out to play, don't look for it.
Concise and concise, heartbreakingly heartless.
Zhou Nan was so angry that he kicked his floor-to-ceiling window directly. Because the window was too strong, he hopped on one leg with his painful foot for a long time before recovering. After recovering, the more he thought about it, the more angry he shouted, "I'm so worried about you!" What a fool!
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Song Xuanhe, who was thousands of kilometers away, took a few photos with his camera at a good angle. After politely declining the strange girl's invitation to strike up a conversation, he picked up the sandwich he bought casually after getting off the plane and took a bite. He frowned, and before he could swallow it, he sneezed suddenly, and sprayed out a neat mouthful of sandwiches, attracting the attention of other tourists.
The girl who had just approached him was still dawdling around, but after seeing the sandwich, she hesitated for a few seconds before turning around and leaving.
Song Xuanhe wiped his mouth casually, wiped or picked up the sandwiches that were accidentally left on his clothes and the ground just now, and after tidying up everything, he raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Fortunately, I was standing far away, and almost stained One of the Seven Wonders of the World."
[I thought you did it on purpose.]The system said in Song Xuanhe's mind with a familiar tone: [Didn't you use this similar method to get rid of men and women who pester you these days.]
Song Xuan said condescendingly: [You have read so many books about humans and collected so much information about humans, haven’t you heard a word?]
The system is curious: [What words.]
[There are three things in this world that cannot be concealed, cough, poverty and love.]Song Xuanhe put away the camera, and said while walking: [Sneezing is the same.]
The system was silent for a few seconds, and said: [I only know that in your human language, if someone sneezes, it is scolding you or cursing you, which one do you think it is?]
[miss me. ] Song Xuanhe pursed his lips and said: [At this time, Zhou Nan probably already knew that I was not in the country, maybe he missed me.]
The system was silent for a longer time this time, and then said: [I think he only scolds you.]
Song Xuanhe took a cup of coffee, found a random place to sit down, looked down at the photos of the past few days, smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth curled up and said: [If you scold me, you have to think of me first.]
The system stopped talking again. In the past half a month, from a small country in Europe to this country, Song Xuanhe made him feel very deeply the meaning of the saying that his face is comparable to a city wall.
It believes that when Song Xuanhe was in Huaguo, he might still be scruples about some character designs, so when facing Wei Chen and Zhou Nan, they only played two or three successes.
But thinking of what Song Xuanhe said just now, he said systematically, not to be outdone: [Love cannot be concealed, so Xiao Yuanmu did those things because he loves you?]
Song Xuanhe thought for a while, and before he could answer, the system said again: [Then you dumped the person he arranged to follow you, does it prove that you rejected his love and you don't love him.]
[What do you say about AI love or not.]Song Xuanhe stood up, lifted the luggage bag that only contained a few pieces of clothes, and said lightly: [The same can't be in love according to the pinyin.]
For more than half a month, the system has already gotten used to Song Xuanhe's blows, and as a system, apart from feeling that the illusory main chip is a little hot, it has not felt the anger-like emotions of human beings, so it is very acceptable. Good, still asking with the most sincere spirit of truth-seeking: [Then do you like him or not? I analyzed that you bought the plane ticket after you returned from the hospital because you wanted to escape the fact that you didn't want to face.]
[What fact?]
The system choked, aggrieved and said: [I don't know.]
Song Xuanhe got into the stopped car, reported the address of the hotel, then closed his eyes and meditated: [Don't BB if you don't know.]
The system shut up aggrievedly, and began to calculate how long it would have to get along with Song Xuanhe. It was eager to leave the host who had such a bad temper and disliked it so much. After finding out that there was only half a year left, it somehow felt that Song Xuanhe Xuanhe's temper may not be so bad, but even so, it will not say a word to Song Xuanhe again today.
After checking in, Song Xuanhe didn't go back to the room immediately, but handed over the luggage to the room manager, and took the camera to the street to find food.
However, he didn't find anything to eat, but he ran into an acquaintance first.
Seeing the young man waving at him with bright eyes in front of him, Song Xuanhe turned around expressionlessly and changed his way.
Seeing that Song Xuanhe pretended not to see him, Guan Zhi scolded Xiao Yuanmu angrily, raised his legs and followed him. After chasing for a while, he finally caught up with Song Xuanhe who had already turned several alleys, and said: "What did you see me running?"
Song Xuanhe replied to him: "What did you see me chasing after?"
This sentence is very problematic, but Guan Zhi will not be able to find words to refute for a while.
Seeing that he was silent, Song Xuanhe said again, "Why are you here?"
Guan Zhi's eyes wandered for a moment, and he said, "School is on holiday, I'll come out to play."
