Xiao Yuanmu leaned on the sofa, didn't seem to hear what he said clearly, looked up at him slightly: "What did you say?"
Song Xuanhe's fingers curled up by his side, scraping the hand-cut lines on both sides of the trousers, and just about to repeat it in detail, when he heard an email notification next to him, Sun Jinren took out his phone and just opened the email to see the contents. His complexion changed drastically, and he called out, "Second Young Master!"
"Second Young Master!" Sun Jinren quickly ran to Song Xuanhe's side, and grabbed Song Xuanhe's arm. For some reason, his forehead was covered with cold sweat within a few seconds. Squeeze out a distorted smile: "Just now I told you that I wanted to use Mr. Xiao to inquire about investment for a few days, but I don't need it now, I have found a new investment consultant, so I don't need to bother you."
Song Xuanhe's eyelashes trembled, he controlled his eyes that wanted to see Xiao Yuanmu's expression, turned his head to look at Sun Jinren who was full of anxiety, and then pulled out his arm that was held by him, ignoring the surprise and panic in the system in his mind voice, asked: "Financial advisor?"
Sun Jinren nodded immediately, with an eager expression on his face, but he still kept a forced smile and said, "Yes, Second Young Master, didn't we just ask Mr. Xiao to look at the investment projects for me, and now we don't need it."
Song Xuanhe didn't seem to understand Sun Jinren's expression, lowered his eyes and said, "Didn't Boss Sun just now..."
"No!" Sun Jinren seemed to be terrified, every word was full of panic, and his voice seemed to be guilty, and he lowered his voice instantly: "I just promised that the second young master's thank you will still be delivered in full, including the contract of the Luo La Group and what you want. I want something, but Mr. Xiao doesn't have to lend it to me, I have other things, so I won't bother you."
As if being chased by something, Sun Jinren ran out of the small hall without waiting for Song Xuanhe to react.
Song Xuanhe's eyes flickered slightly, and after a few seconds, he turned his head to look at Xiao Yuanmu who was still sitting.
Xiao Yuanmu was fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand, the corners of his upturned eyes were slightly flattened by the half-hanging eyelashes, the light fell on the side of his face, and his jade-like delicate face was less cold and more beautiful.
Noticing Song Xuanhe's gaze, the phone he flipped between his fingers stopped, and he held it firmly in his palm. He raised his eyes and said, "Boss Sun wants me to be his consultant?"
"Yes." Song Xuanhe suddenly raised his lips and asked, "But it seems that he suddenly found another consultant and changed his mind."
Xiao Yuanmu lowered his jaw lightly and said, "In this case, let's go."
"Aren't you curious, why did he ask you, an ordinary employee of the venture capital department, to be an investment consultant?" Song Xuanhe looked at him, frowning a little bit between his brows, as if a little distressed: "I don't even know why he suddenly asked me I want you, and suddenly I don’t want you anymore.”
Xiao Yuanmu looked cold, got up and said, "I'm not curious."
The two walked out of the small hall side by side. As soon as they reached the entrance of the villa, they saw Sun Jinren and Song Jiabao standing in the corner of the garden. They were separated by some distance and couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they were facing Song Jiabao His face was obviously very ugly. From his expression, it could be seen that he should be in a very bad mood.
At the same time Song Xuanhe saw Song Jiabao, Song Jiabao also saw Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu, and his expression became even uglier for a moment.
Song Xuanhe just looked away, and said to Xiao Yuan, "Let's go."
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at the two people over there, a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes, and before it disappeared, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.
"Your relationship with Song Jiabao seems to be very bad."
Sitting in the car, Xiao Yuanmu spoke lightly.
"Does it need to be said?" Song Xuanhe started the car, the sound of the system in his mind kept going, his eyebrows frowned, and he said in his mind: [Sun Jinren doesn't want Xiao Yuanmu, do I have to rush to send it over directly? ? And I gave it away, even Sun Jinren dared not accept it with his almost frightened appearance.]
