Chapter 53

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why?

Sitting in the ward, song Xuanhe is still thinking about the question Xiao yuanmu asked a week ago.

When the truck light darkened his eyes for a moment, his mind was blank for a moment, and then he remembered the paragraph when Xiao yuanmu had a car accident. The author described that paragraph in great detail, from time to place to the tragic situation of the car accident. Every word formed a frame of picture, which was projected in Song Xuanhe's mind.

In those seconds, he suddenly thought of Xiao yuanmu, who was pushed to buy porridge by him. That was the last time he met Xiao yuanmu, who was familiar with him. A question that he had never thought of before suddenly appeared in his mind: if he had a second chance, would he still go according to the plot as usual?

He didn't think of the answer, but unconsciously, the hand holding the steering wheel changed direction.

They all avoid death, which is the best answer.

"Brother song, your apples have no meat, only core!"

The clear voice interrupted song Xuanhe's thoughts. He looked at the apple in his hand, put down the fruit knife with a guilty heart, and said to the little girl with a serious face: "this is for hand training, not my real level. "

the little girl blinked her eyes and asked him," why do you have to practice when you peel apples? What's your brother's real level? Can you peel apples as well as brother yuanmu? "

The old man on the bed interrupted the little girl and said with a smile, "don't you think there's a gift for brother song? We'll be out of the hospital in a few minutes. Don't you give it to my brother now? "

The little girl suddenly wriggled up. She slowly got up from the prone bed, and then moved to the sofa with a small schoolbag. She took out a picture from the schoolbag and handed it to song Xuanhe in a nervous and shy way.

Song Xuanhe ate the apple in twos and threes, wiped his hand and took over the little girl's painting. Seeing a group of matchmakers dancing on it, he thought for a long time and decided to start from the perspective of children's interest and said: "these people Are you playing games? "

The little girl blinked, blushed and shook her head.

Song Xuanhe observed carefully again, but he couldn't see any key information from these matchmakers. He thought that the little girl had just entered the first grade and was still wearing a red scarf around her neck, so he said again: "these matchmakers, aren't they, they are raising the flag? The first two are flag raisers? "

"It's not." The little girl puffed up her face, pointed to the front two flag raisers and said, "this is brother song, this is brother yuanmu, this is your marriage! Everyone else is celebrating for you. "

Song Xuan and the smile on his face were stiff, but in the innocent sight of the little girl, he could only smile twice, and then said in a more dry voice, "get married?"

"Yes, I hope brother song and brother yuanmu will get married soon!" The little girl's voice is clear, her eyes are bright, and her face is full of sincere expectations.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Xiao yuanmu came in. He didn't seem to hear the little girl's words, and said faintly: "all the procedures are finished, grandma, we can go after we've packed up."

Seeing that Xiao yuanmu's eyes swept this way, song Xuanhe felt that the painting in his hand seemed a little hot. He motioned quietly to cover Xiao yuanmu's eyes. He was glad that the children in the orphanage were afraid of Xiao yuanmu and would not take the initiative to talk to him.

However, the little girl did not speak any more, but Xiao yuanmu came over and saw the painting in his hand and asked, "what's this?"

"Yuanyuan's gift to Xiao Song." The president said with a smile, "we've all packed up. Let's go now."

Xiao yuanmu no longer asked more questions, but carefully helped the dean to walk in front.

Song Xuanhe, who was holding hands by Yuan Yuan, was walking in the rear. Looking at Xiao yuanmu, who was bending over to support the president, his heart was a little complicated.

A week ago, when Xiao yuanmu saw that he was getting along with the president like his most common grandparents and grandchildren, and took care of the president himself, song Xuanhe was still a little surprised. A week later, he gradually realized how important the president was in Xiao yuanmu's heart.

In the book, the president should have died at this time, and Xiao yuanmu has left the imperial capital to develop in Haishi. But now the president has recovered, and Xiao yuanmu has not been forced to go far away by the situation. The plot has changed, and the originally clear development has become blurred.

Song Xuanhe didn't know whether it was good or bad for him. At least he didn't do something he would regret.

After the dean and Yuanyuan were sent back to the welfare home, the Dean took song Xuanhe by the hand and asked him to stay for dinner. After a week, she liked the young man who had a good impression before.

A few days ago, she just saw that Xiao yuanmu was always alone, so she casually said that she hadn't seen song Xuanhe for a long time. She wanted to ask how the relationship between Xiao yuanmu and song Xuanhe was. She didn't expect that song Xuanhe would come to see her the next day. Later, for several days, she would come as long as she had time.

Thinking of this week, although song Xuanhe is not good at it, he is still doing what he can help. The children of the welfare home like him very much, so the dean is very satisfied. Most importantly, she can feel that song Xuanhe is different from Xiao yuanmu.The Dean thought that the two children were too shy. They didn't show any kind of intimate attitude between lovers in front of her. Even the communication was very little. Yuanmu was too cold to say. As a result, one of the children who used to be very cheerful and lively became a lot more formal.

