Chapter 109

109

after hearing these three words, song Xuanhe knew that Xiao yuanmu was only joking, but he was just too shocked, and he had already run away from his sleep.

Song Xuan and Xiao yuanmu look at each other coldly. Without any hesitation, they are about to hang up the video.

Xiao yuanmu: "you don't have to look into Zhou Rong's affairs."

Song Xuan's eyes opened slightly with a warm hand.

Xiao yuanmu: "I will deal with his affairs. Don't get involved."

Song Xuan frowned and said, "what did you find?"

"A lot." Xiao yuanmu said in a light voice, "I'll tell you when it's over."

Song Xuanhe squinted: "this is my own business. If you don't let me check, you should give me a reason, at least let me know who is behind the scenes."

"It's inside the hosman family." Xiao yuanmu raised his eyebrows a little, and his tone was a little more serious than before: "if you are involved in it, it will be dangerous. Don't care about it any more. Be obedient."

Hearing the last two words of Xiao yuanmu, song Xuan and Mei Wei jumped. The corner of his mouth moved. He didn't reply. He just looked away and said, "are you in a bad mood?"

"Well."

Standing in the corner, Yang Jie was stunned. He couldn't see the emotion in Xiao yuanmu's eyes. He even bent his mouth slightly for a few seconds. Then he looked away and pursed his lips.

Suddenly, he seemed to know why brother Xiao liked song Xuanhe.

Song Xuan and Xiao yuanmu did not know that there was a second person in his room. After listening to his admission, he showed an interested look: "let me be happy to say it."

Xiao yuanmu sat with his mobile phone in one hand and his hand on his lap, staring at Song Xuanhe at the other end of the video, and said, "you can't be happy even if I say it."

"You don't know until you say it." Song Xuan and pick eyebrows, wake up and have been cold face finally eased, even with a little smile: "and I think can make you unhappy things, I should sound very happy."

"Xiao, my mother." Xiao yuanmu's dark eyes looked at Song Xuanhe, and his clear voice lowered: "she's very interested in you, and she's disappointed that you didn't come today."

Song Xuan and a smile on the corner of his mouth, asked: "what does this have to do with your unhappiness?"

"I'm afraid she'll come to you." Xiao yuanmu looked at the corners of song Xuanhe's mouth and slowed down his voice: "or, go to find aunt song and mention the matter between you and me."

"There's something between you and me." Song Xuan and dubious: "even if you find my mother, you can't say anything."

Xiao yuanmu raised his lips and nodded slightly, with a low smile in his voice: "maybe."

Song Xuanhe squints his eyes. After Ding Ding looks at him for a few eyes, he plans to hang up the video. However, his finger just touches hang up, but suddenly his eyes are fixed and his eyebrows wrinkle.

"You..."

The screen feels flexible and the video has been hung up.

Before, Xiao yuanmu and song Xuanhe all made phone calls. This was the first video call. So Yang Jie didn't know how neat song Xuanhe was when he hung up the phone. At this time, he hung up Xiao yuanmu's phone when he saw song Xuanhe didn't even give a notice.

From the beginning of following Xiao yuanmu to the present, whether he was hiding in the imperial capital before or later, he only saw Xiao yuanmu hang up others' phone. This is the first time that he saw others hang up his phone.

And it's so crisp, it's not a bit of a drag.

"Brother Xiao..." Yang Jie carefully looked at Xiao yuanmu's face, but he was not song Xuanhe. It should be said that except song Xuanhe, almost no one could see whether Xiao yuanmu was happy or angry. So after watching for a few seconds, he could not know how Xiao yuanmu was feeling. He could only comfort him hesitantly according to his own thought: "maybe song Er Shao's hand slipped, he didn't hang up on you intentionally 。”

However, Xiao yuanmu has long been used to song Xuanhe hanging up his phone at will. He just talked with song Xuanhe, and his gloomy mood has eased a lot. At this time, when he heard Yang Jie say so, he said with a smile: "he did it on purpose."

Yang Jie a choke, want to say what, but don't know what to say, can only lick the corner of the mouth, standing in situ.

Xiao yuanmu got up and gave his mobile phone to Yang Jie for safekeeping. Then he tied the tie he had just torn apart and said in a low voice, "go down."

Thinking that song Xuanhe had just said that Xiao yuanmu was in a bad mood, Yang Jie hesitated for a few seconds. However, when he saw Xiao yuanmu raising his leg, he still turned around and followed him.

However, before he took a few steps, Xiao yuanmu's mobile phone rang. It was not the system setting bell, but a very strange sound.

Xiao yuanmu steps and turns to look at Yang Jie.

Yang Jie took out his mobile phone, saw the video connection on the screen and the note name, looked up to Xiao yuanmu and said, "it's song Shao."

As soon as Xiao yuanmu's pupil lights up, he takes over Yang Jie's mobile phone and turns on the video. Song Xuanhe's face appears again.

"I'm sorry." Song Xuan and innocent expression: "just hand slip, accidentally hang up."Yang Jie

Yang Jie glanced at Xiao yuanmu and went back to the corner again.

Xiao yuanmu pursed his lips slightly and sat down in his original position again. With a low hum, he waited for song Xuan to speak to him.

Of course, he would not believe that song Xuanhe had just hung up on the phone, and he knew that if there was nothing wrong, song Xuanhe would never call him again.

