When Song Xuanhe came up with the medicine box, he was relieved to see Xiao Yuanmu still sitting quietly on the spot.
It was only when he went downstairs that he remembered that there was an unfinished design drawing on the desk. The original owner and the costume design could not be matched, not to mention his outstanding talent, which can be glimpsed only from the design drawing. I can't believe that someone who has never been in contact with it can perform so amazingly.
The system listened to Song Xuanhe's boasting words without any fluctuations, and then discarded these data as junk data without hesitation. There was no other expression at all to tell him about it.
Putting the medicine box on the ground, Song Xuanhe thought for a while, sat down on the carpet, raised his head and said to Xiao Yuanmu: "Put up your pants."
Xiao Yuanmu pulled off his trouser legs, revealing the wound on his calf. Although the doctor said that it was only a flesh wound, when the gauze was removed, the scratch that almost occupied half of the calf looked rather hideous.
Song Xuanhe frowned slightly, clicked his tongue unconsciously, and asked, "Is this scratched by a stone? How could it be such a big gash, and why didn't the doctor sew it up for you?"
The wound on Xiao Yuanmu's leg looked huge, but in fact, the large area was scratches, only the middle part of the calf was cut open, the flesh was split, and it has not healed yet.
"It's just a minor injury, no need for stitches."
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his head slightly, looking at Song Xuanhe's serious expression of taking the medicine with the corners of his mouth pursed, and when he was about to test his mouth, he swallowed it again when he saw his frowning and the corners of his mouth twitching. As if it hurt him.
Song Xuanhe pulled off the gauze covered with flesh and blood for him, and twitched the corner of his mouth for fear of causing him a second trauma.
When he finally took off the gauze, he let out a long breath. After relaxing, he felt a layer of sweat on his forehead.
Young Master Song has been well-raised since he was a child. Even after his parents passed away, his grandfather's family is also a big family. Although there is no family relationship to speak of, the servants who take care of him are careful to prevent him from bumping into each other and fearing that it will be difficult to make a deal. So in high school Before the fight, he was barely injured.
After his first fight in high school, he was defeated by one fight and five fights. He took a deep breath to learn fighting from a retired special soldier. No matter how hard or tired he was, almost no one could hurt him. Looking at the wound on his leg, he felt quite painful.
"Wait a minute, I'll give you some medicine. If you feel any pain, just say so, and I'll take it easy."
Seeing Song Xuanhe's frowning eyebrows, Xiao Yuanmu responded softly, but he didn't make any sound during the period, no one saw him, and his slightly pursed mouth held a smile that he didn't even notice.
After changing the medicine, Song Xuanhe stood up and moved his neck. He felt that changing Xiao Yuanmu's medicine was more cautious than hitting the board in the studio. If it wasn't for Xiao Yuanmu's car accident, he was also responsible for it. He would never do this kind of thing.
Xiao Yuanmu also got up at the right time, looked at Song Xuan who was packing the medicine box and said, "Thank you."
"The car accident was caused by me asking you to buy porridge." Song Xuanhe waved his hands, "It is also my responsibility to help you change your medicine."
"I'll buy it for you next time."
As soon as these words came out, not only Song Xuanhe's eyes widened in surprise, Xiao Yuanmu himself was a little dazed, but his daze was only for a moment, and soon he recovered his usual indifferent expression. He suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here , looked into Song Xuanhe's eyes and asked, "Why did you follow me on the day of the car accident?"
It was not "Are you following me?" but "Why are you following me?" Xiao Yuanmu's determined tone made Song Xuanhe not even know how to refute.
However, Song Xuanhe's mind turned very fast, and within half a second, he said very naturally: "It rained too much that day, and you didn't come back to buy porridge for so long, so I went to find you."
Xiao Yuanmu was noncommittal, but asked again: "Then why didn't you ask me to get in the car."
"What do you say?"
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and asked in a flat tone.
It has been a long time since no one dared to ask him back in front of him. Suddenly seeing Song Xuanhe's raised eyebrows, Xiao Yuanmu was in a daze for a while, and the memories that had already merged in his mind were confused for a moment, but suddenly his own voice rang in his ears. The voice—I bought porridge and came back, so you won't be angry, okay
At that time, Song Xuanhe didn't ask him to get in the car but chose to follow him, was it because he was still angry
The reason for being angry... Almost in the next moment, the scene of him pressing Song Xuan and kissing deeply in the box appeared in Xiao Yuanmu's mind.
When he came back to his senses, Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flickered, he quickly looked away, and said, "I'm going back to my room."
Without waiting for Song Xuanhe's reaction, Xiao Yuanmu left without looking back with the medicine box in his hands, his pace seemed to be a little faster than when he came in.
Back in the room, Xiao Yuanmu stood there with a slightly hesitant expression. He had no doubt that if he stayed for a second longer, the five words "Are you still angry?" would blurt out.
