Chapter 36 Looking for a Boyfriend
Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend
Translated by Eve
Edited by Kara
Song Xuanheâs eyelid twitched. The hand hanging at his side came up and rested on the carâs door handle. He opened the door and looked up at Xiao Yuanmu. âWhat are you talking about?â
Song Xuanheâs lowered gaze looked pure and innocent, tinged with just the right amount of befuddlement. If it hadnât been for the fact that Xiao Yuanmuâs gaze had been fixed on the otherâs face the whole time, he might have been deceived by this kind of inquisitive expression.
However, when he recalled the Song Xuanhe from that night, who had clung onto him with misty eyes, crying out softly for him not to leave, Xiao Yuanmuâs eyes darkened. He looked away and said, âYou were drunk after the reception last time. Do you not remember anything?â
âI donât.â Song Xuanhe replied without any hesitation. He would never admit to remembering such an embarrassing thing. âIâll take you back. Get in.â
Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him. Seeing the otherâs indifferent appearance, he bent at the waist and boarded the car.
After closing the passenger side door, Song Xuanhe let out an inaudible sigh. He then went around the car and got in through the driverâs side.
âYouâre not coming back with me?â Xiao Yuanmu looked out the window with an insipid gaze.
Song Xuanhe didnât look up. âI have something to do.â
Xiao Yuanmu turned to look at him, tone unchanging. âSomething to do with the Song Family?â
Song Xuanheâs heart skipped, and he brought his guard up. He remembered that according to the original timeline, Xiao Yuanmu would probably soon find evidence of how the Song Family had bribed authorities for the sake of obtaining rights to a development zone. Him asking this question might be an attempt to gain additional chips while the Song Group was in a state of unrest.
When he thought of what Li Nianan had told him when she had transferred the shares to him, Song Xuanhe pursed his lips. No matter what, the Song Group could not fall so quickly.
âYouâre interested?â Song Xuanhe kept his eyes forward, keeping his voice casual.
Xiao Yuanmu naturally didnât miss the flash of vigilance on Song Xuanheâs face. The light in his eyes glinted slightly. The Song Xuanhe of his first life had treated him like he was a maggot. Therefore, he had never taken Xiao Yuanmu seriously. He had even foolishly left the door to his own study open. However, although the Song Xuanhe in this life seemed rude and unreasonable, he would always protect Xiao Yuanmu at a crucial moment. Based on that, it would be reasonable to assume that this Song Xuanhe cared about him. However, Xiao Yuanmu couldnât read his thoughts. All he knew was that Song Xuanhe was guarded against him and had his misgivings towards him.
The memories from his pre-rebirth self had quite an effect on him. If it werenât for the memories from the Xiao Yuanmu who had fallen for Song Xuanhe, he would probably have chosen to relax and rest for a while before returning to the Xiao Family rather than waste time here with Song Xuanhe. Just like the Song Xuanhe from his first life, both the Song Family and Song Xuanhe in this life were nothing but insects that could be crushed with his fists.
But, these memories were so deeply engraved that they constantly affected his mental state. They caused his plans to change.
Even after his memories had fused together, although he had known that Song Xuanhe didnât have any feelings for himârather than feelings, the other seemed to be more on guardâthose memories had still been unforgiving. They made him unable to leave with an easy heart. It was like the emotions that he had abandoned long ago had finally returned to him, making it so that his cool-headed brain would no longer be able to make decisions purely based on reason.
Xiao Yuanmu thought that, since this was the case, heâd just treat the time they had now as a vacation. Heâd also take this time to figure out why Song Xuanhe had taken an interest in him and why he had wanted to be with him. He had planned to see through the other and find his true face. Whenever he managed to accomplish that, those colourful, beautiful memories would naturally fade to grey. Like that, they would no longer be able to affect him.
Upon observing Song Xuanhe, he had discovered that the other was indeed hiding something. However, the otherâs appearance and behaviour had not been faked. Since he wouldnât be able to get over these feelings by âuncovering Song Xuanheâs true faceââas there wasnât one to uncoverâhe thought that he would find out the reason why Song Xuanhe seemed to fear him instead. He figured that once he knew why the other had approached him despite obviously holding apprehension towards him, heâd go back to normal.
Hundreds of thoughts whirled in his mind, but only a second had passed in reality. Xiao Yuanmuâs gaze was serene as he said, âNo. I just wanted to know when youâre going to come back to the apartment.â
Song Xuanhe suddenly understood what he was getting at. Xiao Yuanmu was probably asking him this because he didnât want him to come back and disturb him.
It was fortunate that they just happened to have the same view on this matter. If it wasnât because he had to, Song Xuanhe wouldnât want to live under the same roof as Xiao Yuanmu either.
Although he thought this, Song Xuanhe curled his lips into a wicked grin. âDonât worry. Iâll be back soon. Donât miss me too much.â
The finger on Xiao Yuanmuâs lap curled slightly. A second later, his voice lowered. âI donât miss you.â
This was the effect Song Xuanhe wanted. He was inwardly proud but didnât show any of it on his face. âThatâs fine. Iââ
âI missed youâ was what he was going to say when his ringtone cut him off.