Seeing that Song Xuanhe finally replied to him, the system said: [But if there is a deviation in this plot, your mission will fail! After returning to your original world, you can only live for half a year!]
Song Xuanhe looked at the crowded road in front of him lightly, and said calmly: [If I didn't come to this world, I could only live for half a year, right?]
The system froze for a while before asking: [But if you complete the task, you will be able to live well.]
[It's not that I don't want to finish it. You also said that there are causes and effects. Sun Jinren doesn't want Xiao Yuanmu, and he won't want it if I give it to him. Since there is no cause, where can I find the effect.]Song Xuanhe spoke very calmly, as if he had already expected everything, [Moreover, Xiao Yuanmu has been reborn, and all the plots should have been disrupted the moment Xiao Yuanmu was reborn. Of course it is.]
After finishing speaking, Song Xuanhe sneered: [You won't tell me, actually Xiao Yuanmu hasn't been reborn yet, right?]
[The main system has recovered, he was indeed reborn on September 15th. ] The system said: [But even the main system doesn't know from which time period he was reborn, so he gave all the orders to be executed according to the development of the plot...]
From the panic of repeated guesses to the complexity of multiple trials, and it took only five days to determine whether Xiao Yuanmu was reborn. At that time, Song Xuanhe thought about it, when he really heard the system tell him that Xiao Yuanmu had indeed been reborn. , What kind of mood will he be in, is he expressing such emotion, or is it really such absurdity.
However, when this moment actually happened, he didn't feel anything in his heart, it was peaceful.
There was only one question that came to mind, and that was that even the main system couldn't be sure—from which time period Xiao Yuanmu was reborn.
Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes, feeling faintly in his heart that his previous guess was extremely likely to be true.
Today's Xiao Yuanmu seems to have already known what will happen in this party, so he has been watching with cold eyes, silently examining everything around him, from Sun Jinren to him, their every move is analyzed and evaluated by him, and he has obtained draw conclusions.
Perhaps, Xiao Yuanmu had already noticed the difference between him and Song Xuanhe who was with him before his rebirth, and what he was dormantly waiting for at this time was to find out the reason why he was different from the original owner.
[As soon as I received the order, the plot disappeared immediately.]The system said this with a few traces of complaints, and then said: [However, I have just reported what happened today to the main system. The main system will issue instructions after learning about the situation here, but I have already explained This plot shift has nothing to do with you, so you... don't worry too much.]
[I'm not worried, just thinking...]
Halfway through the words in his mind, Song Xuanhe heard Xiao Yuanmu ask: "What are you thinking?"
Song Xuanhe paused, and replied without any abnormality: "I'm thinking about what to do next."
Xiao Yuanmu asked, "About what?"
"It's about a lot." Song Xuanhe counted the seconds on the traffic light and said casually, "For example, where do I come from and where should I go."
Hearing Song Xuanhe's perfunctory words like a joke, Xiao Yuanmu lowered his eyes, raised his eyes at the moment the car started, his eyes were dark, and asked: "Then have you thought about it?"
"No." Song Xuanhe laughed: "How can I figure out a problem that philosophers don't even understand."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes, which could not see his emotions clearly, stayed on his face for a few seconds, and then he retracted his eyes, and the two of them stopped talking.
It was almost nine o'clock now, and the roads in the city center were finally less congested. Looking at the slightly empty intersection ahead, Song Xuanhe felt a bad premonition in his heart for some reason.
At the moment when the red light ended, he frowned and asked suddenly: "What time is it?"
Xiao Yuanmu's voice echoed with the system:
"a quarter past nine."
[Be careful!]
A truck with high beams on on the right seemed to have lost control. After hitting two turning cars in succession, it quickly rammed towards this side.
Song Xuan and his pupils shrank suddenly, and immediately reminded himself rationally that he should turn the steering wheel to avoid the truck immediately, but his body was too stiff to move.
Suddenly grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, Xiao Yuanmu unfastened his seat belt and quickly gained control. At this moment, he could not turn left to avoid the truck that was about to hit him. He turned the steering wheel to the extreme right, and the car speeded up and crushed Passed the green belt next to it, drove past the big trees beside the green belt, and hit the street light ahead.
