Xiao Yuanmu left.
The key to this apartment and a jade pendant were left behind.
At that time Song Xuanhe was getting dressed, he dragged the suitcase out, took Song Xuanhe's hand that was tying the belt, and tied the jade pendant with an ugly hand-woven rope on his wrist before he got angry , said lightly: "It's too late to buy a ring. Although this jade pendant is of little significance, it can only be used as a substitute for the time being."
Song Xuanhe's eyes fell on the jade pendant hanging from his wrist, and his eyes turned around the word "Xiao". He was stunned for a moment when he heard Xiao Yuanmu's words, and then his pupils trembled slightly, and he wanted to take off the jade pendant without hesitation.
Xiao Yuanmu didn't say anything, but he knew what this jade pendant meant to the Xiao family.
In the book, Xiao Yuanmu did not give this jade pendant to anyone. Even if this jade pendant is given to someone else in the future, it should be one of the seven men in the book, but it must not be given to him.
"Untie it, let's finish what we haven't done just now." Xiao Yuanmu's tone was light, but there was a faint light in his dark and deep eyes. He seemed to be looking forward to the moment when he took off the jade pendant. He reminded: " Tickets can be changed."
Song Xuanhe's movement of untying the jade pendant paused, and changed the action of untiing the jade pendant to picking up the jade pendant to look at it seriously. When he saw the word "Xiao" on it, he seemed to casually say: "This jade pendant is worth a lot. Fei, and your surname is engraved on it, it should be very important to you and have different meanings to you."
In the book, the reason why the Xiao family was able to admit and confirm Xiao Yuanmu so quickly and announce his identity was because this jade pendant was prepared before the Xiao family was born. body, the difficulty of recognizing the Xiao family will definitely increase greatly.
"Important." Xiao Yuanmu raised his hand, the cufflinks flashed before Song Xuanhe's eyes, and said, "The meaning is the same as your cufflinks."
Song Xuanhe frowned: "What do you mean?"
Xiao Yuanmu: "It replaces the existence of the ring."
Song Xuanhe raised his hand to untie the jade pendant, Xiao Yuanmu chuckled, stepped forward and wrapped him in his arms, with his chin resting on his shoulder, "Let me give you a hug."
Two minutes later, he let go of him after the doorbell rang, and his clear voice was hoarse: "I'm leaving."
Yang Jie was startled when he saw Song Xuanhe when he came in, and nodded to him as a greeting, then took the light-looking suitcase from Xiao Yuanmu's hand, and consciously waited outside the door.
Xiao Yuanmu kissed the corner of his mouth: "Wait for me."
Song Xuanhe watched them enter the elevator together, then stood on the balcony, staring at the elongated lights of the vehicles at the bottom of the building, slowly driving out of his sight, then turned and prepared to leave.
The moment he turned around, Song Xuanhe received a text message from an unfamiliar number on his mobile phone: Yesterday was brother Xiao’s birthday, he seemed very happy, I thought you didn’t care about him at all and would not prepare gifts for him, look now Come on, I misunderstood. I have been treating you badly before. I apologize to you, and thank you.
Song Xuanhe was startled, and his eyes fell on the phone screen: 01:02, January 17th.
It turned out that Xiao Yuanmu's birthday was on January 16th.
Song Xuanhe's gaze shifted from the mobile phone to the jade pendant on his wrist, and then to the cuffs that were temporarily loose because there were no cuff buttons. The gift in Yang Jie's mouth was probably the pair of cuffs that Xiao Yuanmu took away. Buckle it.
Unable to explain what he felt, Song Xuanhe clicked his tongue in an unclear manner, and said in a low voice, "What is this?"
He didn't take the key to Xiao Yuanmu's apartment, but he didn't take off the jade pendant from his wrist until he returned to his apartment.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, before the thin snow melted, snowflakes the size of goose feathers were already fluttering in the air.
Gentle piano music is playing in the coffee shop. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise, even if you can’t see the crowd clearly, you can feel the joy of the upcoming New Year from the crowd that is crowded because of the holiday.
Song Xuanhe flipped through the financial magazine at hand in a bored way, page after page, but his eyes never stopped for a second, his eyes wandered as if he was thinking or letting go.
The waiter's low voice of greeting was also very slight in the quiet coffee shop, but Song Xuanhe followed the voice and raised his head, looked at the approaching person, with a slight twitch of his mouth: "Zhou Nan said that something is wrong with you these days, I must ask you to ask me out." Come out and enlighten me, it seems that he doesn't seem to make a big deal out of a molehill."
The faint smile on Xiao Shenglin's face deepened, and he said in a gentle voice: "Actually, he was too nervous. It was just a small matter at home. I didn't expect to call you out today on Xiaoyan."
"It's just a young year." Song Xuanhe leaned on the back of the chair, glanced around Xiao Shenglin, and the smile on his face faded: "Is the matter in your family serious?"
Xiao Shenglin was startled, then shook his head and smiled slightly: "It's really nothing, I can solve it, you are my friends, if you need help, I will mention it."
"I've never seen you have dark circles before." Song Xuanhe frowned, "You have to endure at least half a month to get them. Xiao Yuanmu also survived for such a long time before without dark circles, but he lost a little weight. That's all."