It was an unknown number, but Song Xuanhe still put on his bluetooth receiver and answered, âThis is Song Xuanhe.â
âItâs me, Xiao Shenglin.â From the other side came Xiao Shenglinâs gentle, smile-filled voice.
Song Xuanhe raised a brow. âYou changed your number?â
âYes. The number from before was a number I randomly got after coming back into the country. Something came up, and Iâm not using it anymore. This is my new number.â
Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu and then asked, âWhatâs up? Did you need something?â
âI wanted to ask you to go eat, ah,â Xiao Shenglin laughed. âI was having a meal with a friend, and I mentioned your skills as a designer. He really wants to meet you.â
Song Xuanhe was startled. He didnât respond right away.
Xiao Shenglin continued, âI know that itâd be really easy for you to open up your own studio, but heâs the great van Notiâs last disciple. His name is Feng Tong. Heâs got a lot of connections in the world of fashion design. I think that even if you donât plan on getting serious, it wouldnât hurt to have a meal with him and get some insight.â
âOkay.â Song Xuanhe could tell that the other was doing this out of kindness without any ulterior motives. Therefore, he naturally wouldnât refuse. Furthermore, heâd seen the shows Feng Tong had independently headed after finishing his apprenticeship. The otherâs use of colour intrigued him, causing him to be quite interested in meeting the other. âThanks.â
Xiao Yuanmu noticed that the smile hadnât fallen from Song Xuanheâs lips even after he had hung up. He couldnât help but look away. A flicker of darkness flashed through his otherwise calm eyes. He really wanted to know who the person on the other side of the call had been to be able to make Song Xuanhe look so openly happy.
After dropping Xiao Yuanmu off, Song Xuanhe turned the car around and headed to the place Xiao Shenglin had booked.
He obviously wasnât going to meet that designer so hastily. He and Xiao Shenglin were just having a meal together.
Since he had gone back to live at the Song Familyâs main residence, Song Xuanhe had stopped holding himself back. He still went to work and got off work very punctually. However, after work, he wouldnât return to the Song Residence straight away. Instead, heâd take a stroll or go sit at some place that he was interested in.
Meanwhile, it just so happened to be time for the soccer world cup. He had gone to a sports bar specifically meant for soccer fans to watch the games when he had bumped into Xiao Shenglin, who had also come alone. The other had been quietly sitting in a corner of the bar. When his preferred team had scored, his eyes would curve up into a smile, making him look very gentle. When he noticed Song Xuanhe, he had called him over to sit with him.
Song Xuanhe loved soccer. In his original world, he had specifically attended the matches of his favourite team. This hadnât changed even after coming to this world. When he had been bored, he had tuned in to countless matches. Naturally, he now had a favourite team.
He hadnât expected that he and Xiao Shenglin would actually be fans of the same team.
When their team won, while others whooped with joy, they would only smile at each other and clink their glasses together.
Later on, after having several meals together, Song Xuanhe discovered that, regardless of whether it was the otherâs personality or hobbies, the two of them were very compatible. He was willful while Xiao Shenglin was gentle. Even when they didnât agree, they would not argue. Moreover, he and Xiao Shenglin had many interests in common. It was like they could talk about anything. Therefore, it wasnât like they would disagree often.
Furthermore, Xiao Shenglin was a character who existed outside of the plot. Song Xuanhe could relax more when interacting with him. Therefore, after having spent some time together, Song Xuanhe and Xiao Shenglinâs relationship had already become like that of good friends who had known each other for a long time. It was a pretty common occurrence for them to just call each other up and have a meal together.
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When Song Xuanhe arrived, Xiao Shenglin was already there. Seeing him come through the door, Xiao Shenglin smiled. âQian Ping called me today. He said that you guys bumped into Wei Chen while out for crabs.â
âYeah.â Song Xuanhe sat in front of him, stretching his long legs out. âHe was sitting next to us. Qian Ping had been talking about him, and Wei Chen overheard.â
Xiao Shenglinâs smile deepened when he heard this. However, he wasnât worried. He knew that Qian Ping and Song Xuanhe were not the type to talk badly about someone behind their back. Therefore, he just said, âQian Ping said that you were going to ask Professor Li for his data?â
The waiters carried a few dishes in and then quietly left the room. Their actions were nimble and agile.
Song Xuanhe nodded. âMn, Iâm going to help him ask.â
Xiao Shenglin nodded and didnât ask anything more. He picked up his chopsticks and started on another topic. âZhou Nanâs asked me to ask you to go bowling tonight. Are you going to come?â
âSure.â Song Xuanhe just so happened to want to get some exercise in. âItâll help with digestion.â
When the two of them met up with Zhou Nan, Song Xuanhe realized that it wasnât just Zhou Nan but a few other familiar faces as well. One of which was Wei Chen.