Ripples appeared in Xiao Yuan's eyes, which were as quiet as still water, and then returned to calm again.
The most important thing now is to investigate clearly why Song Xuanhe's memory is completely different from his previous two lives.
After the torrential rain on Friday, there were two days of continuous light rain, and on Monday, the weather finally cleared up.
The receding scenery outside the window flashed in Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, but he failed to attract the slightest attention. He was thinking about what happened in the morning.
He is used to getting up early and running in the morning, so as usual, he got up and ran before six o'clock, took a shower after running, and when he went downstairs, he saw Song Xuanhe was already sitting downstairs.
Seeing him coming down, Song Xuanhe looked him up and down for a while before saying, "The wound on your leg hasn't healed yet, why are you still running in the morning?"
Xiao Yuanmu didn't want to answer at first, but when he saw the worry that he couldn't hide even if he tried to hide it, he blurted out: "It's okay."
Song Xuan and Wen Yan snorted coldly, turned their faces away and said, "Do you think I care about you? I mean it doesn't matter if you run, but don't delay my breakfast."
After finishing the sentence, he seemed to compromise and added: "For the sake of your wound not recovering, just eat egg noodles with tomatoes."
It was only then that Xiao Yuanmu remembered that before his rebirth in this life, he would personally cook breakfast for Song Xuanhe every morning, and a few pictures appeared in his mind at the right time, all of which were the scene of him eating breakfast with Song Xuanhe.
In the picture, he behaved indifferently, but he knew from his memory that he was actually very happy in his heart, and even before going to bed every night, he would think up the recipe for the next day's breakfast, no matter how many times he cooked, watching Song Xuan and After eating his cooking, and then listening to him say something delicious to him, his mood will be improved.
This is really, very useless.
Although Xiao Yuanmu didn't know why this life was roughly the same as the previous one, but the development between him and Song Xuanhe was completely different, but he didn't want to get used to Song Xuanhe as he remembered, and was let down by him. Bossing around and secretly feeling happy.
Therefore, Xiao Yuanmu's voice was slightly cold, and he said lightly: "Don't do it."
Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe immediately looked up at him, his clear eyes seemed to be full of accusations, but he snorted coldly and said, "Then don't do it."
The tone was domineering and pretended to be disdainful, and it finally overlapped with the appearance in his previous memory, but he didn't have the slightest sense of disgust in his previous memory that made people want to pinch their necks and tear them apart.
On the contrary, he couldn't even produce any disgust, and there was another feeling.
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes darkened slightly. It seemed that the memory of his rebirth in this life had a much greater impact on him than he had imagined.
Song Xuanhe saw that Xiao Yuanmu had been looking out of the window without speaking, he didn't know why he felt a little awkward, since his car accident, he felt that there seemed to be something different between him and Xiao Yuanmu, but after thinking about it, he Haven't even figured out what caused it.
Car accident, or that kiss.
The quieter it is, the easier it is to think wildly. Song Xuanhe turned on the stereo casually, trying to break the quiet atmosphere in the car.
"Another clear morning, hello everyone, we are Morning Mood..."
Song Xuanhe glanced at the stereo, he thought it would be music, but the broadcast doesn't matter, as long as there is sound.
"Yesterday, our official blog received a lot of messages, among which the one with the highest number of likes was written: A boy kissed me yesterday, I was actually a little happy, and there was no rejection as expected, but I always thought I liked it before. It was a girl, and it happened too suddenly, I don't know whether I like him or not, I hope morning can give me a hint."
What are you doing? Song Xuanhe twitched his hand holding the steering wheel. On Monday morning, there was no broadcast of traffic conditions and no exciting chicken soup for the soul, so why did he start a relationship consultation.
However, the broadcast has just been turned on, and if he turns it off immediately, will it appear that he is trying to cover up or has a guilty conscience
Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu indistinctly from the corner of his eye, and saw that he was not looking out of the window, and was sitting quietly with slightly lowered eyes, as if he was listening to the radio instead.
He could only give up the idea of turning off the stereo immediately, and continued driving without changing his face, while listening to the content of the radio with his ears upright. If there was anything wrong, he would turn it off immediately.
"... Hahahahaha, every first love makes people feel happy. This netizen, if you are listening now, you must be serious. From Chenchen's point of view, before meeting the right person, the ideal type is only It’s just another way of expressing your expectations. If you exclude gender, you can analyze the three views and personality of your ideal type. Is it no different from what you expect yourself to be?”
"Actually, it's not easy to like someone, but it's very simple to find out whether you like someone. It's roughly the following. If you meet more than three, then you must like him."
"First, it will be a pleasure to see him."
Song Xuanhe breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't feel very happy to see Xiao Yuanmu.