"Your school is on holiday every day?" Song Xuanhe sneered.
Hearing Song Xuanhe's ridicule, Guan Zhi was not happy anymore, he snorted coldly and said, "Our school has many holidays, do you envy it?"
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and remained silent, while Guan Zhi puffed up his face, but couldn't find anything to say.
The two were silent for a long time, Song Xuanhe sighed, and said, "Okay, follow if you want, just don't make trouble for me."
"How could I make trouble for you? You underestimate me too much."
In the next few days, Guan Zhi fully proved that Song Xuanhe really underestimated him.
Although he is only 18 years old, both the itinerary and the time are arranged in an orderly manner. Even when he knew that Song Xuan and the purpose of traveling around the world were to collect folk songs, he even took care of all the places he had traveled around the world in the past 18 years. Meimei introduced him again, which benefited Song Xuanhe a lot.
This world is roughly the same as Song Xuanhe's world section, but the development and human history of each country are somewhat different. A little deviation can change history, so in just two months, Song Xuanhe fully felt the discovery The excitement of new things and seeing beauties never seen before.
Guan Zhi followed him all the way from the country of Egypt to the country of Morocco, looking at every unique and impactful photo under his lens, from the initial surprise to the current admiration, the two bickered and supported all the way, from Egypt Their wallets were stolen on the streets of China, and they were surrounded by people begging for money outside the Moro Country Bar. Song Xuanhe and Guan Zhi walked along the way, and their relationship gradually deepened, and they inevitably felt a little bit reluctant when they parted.
"I will go to your exhibition in City Y. I will be with my mother and my sister when the time comes, but I will go to school after your exhibition, so I won't be able to play with you then." Standing at the Imperial Capital Airport At the door, Guan Zhi looked very sad, he said: "When the time comes, you must write down the delicious food and send it to me. I will ask my housekeeper to send someone to buy it for me. Don't forget, there is still waiting for me. I'll play with you again during the holidays."
Song Xuanhe looked at the reluctance of the little spies who should have separated when Casa was not at the airport but insisted on going to the imperial capital with him first and then turning back, finally he raised his hand and rubbed his head softly, saying :"Let's go back."
Guan Zhi pouted and looked at him: "You have to promise to let me follow you next time."
Song Xuanhe nodded, pointed his chin back, and said, "Your cousin is here to pick you up."
Seeing Song Xuanhe nodding, Guan Zhi turned his head, but pouted when he saw Wei Chen behind him, and said, "I didn't ask him to pick me up, and he won't go to Canada now, it should be Coincidentally."
However, Wei Chen, who came straight to them, showed with his actions whether it was a coincidence or not. He walked in front of the two of them without glancing at Guan Zhi, and said to Song Xuanhe with a half-smile: You ran so fast because you avoided asking me to eat."
Song Xuanhe smiled and said, "I have time before I go to the United States, so I will come in your time."
Wei Chen looked at Song Xuanhe in surprise, and said, "Go out and play, I think your temper seems to be much better than before."
Guan Zhi interjected: "Because he was angry, he threw it on me, so he is naturally in a peaceful mood at this time."
After such a period of time, Young Master Guan, who had been hurt by Song Xuanhe and who would only snort coldly, finally learned to talk back.
Hearing what Guan Zhi said, Wei Chen glanced at him with some deep meaning in his eyes, and said, "You all have gained a lot from this trip."
Guan Zhi shrugged, and once again asked Song Xuanhe to contact him next time he went out to play, turned around and left without even saying hello to Wei Chen.
Song Xuanhe said with a smile: "What did you do to make your brother hate Li so much?"
Wei Chen rubbed his chin, thought for a long time and said, "When he was a child, he poured water on his bed to make him think that he wet the bed?"
Song Xuanhe raised his thumbs up.
After walking a while, Song Xuanhe suddenly stopped and asked, "What are you doing at the airport?"
Wei Chen shook the key in his hand: "Didn't you say to arrange it with me?"
"Is this going to invite you to dinner?"
Wei Chen raised his eyebrows: "Do you have other arrangements?"
"No." Song Xuanhe recalled Zhou Nan's roar with countless exclamation points in the emails he received every week, and his advice to tell him as soon as he came back, shrugged and said, "I'm just hungry, let's go."
The place Weichen picked was not far from the airport, and the car arrived in less than 20 minutes. Because of the tip-off about Zhizhi, he had already booked the place in advance.
Seeing this, Song Xuanhe sneered, and said in a low voice, "Emotions are still three-faced spies."
Wei Chen was talking to the waiter, but couldn't hear Song Xuanhe's murmur clearly, and couldn't help asking, "What did you just say?"