"Yuanmu, Xiao Song hasn't been to your room yet. Take him to have a look. I'll call you after dinner." The president said with a smile.

"No, Dean." Song Xuanhe grabbed Yuanyuan, who wanted to run in to find her little partner, and said, "just now Yuanyuan said that I would play with her, Yuanyuan, right?"

Yuanyuan frowned at Song Xuanhe. She didn't say that. Is it brother song's mistake.

"Brother song, Yuanyuan didn't..."

"Yes." Song Xuan and chop nail cut Railway: "just when you sent me painting, you said I would play with you. You forgot."

Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide. She felt that she might have made a mistake. She nodded vaguely: "it seems that I let brother song play with me."

"Yuanyuan went to the hospital after school today and didn't do her homework yet." The dean said, "we'll have dinner soon. Yuanyuan can't let brother song play with you. You have to write your homework first."

"Yes, I still have one page of arithmetic to do." Yuanyuan nodded again, looking at Song Xuan with some entanglement, and said, "brother song, I can't play with you today. I have to do my homework. You and brother yuanmu together..."

"My brother teaches you to do your homework." Song Xuanhe said with a smile, "my brother is very good at drawing. I can teach you to draw after I finish my homework."

Round eyes a bright, turn to look at the dean.

The Dean looked at Xiao yuanmu, who didn't speak from the beginning to the end. He sighed in his heart and said, "let brother yuanmu and brother song teach you how to do your homework and eat after you finish it."

Yuanyuan's happy expression became uneasy again. All the children in the orphanage were afraid of Xiao yuanmu, and she was no exception.

She shrunk to the Dean: "I can write by myself. Brother song and brother yuanmu should visit the room together. Yuanyuan doesn't disturb brother song and brother yuanmu's date."

I didn't expect that his teammates would rebel so fast. Song Xuanhe wanted to struggle for a while. However, Xiao yuanmu held his hand and said to the Dean, "I'll take him to my room. Grandma, you can go back and have a rest."

The president's smile is more kind, she looked at the two people holding hands together, nodded with satisfaction: "good good good, grandma to rest, you take Xiao Song slowly visit, show him your childhood photos, don't rush to eat."

Xiao yuanmu's tone can be called gentle: "good."

The Dean leads yuan yuan to leave, and Xiao yuanmu leads song Xuan and he to his room.

Song Xuanhe wanted to find an excuse to slip away, but when he saw that this room, no matter which world he lived in, was a humble and poor one, he couldn't say anything.

Xiao yuanmu released song Xuanhe's hand and went in by himself. He was tall and slender. He appeared in this room, which may not even have five square meters, making the space more cramped.

Perhaps all creatures will unconsciously show their unprepared expression when they arrive at the nest where they can sleep safely. So is Xiao yuanmu. At this time, the expression on his face is soft, quiet and relaxed that song Xuanhe has never seen before.

He went to the old-fashioned window that needed to be opened and opened. He opened two windows with glass inlaid in the Tian Zi wooden frame. The tall and dense old trees outside the window stretched their branches and buds, which were also full of green in late autumn. The natural light outside the window came in, and the narrow room became much brighter and more spacious visually.

Xiao yuanmu picked up a book that was still open on the table, turned his head and looked at Song Xuanhe standing at the door: "you should have never seen such a small room."

Song Xuanhe made no sound, but nodded.

He had never seen such a small room. Even in the most difficult time, he had never suffered any material hardship. However, from the moment of his mother's death, there was no house or room that could show him such a soft expression of attachment as Xiao yuanmu.

Because, where is not his home. Whether it's the world or the world he wants to go back to.

"This is my favorite book." Xiao yuanmu looked down at the book in his hand, his mouth bent slightly, and his clear tone was as soft as song Xuan and he had never heard of: "it's also the only birthday present I've ever received."

Song Xuanhe couldn't help but fall into the hands of Xiao yuanmu. The pages of that book were already yellow. Even though it was not far away, because of the angle of view, he couldn't see the contents of the Chu book. He could only know from the colorful title page that it was not a classic book.

Noticing song Xuanhe's sight, Xiao yuanmu reaches out his hand and hands the book over. The distance between him and song Xuanhe, who is standing at the door, is just across a single bed. Song Xuanhe, who is standing at the door, can get the book as long as he moves forward.

Song Xuanhe didn't take the book directly, but looked up at Xiao yuanmu in front of the window. It was dusk. The soft sunshine behind him blurred his cold and sharp breath. The smile in the corner of his mouth warmed him up, like an approachable person.He looked at Xiao yuanmu in a dazed way. At this time, he suddenly realized a very obvious fact that he had always denied before - Xiao yuanmu before and after his rebirth had always been the same person.