"Second, when you see anything that you feel happy and novel, you will always want to share it with him immediately."
Happy novelty? Song Xuanhe thought about it, he didn't see anything happy and novel, even if he saw it, he wouldn't think of Xiao Yuanmu.
"Third, you can't help but want to be nice to him, and you can't help but want to agree to all his requests, even if it's something you've never done before, as long as he says, you're willing to do it for him."
No, Song Xuanhe completely relaxed, it seems that he was thinking too much.
"Fourth, don't reject any close contact with him, sometimes even feel good, and want to be more intimate."
"If at least three of the above four criteria are met, then you are in love with him. If two of the above criteria are met, it means you like him. If one of the above criteria is met, then you have a good impression, and you can consider developing it."
Song Xuanhe was in a good mood, and he was a bit chic when he turned the steering wheel. He didn't notice that Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes and pursed his mouth unnaturally when the host was talking about the summary.
The voice in the stereo continued: "There is one more thing I forgot to mention. When I was talking about the above four things, you have been comparing the person in your mind with these conditions, which proves that you are a little moved! "
Song Xuanhe froze as he turned the steering wheel and almost turned into the green belt. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and narrowly avoided it.
However, Xiao Yuanmu had already looked over at this time, and the sharp turn of the car did not change his face, he just glanced at him lightly, then lowered his eyes again, not knowing what he was thinking.
Song Xuanhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of what he said on the radio just now, he held that breath in his chest again.
He is a little moved by Xiao Yuanmu
how is this possible!
Xiao Yuanmu is the man who will chase and kill him in the future, and he is not a masochist, isn't he desperate to like Xiao Yuanmu
He would think that Xiao Yuanmu would naturally use him for comparison because there were only the two of them in this car, and it had nothing to do with others.
This host is really full of nonsense, in order to attract attention, he can say anything nonsense.
After passing the most congested road, Song Xuanhe stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the company at a higher speed, shortening the ten-minute journey to five minutes.
Before getting off the car, Song Xuanhe suddenly remembered something, and said to Xiao Yuanmu: "I have something to do after get off work today, you go back by yourself."
Xiao Yuanmu nodded slightly, his expression very indifferent.
After get off work, Song Xuanhe drove directly to the agreed place, opened the box and saw Xiao Shenglin and Zhou Nan sitting inside.
The two turned their heads when they saw the door open, Xiao Shenglin nodded and smiled at him as a greeting, Zhou Nan waved his hand and said, "It's finally here, I'm going to starve to death."
Calling the waiter waiting outside the door to pass the dishes, Zhou Nan smiled and said to Song Xuan, "It's not easy to ask you to come out. It shouldn't be the one in your family who is strict."
Song Xuanhe casually pulled a stool and sat down, and kicked him when he heard the words, "Fart."
Zhou Nan was not annoyed either, and jokingly said: "The kiss last week was very hot. Qian Qin said that you and Xiao Yuanmu are a good match. If you really like him, it's good to live with peace of mind."
Xiao Shenglin heard the words and said: "Since we are together, we have to be responsible. Xiao Yuanmu is not bad, and I think you are a good match."
Song Xuanhe folded his hands on his chest, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You guys are talking about it, where do you match? Could it be that a good-looking person is a match when they are together?"
Zhou Nan held onto the table and retched, and said, "It's time to eat, so don't make me sick here."
The waiter carefully placed the dishes on the table one by one, and pushed them out quietly.
"Eat lightly if you have it." Song Xuanhe looked at him lazily, "Don't blame me for morning sickness, whoever told you to go to someone else."
"Linzi!" Zhou Nan turned his head, and said to Xiao Shenglin, "I'll make a move later, and hold me tight."
Xiao Shenglin's face was full of smiles, and he said with a smile: "It should be light."
Song Xuanhe laughed out loud, Zhou Nan gave him a white look, looked at Xiao Shenglin: "I found that you have changed."
Xiao Shenglin's face remained unchanged, with a gentle smile: "A light diet is good for your health."
"Too lazy to be poor with you." Zhou Nan pouted, picked up the chopsticks and said, "I called you out today to talk about business, not to let the two of you join forces to deal with me."
Song Xuanhe took a piece of food with chopsticks, found that the taste was good and ate a few more mouthfuls, and didn't ask until he felt that it was almost done: "What's the matter?"
Zhou Nan said: "You should know what I majored in university."
Xiao Sheng and Lin Siwen nodded, Song Xuanhe looked innocent: "I don't know."
Zhou Nan rolled his eyes, "Information engineering, you know now."
"Oh." Song Xuanhe took a piece of food with chopsticks, and said lightly: "And then?"
Zhou Nan has no doubt that Song Xuanhe's "and then" and "it's none of my business" mean the same thing.
But he rolled his eyes just now, too many rolls would damage his image, so he just stared at him and said, "You always know about the Wei family, right?"