Song Xuanhe meant something: "I said that the relationship between you and Guan Zhi doesn't seem to be as bad as you said."
Wei Chen instantly realized what he was referring to, and curled his lips and said, "Maybe it's because every time I explain to others that he wets the bed, it's the water that was accidentally spilled."
Song Xuanhe was silent for a while, nodded, and gave Weichen a thumbs up again.
In terms of words, he might be able to compete with Wei Chen, but in terms of bad moves, Wei Chen can definitely crush him.
The system disagreed, and reminded: [You forgot that you tricked Guan Zhi into eating bugs.]
Song Xuanhe pretended not to hear, Wei Chen also changed the topic at this time, chatting about the signature dishes here.
Many people think that Wei Chen is a bit difficult to approach, but in fact, when he really wants to get close to a person, his keen observation ability and accumulated knowledge make it easy to find out the preferences of others and cut in effortlessly, at least After Song Xuanhe chatted with him, he felt that Weichen was much more pleasing to the eye than before.
After chatting about photography for a long time, Wei Chen suddenly thought of something and said, "Do you still remember Xue Mian?"
Song Xuanhe nodded and asked, "What?"
"He's doing well in the US, and I heard that the filming there has already been finished, and he's considering where to focus his career, whether to stay in the US or come back."
Song Xuanhe was not very interested, nodded and did not speak.
Wei Chen was not surprised that Song Xuanhe didn't like to gossip about other people, but he continued: "I heard that he has been in and out of RE's headquarters recently."
Song Xuan had a meal with the chopsticks, then turned to look at him: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"It's nothing." Seeing the impatience between Song Xuan and his eyebrows, he smiled, "I just want to confirm something."
Song Xuanhe retracted his gaze and focused on the delicious food on the table.
After an unknown amount of time, Wei Chen said again: "I don't know if you know Bai Mo, but he seems to be looking for you recently."
Hearing this name that hadn't appeared for a long time, Song Xuan and Chopsticks paused, and asked, "Why?"
"It seems that he wants to reason for his friend?" Wei Chen curled his lips, and there was some sarcasm in his eyes: "His friend is a designer. I heard that some accidents happened recently, and his hand was disabled."
Song Xuanhe put down his chopsticks: "What do you mean?"
"Jiang Deyi." Wei Chen pointed at the table and said, "He appeared in Huaguo last month, and his hands were already disabled when he appeared, but no one knew him, so he didn't pay attention to what happened to his hands." It's true, but Bai Mo said that it was because of you, those who were in the imperial capital knew a little about what happened on your cruise ship before, and because of this, your brother even met Bai Mo in person."
"I'm a little curious." After Wei Chen finished speaking, he smiled and asked him with interest: "Did you meet many acquaintances while playing abroad?"
After hearing that Song Xuanlin met Bai Mo, Song Xuanhe frowned a little, and said, "What did they say?"
"I don't know. But after that, Bai Mo didn't say that you hurt Jiang Deyi's hand." Wei Chen reminded slightly mockingly: "Although the Bai family is not very good, Bai Mo is very good at communication. If he Finding you doesn't just mean he's looking for you."
Song Xuanhe knew that the mockery in Wei Chen's tone was aimed at Bai Mo, and he also heard that the words "good at communication" had a deep meaning, but he couldn't understand the specific meaning, so he asked, "Who is behind him?" Who?"
"The Zhang family."
Song Xuanhe's eyes flickered slightly, and said, "Zhang Siwei?"
Wei Chen was a little surprised: "Do you know Zhang Siwei?"
"do not know."
One of Xiao Yuanmu's suitors in the book is currently working abroad. Song Xuanhe has never met him, but when he heard about Zhang's family, he subconsciously thought of this person.
"It's not Zhang Siwei." Wei Chen said, "Zhang Siwei can't be so stupid, he's Zhang Siwei's cousin, Zhang Simu."
This name... sounds a little strange, but it always feels a little familiar.
Song Xuanhe searched for the name in his mind, and after the system failed to find it in the book, he could only give up and said, "I've never heard of this person."
"He and Baimo have been together since high school. It was their first love." Wei Chen said, "We have separated now, but we are still friends."
He pronounced the word Peng inexplicably lightly, it sounded like the pronunciation of "pao".
Song Xuanhe nodded to thank Wei Chen for his reminder. In fact, Wei Chen didn't take Bai Mo seriously, but felt that Song Xuanhe needed to be reminded of this matter, so he didn't say much about him, and brought the topic back to Back to photography and design.
After a meal, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.
After the meal, Wei Chen drove Song Xuanhe to his apartment, and before he got off the car, he said, "Your apartment has been empty for two months, so you really don't need to stay with me for one night?"
Song Xuanhe waved his hands: "Go up."