It is he who distinguishes them subjectively. Subjectively, he uses the description in the book to observe and think about Xiao yuanmu after his rebirth, and then subjectively comes to the conclusion that today's Xiao yuanmu is full of hatred, cold-blooded, cruel and gloomy.

It is clear that Xiao yuanmu once lived with song Xuan in the book, but he didn't hurt and revenge him at the first time when he was reborn into the world. Instead, he chose to observe and think about the difference between him and the original owner. However, when he knew that Xiao yuanmu was reborn from the world in the book, he made a one-sided conclusion in his heart.

It's not fair.

Xiao yuanmu saw his figure in Song Xuan's and Qingdi's eyes. He didn't know what he thought. He also saw the change of his expression. After he came back to himself, many conflicts suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Is Did song Xuanhe feel that he was too miserable when he was a child, so now he suddenly sympathizes with him?

Xiao yuanmu raised his eyebrows and deepened his smile. He waved the book in his hand. When song Xuanhe saw it, he restrained his smile and said in a low voice: "although this book is donated to the welfare home, it is not a birthday gift for me alone, but it was sent to us on my birthday, so I took this book as my present

Song Xuanhe pursed his mouth and frowned involuntarily. After taking the book in his hand, the first thing he saw was the roll up corner of the book. He looked up and said, "do you often read this book?"

"Well." "This is the only extra-curricular book of my own," said Xiao yuanmu

Song Xuan and the corners of his mouth are more tightly pressed. He puts his eyes on the book. He just wants to say something. After seeing the contents of the book, his expression suddenly becomes a little strange. After a while, he hesitates: "you Like this book very much? "

Xiao yuanmu's eyes swept over the book in his hand and gave a hum without changing his face.

Song Xuanhe looked at the illustrations in the book, coughed and asked, "you Which of these stories do you like best

"This is what you see now."

Song Xuanhe looks at the Mermaid Sitting on the reef in the illustration and the story name of the sea's daughter on the edge of the page.

"I I like storybooks and cartoons when I was a child. " Song Xuanhe couldn't help laughing twice. He looked at Xiao yuanmu's rare sight without coldness. His voice was a little lower: "I like bath guangnian..."

"The picture in your hand was given to you by Yuan Yuan?"

Suddenly, Xiao yuanmu changed the subject.

Song Xuan and his hand holding the storybook were stiff. He looked at the picture under the storybook, then disguised and stuffed the picture under the storybook, saying: "yes, she drew a picture casually, saying that she was grateful to me for coming to see the Dean these days and playing with her."

Xiao yuanmu's eyes fell on the painting and asked, "can you show me?"

"It doesn't seem very good." Seeing that Xiao yuanmu's eyes did not move away from the painting, song Xuan and his spirit flashed and said: "in fact, Yuanyuan suddenly got inspiration for raising the flag this morning. She especially admired the flag raiser on the stage, so she drew this painting. She said that she also wanted to raise the flag on the stage in the future. This painting hides her dream. I don't think it's good to show people casually."

"So." Xiao yuanmu seemed to believe it. He looked away and said, "grandma, let me introduce the room to you. Let me tell you something about it."

Seeing Xiao yuanmu's soft expression again, song Xuanhe nodded his head gently.

Xiao yuanmu looked around and introduced many things in this small room.

Every piece of furniture and decoration seems to have special feelings in Xiao yuanmu's eyes. When he talks about it, his clear voice is like the stream in the summer evening, and every word has a subtle warmth that infiltrates people's hearts.

When he took out the photo album, the sunset outside the window had only left the afterglow, and the room became a little dim. Long shadows came out of the room. The heads of the young people sitting together looked at the blurred photos carefully.

At the moment when the sun finally disappeared, Xiao yuanmu closed the album. Through the dim light, he looked at Song Xuanhe, who also raised his head. They were stunned, and then they looked away at the same time.

The room became silent, and the sound of children laughing outside was particularly obvious.

Xiao yuanmu suddenly asked, "I found that you seem to be afraid of me. Why?"

Song Xuan and his eyelashes trembled. He looked up at the branches outside the window and denied, "why should I be afraid of you?"

"Is it?" Xiao yuanmu said this in a low voice, and then he got up and said, "let's go. Now we should be ready for dinner."

They walked out of the room one after the other. After playing for a long time, Yuan Yuan ran over and ran into song Xuan and his arms.

Xiao yuanmu holds song Xuanhe's shoulder and looks down at the little girl holding him. His voice is cold: "don't run around and bump."

