Song Xuanhe had just sorted out the plot that appeared in his mind, when he heard Xiao Yuanmu's voice: "Why are you unhappy?"
What was expressed was a question, but a declarative sentence was used. Looking at it with a pair of cold eyes, it seemed to be quiet, but there seemed to be waves in it.
"Because of that kiss just now?"
Xiao Yuanmu was born again, and this time he used interrogative sentences, but there were not many questions in his tone, on the contrary, he was very calm.
Song Xuan and Yu Guang saw Xiao Yuanmu's indifferent expression, just about to speak, they suddenly caught a glimpse of his reddened ear tips.
At such a moment, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that after kissing him, Xiao Yuanmu was very quiet. Although he said that he was very quiet when he didn't speak before, but that kind of quietness, how does Song Xuanhe differ? I don't know how to describe it, but he can feel it.
And Xiao Yuanmu's red ears seemed to have been seen by accident at the moment when he pushed him away, and he didn't pay attention at that time, but when he saw it again at this time, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
He almost forgot that this was Xiao Yuanmu's first kiss in this sense, and it didn't count that he stuck his lips for the mission before.
Whether it is a man or a woman, most of them have special feelings about the things that happened for the first time. Whether it is the first love or the first kiss, it is always more impressive than the later ones.
Now, he has actually become the first kiss object of this boss.
What's more, this big guy still pretended to talk to him calmly and indifferently with red ears, as if he wanted him to express his thoughts on that kiss.
Song Xuanhe was a little startled, he glanced at Xiao Yuanmu carefully, and happened to meet his gaze, and his red ear tips were caught in his eyes again.
Before falling in love, it's not that he has never met a partner without any experience, but compared with Xiao Yuanmu, those people give him a completely different feeling.
This is probably the difference between a boss who is destined to stand on the altar and an ordinary person.
Song Xuanhe looked away, parked the car with his lips pursed, walked out of the garage and looked at the storm outside, and said to Xiao Yuanmu who had just got off the car: "I want to drink the seafood porridge that you remember, go buy it."
Xiao Yuanmu paused, looked at his straight back, the light in his eyes was a little brighter, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. He walked to Song Xuanhe, looked down at the corners of his slightly pursed mouth, and said in a low voice: " Are you not angry when I come back from buying porridge?"
The sound of the torrential rain outside was intense, and Xiao Yuanmu's clear and clear voice mixed with the sound of the rain. After being broken and integrated, it was low and light, giving people the illusion of being romantic.
Song Xuanhe blinked, his expression was blank for a moment, and he realized Xiao Yuanmu's meaning after a few seconds, he raised his head, the light in the garage was not bright, but it illuminated Xiao Yuanmu's eyes brightly, his eyes With his figure at the bottom, the cold voice was suppressed a bit: "How are you?"
—I bought porridge and came back, so don't be angry, okay
His fingers curled up, Song Xuanhe subconsciously pushed his hands back, his fingers straightened and then curled up again, his heartbeat suddenly became strangely irregular, he took a deep breath, looked into his eyes, and said lightly: "I I want porridge."
Song Xuanhe's eyes didn't flicker, and his figure was reflected in the clear eyes, but there was no expression he wanted to see. Xiao Yuanmu felt a trace of loss in his heart, and finally his eyelashes trembled, and he pursed his eyes lightly. The corner of his mouth said: "Okay."
Watching Xiao Yuanmu's back walking into the rain curtain, Song Xuanhe raised the corners of his mouth and said with a light smile: "In the plot, he didn't bring an umbrella, but this time he did at least bring one."
The system knew that Song Xuanhe was talking to him, although he didn't know why he said it directly this time, he still replied: [Such small details are easy to change, only the general direction will not change.]
"General direction?" Song Xuanhe sneered, "Xiao Yuanmu seeks revenge on me and then finds seven boyfriends?"
The system was silent for a moment. Although it is not human, it also feels that Song Xuanhe's emotions are a little bit wrong. However, before it can think of a reason, Song Xuanhe turned and left the garage, and his expression returned to normal. .
As soon as he sat down on the sofa, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang, and he took a sip of water before picking it up to connect, and his voice was faintly distressed: "What's the matter?"
"Boss Song really came here and stayed in there until now before coming out. The one who sent him out, the two of them seem very close."
Song Xuanhe became interested and said with a smile, "How intimate?"
"Kiss goodbye at the porch."
"Where are the photos?"
"made a bid."
"Is there anything else?"
"Yes, from Song Guochao's entry to the exit, I have photographed all the places that can be photographed, and it has been sent to your mailbox."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, went upstairs and turned on the computer, opened the mailbox to find out the photos one by one, and burst out laughing.