Song Xuanhe paused holding the chopsticks, raised his head and asked, "What happened to the Wei family?"
"It's not the Wei family, it's Wei Chen." Zhou Nan said: "He studied medicine, and instead of going to the hospital after graduation, he started his own business. I inquired about it, and it seems to be in the direction of medical robots. This is a project supported by the state, and With the backing of the Wei family, once this company started, it was almost escorted by a space carrier, I heard that he is recruiting people to join the company, what do you think?"
"Do you want to participate?" Xiao Shenglin Wensheng asked.
"Of course." Zhou Nan said, "Anyone who knows about this wants to get a piece of the pie, but for robots, it requires a huge amount of money, whether it's the early experiment or the later launch, and it's not so much for people of the same age to join the group." It's easy, and none of the people who come out of the compound is arrogant, Wei Chen is similar, he chooses investors not only for money, but also to be able to participate in the experiment, just these two things, 90% of them will go down after a while It's nine, otherwise it's nothing to do with me."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "You plan to drag us to join together, I don't think Wei Chen will hand over so many shares."
Since he is a partner, the division of shares is inevitable. Weichen's background is there. He just needs a huge investment on the surface, but it is absolutely impossible to allocate a large proportion of shares for this. Thinking about it, it is even more impossible for him to recruit a group of people to partner.
"You are thinking wrong." Zhou Nan shook his head and analyzed: "As the founder, he will definitely take the big head, but how to cut the small head into how many points is to weigh the interests of all aspects, nothing is impossible Yes, but there won’t be too many people.”
Song Xuanhe thought about it, and felt that what Zhou Nan said was indeed correct, but, "I don't know anything about robots, let alone medical treatment. It's useless if you pull me."
"If you have no hope, how can I call you?" Zhou Nan shook his head, "You really don't have the resources Weichen wants, but you can get them."
Song Xuanhe was taken aback, but before he could react, he heard Zhou Nan say, "You forgot what your uncle did. The case materials in your uncle's hands are enough to tempt Wei Chen."
Hearing what Zhou Nan said, Song Xuanhe pulled out such an uncle from his memory. The younger brother of the original owner's mother is currently the director of a private hospital and a very famous neurosurgery expert. He is the number one neurosurgery expert in China. one person.
"Weichen is going to be a medical robot in the field of brain?" Song Xuanhe frowned.
The world in this book is no different from the technological level of the world he lives in. They are both in the initial stage of research on intelligent robots. Research on medical robots is indeed in line with the development trend. It is already very difficult, not to mention neurosurgery, it is simply a fantasy.
Zhou Nan didn't know what Song Xuanhe was thinking, and replied following his words: "Yes, and he has received strong financial and technical support. Although he still doesn't know who it is, most people guess that it may be One of the eight big chaebols, the eight big chaebols plus the Wei family, that's why I said this is an aircraft carrier escort."
Song Xuan and Wen Yan's eyebrows twitched, and suddenly remembered the scene of Xiao Yuanmu eating with Wei Chen the day before yesterday. Could it be that the eight chaebols were talking about the Xiao family
Seeing that no one spoke, Zhou Nan added: "Many people guessed that it was either the James family or the Xiao family."
After finishing speaking, he asked happily: "How is it, are you interested?"
Song Xuanhe said without hesitation, "Not interested."
Just kidding, after the plot ended, he was afraid that it would be too late for him to run away, so how could it be possible to get involved in the intersection with Xiao Yuanmu.
Xiao Shenglin also shook his head: "I'm not interested in this aspect, you should ask others."
Seeing that both of them rejected him, Zhou Nan clicked his tongue resentfully, "Do you know what kind of opportunity this is! This is not an ordinary investment at all, but this is an opportunity for the Eight Great Families!"
Song Xuanhe was unmoved, while Xiao Shenglin just pursed his lips and smiled lightly.
Zhou Nan shook his head, never thought that neither of them would agree, not even the Eight Great Plutocrats could impress them.
However, Zhou Nan is not the kind of person who can make things difficult for others. Seeing that they are not interested, he stopped talking and said instead: "Speaking of Wei's family, I also heard about a small incident. It was raining last Friday, and Wei Chen seemed to hit someone. Not sure whether it is true."
Song Xuanhe happened to have a full meal, and just about to put down his chopsticks to answer, the phone rang, and he paused when he found that it was an unfamiliar number, but he still picked it up.
"Xuanhe? I'm Weichen. A few days ago, didn't I say that we will have dinner together next time? I found a nice restaurant..."
I didn't know where to press the hand, and the speaker was turned on along with the connected phone, and Wei Chen's voice clearly spread to every corner of the box.
The author has something to say: Xiao Yuanmu: Is the meal he invited delicious or the noodles I ordered delicious.