At the same time, the truck crashed into a big tree with thick branches on the green belt with a bang, and tilted to one side with the overloaded goods. There was a louder impact sound, and the truck fell to the ground completely tilted.
The trucks crossing the road, together with the car that was hit by the truck and hit by the vehicle that had no time to brake, this chain accident caused eight vehicles to lose control, and the traffic at the entire intersection was instantly paralyzed.
Song Xuanhe, who escaped in danger, turned pale. He ignored the system's call, and quickly unbuckled his seat belt to check Xiao Yuanmu's situation.
Seeing the blood oozing from his forehead, Song Xuan and his raised hands trembled a little. He carefully lifted him up and called out in a low voice, "Xiao Yuanmu, how are you?"
Xiao Yuanmu didn't respond, his slender eyelashes were gently closed, and the blood on his forehead ran along his eyebrows and ran across his cheeks, almost the same color as his slightly pursed thin lips, strange and fragile, so quiet that it made people panic.
Song Xuanhe frantically took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance, staring at Xiao Yuanmu's pale face, not daring to move away, his mind was in chaos.
On the one hand, he rationally told himself that even if Xiao Yuanmu took off his seat belt, the impact caused by the car just now would never cause fatal harm to the human body.
The other side was panicked and dazed. The book described the scene of Xiao Yuanmu's car accident in great detail. Even if it wasn't the road that Sun Jinren took, the truck and the time had all matched, so Xiao Yuanmu, who must have died in that car accident, Will die again.
[He's fine, he's just unconscious.]The voice of the system finally came into Song Xuanhe's ears:[His vital signs are very normal, only a slight impact wound on his head, not even a concussion, he shouldn't be coma, but he is still coma, my After data analysis, it is concluded that this may be force majeure of the plot, so you don't need to worry too much.]
Song Xuanhe put his hand on Xiao Yuanmu's pulse, and sure enough, his heartbeat was very steady. He heaved a sigh of relief, got out of the car and pulled Xiao Yuanmu out. The truck over there had already started to leak oil, although the book did not say that the truck was leaking. He was still very cautious when the oil exploded.
There should be a series of car accidents, and there are many people calling for ambulances, and the central hospital is very close here, but after a while, several ambulances roared over.
Song Xuanhe followed Xiao Yuanmu into one of the cars. The doctor quickly checked the wound that was bandaging Xiao Yuanmu. After the bandage, he found that there was no other serious problem on his body. He looked at Song Xuanhe with a sigh of relief and said, "Initial The examination found that the patient is not seriously ill for the time being, as for any organ damage, he has to go to the hospital for a precise examination... What happened to your hand, why didn't you speak just now."
The doctor looked at Song Xuanhe's blood-soaked arm in surprise, and ordered the nurse next to him to prepare tools, while examining his hand and said, "Why don't you just say that you have bled so much, I just saw blood on his body I thought it was because of other injuries on his body, you cut such a big hole with your hand, where did you get the strength to drag someone out... "
"Your wound will need stitches later." The doctor frowned, and briefly dealt with Song Xuanhe first, and said, "Don't move your hands. It's nothing to do with your friends, but you have something to do."
Song Xuanhe twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm fine. Besides, the truck is leaking oil. If I don't pull him out, what will happen if it explodes later?"
The doctor took a look at him and checked him again for any other wounds. After knowing that he had no other wounds except for the scratch on his arm, he said, "You are very thoughtful."
After arriving at the hospital, Xiao Yuanmu's examination results were consistent with what the system said, only the forehead was bruised, and did not cause a concussion, but the cause of the coma still needs to be observed.
Seeing Xiao Yuanmu lying quietly on the hospital bed, Song Xuanhe was completely relieved, and followed the doctor to the debridement room.
However, the blood on his pale face that had just recovered turned pale again when the doctor cleaned up the wound a little bit, and it was even paler than before: "Brother, move slowly..."