"The kiss in the porch, you still said it was intimate, but I didn't see you talking about it when people's rooms were performing primitive exercises for fitness."
There was a moment of silence over there. As a private detective, he naturally knew about the relationship between his employer and Song Guochao, so he didn't directly say this kind of thing just now. He just waited for him to find out by looking at the photos, but he didn't expect that not only did he not mind at all, but he was kind. Happy.
However, private detectives also use money to do things, so they just said: "Those photos are not as clear as the entrance, so I didn't say anything."
"Why don't you know." Song Xuanhe zoomed in on the photo and said, "With this clarity, anyone who has seen him can recognize him."
After finishing speaking, Song Xuanhe's eyes lit up, and he said, "Are you doing spy missions over there, such as pretending to repair the water pipes and then installing a few pinhole cameras in the woman's room, or installing a bug or something?"
"Sorry, Mr. Song, we don't provide illegal services."
Song Xuanhe just said it casually, and couldn't help being amused when he heard the cautious voice on the other side, and said: "Okay, you continue to stare at that side, and Liu Xu's side is also there."
"No." The man hesitated, and said, "It seems that Liu Xu also sent someone to secretly take some pictures, but they couldn't find a place, so they could only take a few pictures outside."
Song Xuanhe smiled when she heard the words, leaned on the back of the chair and said lazily: "I'm not the one who is the most willing to help others in need. I will help her solve all her troubles."
The detective also had a lot of contact with Song Xuanhe, but after hearing what he said, he was once again shocked by his shamelessness, so it took a few seconds before he said: "If this is the case, then I wish Mr. Song a heart It's done."
After hanging up the phone, Song Xuanhe touched his chin, looking forward to the good show that will be staged in the future.
He casually took a shower and changed into his home clothes, and the rain outside didn't seem to be slowing down. Song Xuan and the phone checked the time, the corners of their mouths were slightly pursed, feeling inexplicably agitated.
He lay down on the bed, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, sat up suddenly, 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 it, he can see what Xiao Yuanmu is doing like a live video.
The system did not expect that Song Xuanhe would suddenly ask about Xiao Yuanmu, but he still replied: [On the way to Jinji, the rain was heavy, it took him ten minutes to walk out from here just now.]
Remember that in the old streets of Xicheng District, it takes about 30 minutes by car from here, and with the heavy rain now, it is estimated that it will take longer.
Song Xuanhe kicked the pillow to the ground, not knowing what he was bothering about, but after turning on the light, he felt even more annoying.
He got out of bed and drank a glass of water, then ran to the cloakroom to get some clothes to put on, changed his shoes and went straight out the door.
[Where are you going?]
Song Xuanhe started the car, and said calmly after hearing the words: "I can't sleep, go out for a ride."
Driving in a rainstorm
Although Ergou is not human and doesn't know much about human beings, even so, he knows that no one will go out for a drive in such a rainy day when the rain hurts his body.
But as long as Song Xuanhe didn't do anything against the plot, it wouldn't obstruct it, so it didn't make any more noise.
Song Xuanhe asked the system to broadcast Xiao Yuanmu's location from time to time, stepped on the accelerator and drove it to Jinji, just after parking the car, he saw Xiao Yuanmu walking out with porridge.
However, keep in mind that the entrance is a sidewalk, and you have to walk to the side of the driveway in the rain to take a taxi. In this weather, taxis are almost full, and there is no way to stop a taxi.
Song Xuanhe watched Xiao Yuanmu put the porridge in his arms and stopped several cars outside, but none of them stopped, and finally raised his legs and crossed the road.
He took an umbrella, opened the car door and followed him far away. To be honest, Song Xuanhe didn't even know why he ran out and was covered in rain by the wind even though he could sleep in a warm and dry bed. After walking for less than two minutes, his whole body was soaked, and 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 either.
It was nearly eleven o'clock at this time, and the wind and rain were too heavy, and there were hardly many people on the street. Even beside the bus stop sign, there were only a few people waiting for the bus.
There was no bus passing by where they lived at this platform, so Xiao Yuanmu didn't stop, but kept walking.
Song Xuanhe stood at the crossroads, looking at the empty road on the right, suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the blue guidepost not far away—Far East Road.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and could vaguely see a black off-road vehicle approaching this way. He had already seen the plot countless times in the past few days and he already remembered it by heart.
Song Xuanhe knew who was sitting in that car, and also knew that the car would hit Xiao Yuanmu, so he remained motionless, watching Xiao Yuanmu approaching the car quietly, his finger bones holding the umbrella were already stretched. White.
The author has something to say: Song Xuanhe: My boyfriend, and his future boyfriend, met in front of me. It was a car accident acquaintance in the classic plot of an idol drama. What expression should I put on.
Xiao Yuanmu: No expression is needed, just lie down.