Yuanyuan was a little bit aggrieved, but he didn't dare to talk back to Xiao yuanmu. So he let song Xuanhe go, took his hand and said, "brother song, brother yuanmu, the dean asked me to ask you to have dinner together."Song Xuanhe nodded and asked casually, "have you finished your homework?"

"It's over." Yuanyuan led her to jump in front, smiling and cheerful: "those assignments are very simple, I will finish in a moment, so the dean's grandmother asked me to call you."

Xiao yuanmu looked at the two people holding hands in front of him and said, "why did you come so late?"

After a round and bouncing step, I felt guilty and timid and said, "because, because when I first came to call you, I found that the food was not completely ready, so I wanted to call you again when the food was completely ready."

"I don't have fun." Yuanyuan took song Xuanhe's hand and looked up at him: "brother song, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." Song Xuan, who was already hungry when he just saw the album, and lied: "it's right to call us when the dishes are ready."

Yuanyuan just let go and led song Xuan to the canteen.

By this time, most of the children had finished their meal. On the small table of the canteen, the dean and other teachers were just busy. Seeing song Xuan and them coming, the Dean waved and said, "I told you to come here long ago. How come it's so late that the food is cold."

When Xiao yuanmu and song Xuanhe sat down, she handed them the meal and scolded Xiao yuanmu, saying, "Xiao Song doesn't know the dinner time in the courtyard, don't you? So late, Xiao Song must be hungry. "

"He's not hungry."

The dean and other teachers looked at Xiao yuanmu at the same time, only to see him light way: "he just said."

"I I'm not hungry. " Song Xuan and his eyes moved away from the dishes on the table and said to the Dean with a smile, "Dean, you don't have to serve me so much food. I'm not very hungry now."

President Wen Yan shook his head: "for a young man of your age, he must have a big appetite. What can you do if you don't eat so much food? Just eat it first and wait until you can't finish it."

As soon as song Xuanhe wanted to nod his head, he heard Yuan Yuan sitting next to him say, "brother song, Yuan Yuan is hungry. If you can't eat, you can give yuan yuan a meal."

Song Xuanhe

With a smile, song Xuanhe rounded up the rice in the bowl and said, "eat more."

Looking at the harmonious relationship between song Xuanhe and Yuanyuan, the dean said with a deeper smile, "eat quickly, and you will not be able to add more."

Song Xuanhe has just said that he is not hungry, and of course he won't add any more. So soon, he finished the meal in his bowl. Then he looks at Xiao yuanmu, who is still eating slowly, and Yuanyuan, who is eating with relish.

Yuan Yuan lifted his face from the bowl and said with a smile, "brother song, you have finished eating. When I have finished eating, I will play with you."

My brother doesn't want to play. He just wants to eat more.

With a smile on his face, song Xuanhe shook his head and said, "I'll leave soon after I finish eating. I'll play with you next time I see you."

Yuanyuan nodded in disappointment, but he still said, "brother song will play with Yuanyuan next time."

Xiao yuanmu also finished his meal at this time. He wiped his mouth and saw Yuanyuan who was still eating. It seemed that he just said casually, "Yuanyuan, the painting you gave to brother song in the afternoon is very good."

Yuan yuan raised his head and looked at Xiao yuanmu who praised him strangely. Seeing that the sentence was really what he said, he grinned and said, "that's what I gave to brother song and brother yuanmu. When you get married, Yuan Yuan Yuan will draw another one for you."

Song Xuanhe: "Yuanyuan, don't talk while eating. Be careful to choke."

Yuan Yuan cleverly let out and went on eating.

However, Xiao yuanmu seemed to have some doubts and asked, "do you want to draw another one when you get married?"

"What I painted is the marriage of brother song and brother yuanmu." Just now Xiao yuanmu praised her. Yuanyuan was not afraid of him for a while. Tiantian said with a smile, "if only brother song and brother yuanmu could really get married."

Xiao yuanmu: "not raising the flag..."

Song Xuan and Huo got up and said goodbye to the president: "since we have finished eating, we will go first."

The president looked at them with a smile and sent them to the gate of the welfare home.

On the way back, Xiao yuanmu looks at Song Xuanhe thoughtfully. Song Xuanhe keeps looking at the front. Thinking of the embarrassment that he was almost torn down on the spot, he asks in a very bad tone: "you always look at me. What do you want to say?"

"I want to ask you..."

Song Xuanhe interrupted him first: "I don't want to answer."

"I want to ask if you haven't had enough for dinner. I'll go back and serve you a bowl of noodles." Xiaoyuanmu light way: "you don't want to eat even if."

Thinking that he had not eaten the tomato and egg noodles cooked by Xiao yuanmu for nearly two months, song Xuanhe, who was always flexible in front of delicious food, became fast: "I want to eat it."

The author has something to say: Xiao yuanmu: if you don't want to eat, I'll let it go.

Song Xuanhe: I want to eat!

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