There were too many injuries in this car accident, and there were not enough doctors. The doctor who cleaned his wounds was the doctor in the ambulance just now. Hearing Song Xuanhe yelled with a wrinkled face, he mocked: "Didn't you just bear the pain?" Drag your friend out, why can't you bear such a little pain."
"At that time, I—" Song Xuanhe couldn't bear the pain since he was a child, and he yelled repeatedly when the doctor moved his hand, and he could compete with the kid next door who had a high fever and was unwilling to get an injection, even if he was equal: "Brother, be gentle , I really hurt."
The doctor frowned and cleaned up the wound for him, then rubbed his ear: "You can say that again when you can sew the stitches, don't blame me if the puncture is crooked."
Song Xuanhe stared blankly at the wound that had been cleaned up, and said stiffly, "No anesthetic?"
"Hit." The doctor smiled at him, "but it won't be completely painless."
The doctor was right, compared to just cleaning up the wound, watching the needle stick into his flesh at this time, even if it doesn't hurt so much, the psychological torment is more serious.
But what the doctor said just now made Song Xuanhe shut up successfully, and insisted on finishing the stitches with a pale face and mouth pursed.
After the stitches were finished, Song Xuanhe glanced at the doctor's badge and said, "Dr. Yu, I can take anesthesia when I remove the stitches."
Yu Yan glanced at him and said with a smile, "No."
Just when he was about to speak, Song Xuanhe's cell phone rang, comforting Li Nian'an who was anxious, and repeatedly rejected her proposal to come to the hospital or send a car to pick him up, and then hung up the phone.
Interrupted by Li Nian'an's phone call, Song Xuanhe also suddenly realized that his question just now was quite naive and useless. Since he couldn't take anesthesia, he had nothing to say, so after thanking the doctor, he turned around Went to the ward of the emergency room.
Xiao Yuanmu had already woken up. When he saw him coming, he stood up. When his eyes fell on his stitched hand, a smile flashed in his eyes for some reason, but it disappeared quickly, without Song Xuanhe seeing it. "Is your hand okay?" he asked.
"It's nothing." At this time, the effect of the anesthetic was still there, Song Xuanhe didn't feel much pain, and replied quite sincerely.
However, after Xiao Yuanmu turned his gaze around his face, he suddenly approached, brushed his eyelashes lightly with his fingertips, and said lightly, "There are drops of water on your eyelashes."
Song Xuanhe froze, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "I should have sweated on it just now."
Xiao Yuanmu's indifferent face showed a rare expression similar to a half-smile, but it took only a moment before he said: "Since there is nothing else, let's go back first."
Both of them were injured, so naturally they couldn't drive, and the car was still at the scene of the accident, so there was no car at this time.
So they could only stand on the side of the road and wait for a passing taxi. Song Xuanhe's hand was injured, and Xiao Yuanmu's head was wrapped in a bandage.
Song Xuanhe looked at the tail of another car that still ignored them even though there were no customers, pondered for a while before saying, "The driver wouldn't think we were injured in a fight, would he?"
Xiao Yuanmu raised his hand and paused, his eyes fell on Song Xuanhe's sleeves that were already blackened because of the dried blood, his brows frowned unconsciously, and he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Song Xuanhe raised his eyes and asked, "Did you call someone to pick us up?"
Xiao Yuanmu nodded slightly: "A friend."
The figure of the man he saw in the director's ward of the orphanage appeared in Song Xuanhe's mind. He asked, "What's your friend's name?"
"Yang Jie."
After searching in the memory and the book, there was no memory of the name, Song Xuanhe heaved a sigh of relief, and stopped asking any more questions.
Yang Jie arrived very quickly, but his attitude towards Xiao Yuanmu, a friend, was a bit too respectful and cautious.
For example, when Xiao Yuanmu was injured, his face was instantly paler than that of Song Xuanhe who had lost a lot of blood, and he respectfully invited them into the car as if he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask more.
And when he gets in the car, he will open the door, block the car and say: "Brother Xiao, be careful."