Watching Song Xuanhe's back until he disappeared from sight, Wei Chen drove away.
Early the next morning, Song Xuanhe was woken up by the sound of the door being slammed.
In a daze, covered with a quilt and covered with a pillow, struggled for a long time but failed to get rid of the "kuang kuang" at the gate, Song Xuan and the quilt were lifted, and walked out with a sleepy and impatient face. With a resentful woman's face, standing behind Zhou Nan who was knocking vigorously at the door with her chest folded, she woke up halfway from her sleepiness and said, "You've come in all the time, why are you knocking?"
"How do I know if there is anyone in there?" Zhou Nan hurt him: "I just came up to take a look as a routine, but I didn't expect to see a pair of shoes that weren't on the side of the shoe cabinet. If it was a gangster, I wouldn't stand at the door and run away at any time. ?”
"Seeing how arrogant you are, how can the gangster let you run away?" Song Xuan and Bai He glanced at him, turned around and poured himself a glass of water, leaning against the wall while drinking water to wake up and dozed off, "You are so early in the morning What are you doing here?"
"You kid went out for two months without saying hello, and you didn't make a phone call during that time. When you saw me at this time, you still asked me why I came here early in the morning? Really?"
Song Xuanhe's mind is still not clear, and his reaction is slower than usual. Ignoring the anger on his face, he nodded and said, "Well, I asked you what you came here early in the morning."
Zhou Nan laughed angrily at him, put the things in his hand on the dining table, and said, "I've worked so hard to bring you breakfast."
While arranging the breakfast one by one, Zhou Nan still didn't forget to complain: "It's okay for you to go out for two months, you kid, but you didn't even call to report your safety or report on the customs and customs. Could it be that you kept your words? Xiao Yuanmu, you don't care about sex and you don't care about friends. If you get married by then, won't you be brothers..."
Song Xuanhe took a sip of soy milk and said lightly, "I haven't contacted Xiao Yuanmu."
Zhou Nan paused when he placed the plate, his face went blank for a moment, and then he was shocked: "You didn't tell Xiao Yuanmu when you went out for half a month?"
Song Xuanhe nodded lightly.
"Damn it!" Zhou Nan clicked his tongue, shook his head and said, "I don't think I am miserable now, Xiao Yuanmu's buddy is much worse than us."
After sighing, Zhou Nan asked again: "Then did you tell Xiao Yuanmu before going out?"
"No."
"Tut tsk tsk." Zhou Nan regained his balance in an instant, but he still did not forget to gloat and sigh: "It's miserable, it's so miserable! How can this be a miserable word!"
Song Xuanhe glanced at him, pointed to the stool opposite, and said, "Either sit and eat, or stand and shut up."
Just as Zhou Nan was about to speak, seeing Song Xuanhe's slightly squinted eyes, he sat down instantly and put a soup dumpling on the plate: "I don't sympathize with him anymore. Compared to not being able to contact you, facing you is worse."
Song Xuanhe was too lazy to talk to him, but Zhou Nan couldn't hold back his words, and started looking for something to say: "You really haven't contacted Xiao Yuanmu? It's impossible? Could it be that he won't think of a way if he can't contact you for two months?" Looking for you? If the Xiao family wants to find someone, it's still very easy, have you kept your name incognito? "
"Eating can't stop your mouth?"
"I'm so curious." Zhou Nan stretched his head and lowered his voice, "Tell me the truth, what's going on between you and Xiao Yuanmu."
Song Xuanhe glanced at him and didn't speak.
Zhou Nan continued: "The last time I was in the Linzi ward, after hearing what Uncle Xiao said, and the gossip news in the magazines before, I always firmly believed that you were lying before, but how do I feel this time? It doesn't seem like you're lying."
"But if you really didn't fall for our words..." Zhou Nan frowned and said, "Isn't it because you wanted to break up and Xiao Yuanmu didn't agree, and you two froze to each other? It's not right, Xiao Yuanmu doesn't agree." It's like you would stalk someone even if you mentioned breaking up, what the hell is going on with you two, you look like a couple but don't look alike, people who get married, divorced and remarried are not as awkward as you are."
"Also, if you are really together, it will take two months for you to disappear like this. If I were Xiao Yuanmu, I would be so angry that I would definitely keep an eye on your news all the time. If you can't catch up when you return home, you have to make a phone call." Let me ask you clearly, by the way, did Xiao Yuanmu call you after you came back?"
"You care about my gossip?"
Zhou Nan nodded, his face full of curiosity.
"I do not want… "
Before I can tell you the three words, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang, and Zhou Nan's eyes lit up when he saw the familiar number, which was filled with the urgency of the neighborhood committee aunt to watch the excitement.