"It's the first time I heard you bring up Xiao Yuanmu." Xiao Shenglin smiled, then looked at Song Xuanhe with some worry, "I heard that he went to work in the United States, you..."
"Well, I went half a month ago." Song Xuanhe nodded, and said casually: "Song Guochao found out the next day. He almost pulled up a banner in the company to show his joy, but he was not too happy when he recovered. I'm afraid I won't have the boyfriend who was holding my heart and suddenly decided to focus on work, so I ran into a young male model a few days ago, and I got my number without saying a word."
Xiao Shenglin frowned, and opened his mouth to talk about his friends and elders, so he changed the subject: "Feng Tong contacted me in the morning, he said that you didn't reply to his email, let me remind you to check it."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll watch it when I get back. I heard he plans to set up an independent studio?"
"Yes." Xiao Shenglin said: "He went back this time to prepare his own studio. He will establish his own original brand and hopes to cooperate with you."
Song Xuanhe smiled and said: "He opened a studio, and there should be many people willing to join him. I have never produced any design products. I am very happy that he can think of me."
Hearing Song Xuanhe's hidden meaning of refusal, Xiao Shenglin smiled and said, "You need to talk to Fengtong about this matter. He has always admired you very much and even thought that your talent is better than his. You are underestimating yourself by saying that."
Song Xuanhe nodded, and raised his lips without any humility: "Of course I'm good, but I don't intend to enter other people's studios for the time being, but I will reply to him personally about this matter, thank you."
Xiao Shenglin took a sip of hot cocoa: "We are friends, we don't need to thank you."
Song Xuanhe sat up straight, his eyes fell on his mug: "It's the first time I've seen you drink something so sweet."
"It's cold and I want something sweet."
Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes, thinking that Xiao Shenglin's car accident was approaching, he felt a little heavy in his heart, but there was no emotion on his face: "Zhou Nan said that there is no one in your house, and he will go to your house to stay for a few days after New Year's Eve at home. God, what about adding me?"
"Of course I don't mind, it's just that your family..."
"Song Guochao and I hate each other. Only if I don't bring him at home can he have a good year." Song Xuanhe knew what he was going to say and said with a smile: "It's fine if you don't mind."
Xiao Shenglin: "Then I'll go back and ask someone to clean up one more room."
The snow outside the window gradually stopped, and the snow-covered area was exceptionally clean. Song Xuanhe looked out of the window and seemed to sigh: "I didn't expect a year to pass so quickly."
"Time is always fast." Xiao Shenglin lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "But it seems that there are more things happening this year than in previous years."
"That's right." Song Xuanhe looked away, thinking of Lu Chao's funeral a few days ago, and said calmly: "Some people are happy and others are sad."
Xiao Shenglin also thought about this matter, and said calmly: "Lu Jiaming has completely picked Lu Yue out, but it seems that this matter is not over yet. I heard that the person who raced with Lu Chao back then, someone took Lu Yue's bribe to irrigate him. Lu Chaojiu, but this matter has not been found out for the time being, I don't know how the Lu family will deal with it."
"How can we deal with it?" Song Xuanhe sneered, with no extra emotion in his voice: "There are only two men in the Lu family, one of them died and the other remained. It must be the last one, and Lu Yue and his mother are both ruthless enough, it is estimated that the Lu family's mistress will change after a while."
Xiao Shenglin nodded, then bent his lips and said: "But this is none of our business. Zhou Nan said that we will go skiing in Baishan on the eighth day of the lunar new year, and we will live in his villa for a few days by the way. Are you going to start working on the eighth day? If not, you can play with us."
"It's really none of our business." Song Xuanhe nodded, and took up Xiao Shenglin's next topic: "It's true that Mrs. Song started working on the eighth day of the eighth day, but it's none of my business. Together."
"One more thing." The smile on Xiao Shenglin's face faded, and he said: "Ran Ran will come over to join us when we go to Baishan, but she probably won't live with us, so I just told you in advance. "
Song Xuanhe asked in surprise, "The eighth day?"
Xiao Shenglin nodded: "Yes."
"I remember Xiao Bocong's coming-of-age banquet on the tenth day of the lunar new year—" Song Xuanhe frowned suddenly: "Uncle Xiao won't come? Didn't you say that everyone from the Xiao family should attend?"
"Uncle Xiao has been suspended." After a while, everyone will hear the news, so Xiao Shenglin didn't hide anything, and said directly: "So uncle may come to China to rest for a while, and it happens that Ran Ran is on vacation, so she may come with us .”
There was a flash of clarity in Song Xuanhe's eyes. It seems that Xiao Shenglin's busyness and depression during this period of time have something to do with this incident, but... the time when Xiao Shenglin died in a car accident was also during this time, so why did his car accident happen? Accidentally, it was still human-related to this matter.
Seeing Song Xuanhe thinking, Xiao Shenglin asked: "What are you thinking?"
"It's nothing." Song Xuanhe hooked his lips, seemingly casually said: "It's just that I suddenly remembered the things about the Lu family. The end of the year is approaching, and there are more things. Small families like the Lu family are intriguing to the point of killing people. Uncle Xiao It's not surprising that he was temporarily suspended, but those who can make this matter work should have a backup, so it's good for Uncle Xiao to rest for a while."
Xiao Shenglin was stunned for a moment, and something flashed across his eyes.