This kind of attitude is really not like friends who get along with each other on an equal footing, but like subordinates, but Song Xuanhe didn't ask too much, since Xiao Yuanmu was reborn, he naturally has a way to win over his subordinates, a Yang Jie It's not a big deal, the army under him who will brainstorm for him in the future will be the real ferocity.
Seeing that Song Xuanhe closed his eyes as soon as he got into the car, Xiao Yuanmu frowned indiscernibly: "Hands hurt?"
"No." Song Xuanhe closed his eyes and comforted the system while saying, "I'm a little tired and want to take a rest."
Xiao Yuanmu's gaze shifted from his pale face to his slightly trembling curled eyelashes, and his eyes, which had not been turbulent until now, caused a little ripple, and the dark emotions in the eyes were complicated and unclear, and finally he also closed his eyes to rest his mind.
Song Xuanhe is actually really tired, but the system that has been talking in his mind is so noisy that he can't rest.
[I don't want to know what commands the main system sent, can you give me a break.]Song Xuan said condescendingly: [The data in your system won't tell you, do human beings need to rest when they lose too much blood?]
System: [But this matter is related to your future tasks and your life, aren't you really curious?]
[Even the car accident that Xiao Yuanmu was about to have happened together, so I'm still curious.]Song Xuanhe moved his eyeballs slightly under his eyelids, and said: [The main system has judged that the key plot is completed this time.]
[how do you know!]
[If I don't know, the injury is not in vain.]
Although he was very flustered when he got into a car accident just now, after calming down, Song Xuanhe realized that his death this time was his way of life instead.
In the book, Xiao Yuanmu can only be reborn after death, but in reality Xiao Yuanmu has already been reborn, and Sun Jinren has changed, but the plot of the car accident that should come is still as scheduled, which means that Sun Jinren's leaving Xiao Yuanmu is only a part of the key plot. In the first ring, only the plot of the car accident that led to Xiao Yuanmu's rebirth is the key that cannot be changed.
Then regardless of whether Sun Jinren's cause appeared or not, as long as there is a car accident, and no matter when Xiao Yuanmu was reborn, as long as Xiao Yuanmu had a car accident and found a legitimate reason for his rebirth, then he Even if the key plot is completed.
That being the case, with the help of the reborn Xiao Yuanmu, he narrowly escaped the car accident, which is his real way of life.
[But you still have to go for the next plot.]The system said: [However, after Xiao Yuanmu's rebirth, there are very few direct plots related to him, so if all goes well, you can return to your own world when the original owner dies.]
[However, there is one thing you need to pay attention to. Xiao Yuanmu has been reborn, which has caused many things to deviate. You must ensure that the most important thing will not deviate.]
Song Xuanhe thought for a while, and asked: [What about Xiao Yuanmu's return to the Xiao family?]
[right.]
[But it's his own business to go back to Xiao's house.]Song Xuanhe said: [In the book, he was discovered by the Xiao family only after he emerged, and it has nothing to do with Song Xuanhe in the book.]
[Now it has something to do with you. ] The system said with a guilty conscience: [The main system found out that you changed your lines in the key plot. Originally, he wanted to punish you and return directly to the present world, but later changed his mind and said that as long as you ensure that Xiao Yuanmu returns to Xiao’s house, it will be considered a crime. Make up for your mistakes and not hold you accountable.]
Song Xuanhe didn't speak, and the system asked hesitantly: [You have done so many things before, knowing that the key plot can't go wrong, you deliberately tested... Is it because you don't want Xiao Yuanmu to die in a car accident?]
It almost sounded at the same time as the system's words. In the quiet carriage, Xiao Yuanmu suddenly said: "When the truck hit you just now, you knew that the direction you turned the steering wheel would put you in a position to face the truck that hit the truck, why did you still do that? beat."
The author has something to say: Xiao Yuanmu: He must have loved me so much that he chose to sacrifice himself to protect me at a critical moment.
Song Xuanhe: My mind is blank, I don't even know how my hands move.