Song Xuanhe didn't take it seriously, he and Xiao Yuanmu had no future, let alone remembering it or not.
It just so happened that the dean came back at this time, he stood up and said, "Dean, you are back."
The dean came back in a hurry and saw that the rain outside the window seemed to be a little lighter. He wanted to take advantage of this time to go, so he didn't come in, but said: "Now the rain is a little lighter, let's go there right away."
Naturally, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu had no disagreement. Song Xuanhe walked ahead with the help of the dean, Xiao Yuanmu walked behind with the little milk dog in his arms, three people and one dog walked on the quiet path when they came, the sound of the rainstorm was noisy , mixed with the occasional whining of the little milk dog, the eerie feeling before was gone.
Although the dean is old, his legs and feet are very flexible, and he walked more nimbly and lightly than Song Xuan and the others. There was no delay at all, but it took ten minutes to reach the second floor of the building where all the staff and teachers in the orphanage lived. Small building.
Xiao Yuanmu's room is on the innermost side of the second floor, close to the dean's room, so the three of them went upstairs together, and when they reached the door, the dean smiled and said: "There are toiletries in the bathroom, I just showered Yu, both of you better take a shower to warm up before going to bed."
"We know, grandma, you also go to bed earlier."
The dean heyed, and after a few more words of advice, he opened the door and entered the room.
Song Xuanhe turned his head to look at the wooden door that was at right angles to Xiao Yuanmu's room, walked over and pushed it open, and was a little surprised to see this small but clean bathroom: "Is this for public use?"
Xiao Yuanmu thought he disliked the dilapidated place, so he didn't open his mouth, but Song Xuanhe said again: "Just now the dean also got a little rainy, why don't we let her wash first?"
Without hearing Xiao Yuanmu's voice, Song Xuanhe closed the door, turned around and said, "Or is there a bathroom in the dean's room?"
"No." Xiao Yuanmu said, with a tinge of warmth in his clear voice: "She's used to taking a bath there after dinner, don't worry, grandma will cook a pot of hot water for drinking by herself."
When he was in the orphanage, Xiao Yuanmu's voice was always softer than usual, but it was the first time for him to explain himself in this way. 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 put the little milk dog in his hand in the corner, took a random piece of clothing for the puppy, raised his head and said: "You have all the clothes in my closet You can wear it, take it yourself and take a shower."
Song Xuanhe didn't move, but watched Xiao Yuanmu brush the little milk dog with great interest. It rained heavily just now, and it seemed to have no direction, floating around. Not only them, but also the little milk dog in Xiao Yuanmu's arms It got a little wet, but in comparison, the rain on the puppy was nothing more than fur.
The little milk dog also seems to know who really likes it and treats it well. When Xiao Yuanmu wiped its body, he screamed milkily, swung the tail behind him so that the afterimage could not be seen clearly, and licked Xiao Yuanmu's dick from time to time. hand.
"I picked this little guy up." Song Xuanhe clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect that it would only pee on the savior, but it would wag its tail and lick your hands when it's on you."
Xiao Yuanmu gently patted the little milk dog's head, his voice continued the gentleness before, without the icy chill, it appeared clear and clean in the heavy rain: "Animals are different from human beings, they know very well who is good and who is bad, bad They don’t necessarily hold grudges, but once someone treats them well, they will remember them forever.”
Song Xuanhe looked at Xiao Yuanmu's lowered eyelids thoughtfully, and pursed his lips and said, "I didn't expect you to like dogs."
Xiao Yuanmu put the dried puppy on the soft clothes, stood up and looked at Song Xuanhe, and said softly: "Sometimes, dogs are more worthy of liking than people."
Song Xuan and Wen Yan nodded in agreement, and said with a half-smile: "That's true, otherwise there is no beast that is not as good as these four words."
With a joke, he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and casually took a piece of clothing from the closet, and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."
In the bathroom, when the hot water poured down, Song Xuanhe felt that the coldness all over his body had dissipated a lot.
[I didn't expect the boss to have such a miserable life when he was a child.]
When the system's voice suddenly appeared, Song Xuanhe was washing his hair, and when he relaxed his body and mind, a voice suddenly appeared in his head. Even though it was a very familiar voice, Song Xuanhe was still shocked for a while.
But after being surprised, he regretted it for a moment. When he was on the small road just now, he could have asked the system to tell him what was behind him, but he forgot when he was afraid. Come out and tell him that the big brother usually screams frequently, but he didn't expect it to be so plastic.
Song Xuanhe thought why he didn't carry the system behind his back. The system felt aggrieved when he heard the words, and explained: [At that time, I went to check the things about the boss when I was a child, and I didn't pay attention to your situation. I was very shocked at the time. The protagonist has experienced so many things when he was a child. Do you know why he is afraid of snakes?]
Song Xuanhe stopped washing his hair, the foam fell into his eyes, he wiped it away, and said lightly: [I don't know, and I don't want to know.]