However, song Xuanhe didn't open his mouth. Instead, with the passage of time, his eyebrows began to frown, and there was a trace of worry between them.

Xiao yuanmu's fingers on his legs bent, moved, and quietly took the lead in saying, "what's the matter?"

Song Xuanhe carefully observed Xiao yuanmu's look, and his voice was very light: "I want to confirm something. You move your mobile phone away a little, so that I can see your upper body."

After a meal, Xiao yuanmu flashed something at the bottom of his eyes, but he still did as he said.

Song Xuanhe's eyes fell from his tie down to the hole on his suit coat. His eyes paused and continued to move down to his hand a few centimeters below the button.

Noticing song Xuanhe's sight, Xiao yuanmu's folded legs moved and his expression was calm: "what are you looking at?"

Song Xuanhe asked, "are you alone in the room?"

Xiao yuanmu glanced at Yang Jie not far away. He raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't speak.

Song Xuanhe thought that he was a man, but he had already calmed down, with a trace of anger and worry that he didn't realize: "do you have a stomachache now?"

Xiao yuanmu's eyelashes trembled, his hand holding the mobile phone tightened tightly, his face unchanged, and said, "how can you ask like this?"

Yang Jie suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao yuanmu. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak. However, he didn't know what he thought of, so he finally closed his mouth and continued to listen.

However, the topic thrown back by Xiao yuanmu made song Xuanhe confirm his conjecture and ask again: "so do you have a stomachache now?"

Xiao yuanmu's eyes twinkled slightly, and his face looked as if he had not

Hearing the speech, song Xuan and his whole face tensed, and the sun fell on his white skin, clear and cold: "you should not know that every time you feel sick in your stomach, your voice will be lower than usual, and when you speak, your mouth will be pursed unconsciously, and your hands will be placed near your stomach and abdomen."

Xiao yuanmu's calmness was broken for the first time, and there was a faint sense of stupor.

This is the first time that a person can have an accurate insight into his mood, accurately observe and judge his physical condition. If this person is not song Xuanhe, or if he discovers that someone can understand him like this in his last life, he will be afraid to take precautions, and even try to make that person disappear beside him.

But this man is song Xuanhe, who is now Song Xuanhe.

He is different from others.

Xiao yuanmu is very clear that song Xuan is different from other people to him, but he can't describe the complex emotions brought about by this difference, which are not only pleasant and relaxed, but also gloomy and negative. However, no matter good or bad, he is willing to accept everything, and is absolutely not willing to let go.

Song Xuan and Xiao yuanmu don't know what they are thinking. In the video, they can only see his drooping eyelashes.

In fact, he didn't know why he was so angry when he knew that Xiao yuanmu was suffering, but it seemed that he was not only angry with Xiao yuanmu, but also everything else.

This kind of thing made him upset and irritable, and his mood became more irritable. Song Xuanhe's face became colder, and his tone became colder. The censure seemed to be exciting. Light. Artillery, one after another: "why don't you go to the hospital when you're not feeling well? Why don't you tell people? Is face so important? More important than the body? "

Following song Xuanhe's questioning voice, Yang Jie looks at Xiao yuanmu sitting on the sofa. He looks down and says nothing, which seems to be his acquiescence. Yang Jie is at a loss. He doesn't know whether he should be shocked that song Xuanhe is so powerful and domineering towards Xiao yuanmu, or whether he should blame himself for being an assistant and not even find Lao ban uncomfortable.

"Xiao yuanmu." Song Xuanhe asked, "are you just not taking care of your body?"

Xiao yuanmu's eyes trembled slightly. He looked up at Song Xuanhe. His dark eyes were deep, like a glacier hidden for thousands of years, or a volcano suppressing the eruption.

His voice was low and urgent: "do you like me?"

Song Xuanhe's anger was released for a moment, and his eyes were at a loss.

Just when he thought he had heard it wrong, Xiao yuanmu asked again, but changed the words: "do you love me?"

Song Xuanhe wrote blankly on his face: "what?"

Xiao yuanmu's eyes crossed a little bit, and his hoarse voice returned to clear: "nothing. It's just that Louis said that people who love each other would express their love for each other. It seems that there is no love between us, so I want to ask you."

Song Xuan and the corners of his mouth draw down. By such a nonsense question, his previous anger has disappeared.

However, Xiao yuanmu did not let him go and asked again, "do you love me?"

After a pause, song Xuan raised his hand and rubbed his disordered hair, saying, "I'm late for the studio. I'll hang up first."The screen turned black for a moment, and the corners of Xiao yuanmu's mouth curled up slightly. However, for a moment, it fell down again, and it became a line.

Yang Jie stepped forward and worried: "brother Xiao, do you really feel sick in your stomach?"

Xiao yuanmu put his mobile phone in his pocket, got up and walked out the door: "nothing."

Not no, but nothing.

Yang Jie raised his feet and put his hand on his side. He finally followed. Because he knows that no one in the world can persuade the man in front of him except song Xuanhe in the video just now.

At the end of the video just now, song Er Shao, who has been wantonly domineering in his impression, just hung up the video with a run away posture because of a question that any man in love can't avoid.

Yang Jie suddenly found that this seems to be the reason why one thing falls into another.

The author has something to say: on the topic of change and the desire to survive, the big man is the first and nobody is the second.

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