The system was taken aback, it thought Song Xuanhe would definitely want to hear it, but it didn't expect him to be completely uninterested, so it couldn't help being a little puzzled: [Why?]
[There is no reason.]Song Xuanhe raised his head, let the water rush to his forehead, and then flowed to the back of his head while stroking his eyelashes. When his hair was washed clean, he said: [There is no need for more between me and Xiao Yuanmu. Intersection, there is a saying in human beings, curiosity killed the cat, Xiao Yuanmu and I are the same, I know too many things about him, it is not good for me at all.]
The system fell silent after hearing the words, and asked after a while: [Is it because you know that he threatened you when he was afraid of snakes?]
[no.]
Song Xuanhe pursed his lower lip. He was not blind, so he naturally wouldn't think that Xiao Yuanmu was really threatening him at that time. Even, it wasn't a negative emotion at all, but it couldn't be called friendly either. The light that burst out from those pitch-black eyes was scorching and astonishing.
If you want to describe it, it is like the eyes of a traveler who lacks water in the desert when he sees an oasis—the eyes are crazy and hot, and they are full of inevitability and possessiveness.
Song Xuanhe could understand Xiao Yuanmu's emotions at that moment. Some people were exposed to secrets that they didn't want to be known, and they would kill people immediately because they were afraid that it would be difficult to control, but there were also people who encountered this situation. , but feel excited and exciting.
It is always lonely and unbearable to carry any secret alone. Even if it is an insurmountable psychological shadow, in front of those who have absolute control, it will not be their weakness for fear of the future. On the contrary, compared to hiding, They'd much rather wipe out Conquering Shadows entirely.
If at this time, there is an insider who can absolutely grasp it, then they will definitely find ways to truly hold this person in the palm of their hands, and then treat this person as the most special existence.
There are many kinds of special existence, they can be friends, relatives, lovers or subordinates, but what is absolutely not allowed to change is their desire to control that person and the absolute intimacy.
The relationship between him and Xiao Yuanmu has not reached this point. It is precisely because of this that he is even more reluctant to know more about Xiao Yuanmu's past. People will always subconsciously open their hearts to those who have a common secret or know their own secrets.
And he doesn't need Xiao Yuanmu to open his heart, because he knows that Xiao Yuanmu's past can really move him.
The system was puzzled. Seeing that Song Xuanhe had already taken a shower, he couldn't help but ask: [What's the reason for that?]
Song Xuanhe put on his clothes, with an astonishingly indifferent expression: [I just said that knowing too many things about him will not do me any good, on the contrary, it will only bring harm.]
The system stopped talking, Song Xuanhe pushed the door out, stood in the cold wind for a while, shivered before knocking on Xiao Yuanmu's door and entering.
Xiao Yuanmu was on the phone, and when he saw Song Xuanhe coming in, he hung up. He paused when he saw his pale lips, and then said, "Uncomfortable?"
"No." Song Xuanhe wiped his hair with a towel, avoiding Xiao Yuanmu and said calmly: "Go and wash, it's getting late."
Xiao Yuanmu stared at him for a long time after hearing this, but he could only see the white towel turning over and over with his finger movements, his eyes darkened, and his voice returned to his usual indifference: "That's my towel , only one."
Song Xuanhe paused for wiping his head, handed him the towel, then lifted the quilt and sat on the bed and said, "I don't know, I got a little wet, sorry."
Xiao Yuanmu's eyes became darker, his eyes turned around on Song Xuanhe's cold and obviously alienated face before he looked away, his tone was unpredictable: "This seems to be the first time you apologize to me."
"It should be." Song Xuanhe didn't care about the wet hair, shrank into the quilt, and said, "You kindly took me in, and you harmed your interests because of it. Of course I have to apologize."
The tone was taken for granted and very polite, without the slightest dandyism of bossing around before.
But for some reason, Xiao Yuanmu only felt an unknown fire rising in his heart. He threw the towel in his hand on the bed, bent down and pinched Song Xuanhe's chin, and said: "We are a couple, so we can't say we're taking in, but we just say In terms of my interests, you have indeed harmed a lot."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuanmu directly covered Song Xuanhe's lips, and at the same time as the tip of his tongue penetrated, his hand also stretched in from between the hem of his clothes. Smooth skin, but gentle movements.
Song Xuanhe was taken aback for a moment, then left and struggled. Although he was not as strong as Xiao Yuanmu, he was still a big man. It didn't take long for him to break free from his restraints.
Xiao Yuanmu straightened up, looked down at him condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Between couples, these are normal, right? I haven't done them all the time. Isn't it hurting my interests?"
Song Xuanhe was caught off guard by the kiss just now, and now he heard such seemingly reasonable but illogical words from him, so he couldn't react in his head.
Xiao Yuanmu leaned over again, under Song Xuanhe's vigilant gaze, met his eyes, and said with pursed lips: "Since I have harmed my interests, I should apologize and... make up for it, right?"
Xiao Yuanmu said the last three words as if biting his tail, low and hoarse, as if he was tempting people to give him a satisfactory answer.