When Wei Chen saw Song Xuanhe, he also raised a brow in surprise. He said, âI didnât think Iâd see you here.â
âI didnât expect it either.â Song Xuanheâs lips curled up into a smile. He didnât say anything else and just went to grab a bowling ball.
Wei Chen followed after him. When he saw how well Song Xuanhe and Xiao Shenglin got along, how relaxed and familiar he was with the other, he couldnât help but say, âI didnât know the two of you were so close.â
Song Xuanhe glanced at him. âI didnât know that you and I were close either.â
âWe can get to know each other.â There was a smile on Wei Chenâs lips. He didnât seem affected by Song Xuanheâs obvious attempt at shooing him away. âWeâll get closer as time passes.â
âYou and I are not that close, and I donât really want to be close to you either.â Song Xuanheâs bowling ball left his hand and rolled in a straight line. It was a strike.
Last time, when Song Xuanhe had picked up Wei Chenâs call, Zhou Nan had thought that Wei Chen probably treated Song Xuanhe quite well. However, seeing Wei Chen stick to Song Xuanhe with a beaming face while Song Xuanhe gave him a cold expression made his eyes widen in shock.
Although he didnât know Wei Chen very well, he knew of the otherâs personality. The other didnât usually pay attention to other people. There were few people who heâd ever show a pleasant expression to. So, why was he talking to Song Er and smiling at him?
Zhou Nanâs gaze swept over Song Erâs pale, smiling profile. With a start, he thoughtâ¦It couldnât be that Wei Chen is interested in Song Er?
It couldnât be!
Everyone knew that Song Er had a boyfriend right now and that he really liked this boyfriend. Furthermore, it wasnât like Wei Chen hadnât known Song Er before. But in the past, the other hadnât fawned over him that much. Zhou Nan also hadnât seen the two of them exchange all that many words before. So, why had Wei Chen changed attitudes so suddenly? Moreover, heâd never heard of Wei Chen liking anyone in the past.
Zhou Nanâs expression changed slightly. It couldnât be that Wei Chen liked going after taken people?
Regardless of what Wei Chen wanted, Song Er, that idiot, wasnât a match for him. Although Zhou Nan wanted to get on Wei Chenâs medical robot project, he couldnât watch on indifferently as the other tempted Song Er into two-timing.
Moreover, although Xiao Yuanmu, that youngster, looked innocent, he was actually enigmatic and difficult-to-predict. As the old saying goes, the future of young people was boundless, so donât look down on them for being poor right now. If Song Erâs willpower was weak now, he might regret it in the future.
âAwesome!â Zhou Nan walked over, glancing at Wei Chen, in a seemingly inadvertent fashion. He then smiled at Song Xuanhe, âLet me introduce you to someone.â
Song Xuanhe didnât know what Zhou Nan wanted, winking at him like that. However, he didnât want to deal with Wei Chen, so he put the ball down and followed after the other without a word.
When they reached the door to the lounge, Zhou Nan frowned and said, âIs there something Wei Chen wants from you?â
Song Xuanheâs steps paused. Xiao Yuanmu appeared in his mind. He calmly asked, âWhat?â
âDonât you think that Wei Chenâs attitude towards you is a bit weird?â Zhou Nan said, âIt wasnât like he wouldnât speak to others before, but there have been many people who have fawned over him but still ended up failing to get in with him. Moreover, heâs never been one to wrong himself. Aside from his mother and grandmother, Iâve never seen him act amiably to anyone else.â
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âSo, you think heâs approaching me with an ulterior motive?â Song Xuanhe asked.
When Zhou Nan heard this, he looked Song Xuanhe up and down, clicking his tongue. He then shook his head. âI canât think of anything you have that would interest him. Your uncleâs data canât be enough to make him like this.â
âOf course not.â Song Xuanheâs lips curled up. He didnât really know what Wei Chen wanted right now. However, he did know what Wei Chen would want in the future.
âWhat does he want?â Seeing Song Xuanhe so calm, Zhou Nan felt suspicious, âYou donât actually have something he really wants, do you?â
After saying this, Zhou Nan thought for a long time. He planted his chin onto his fist and said, âIt canât be regarding Old Master Weiâs seventieth birthday, can it? Recently, heâs been on the hunt for some nice antiques. Do you have one?â
âNo.â Song Xuanhe shook his head. Seeing Zhou Nan frown, he said, âBut maybe, Song Guochao or my mom have something.â
Zhou Nan seemed to suddenly come to a realization. Mrs. Song had always loved collecting antiques. She had studied relic restoration in university too. It was to be expected that she had some valuable things on hand. This would explain why Wei Chen was acting so friendly towards Song Xuanhe.
Song Xuanhe didnât want Zhou Nan to continue thinking about this issue. He asked, âWhoâs the person you wanted to introduce to me?â
âYouâll know when you see him.â The smile on Zhou Nanâs face was unrestrained. âThis person is also the reason why Wei Chen had to come.â
Song Xuanhe wasnât interested at all. However, he still cooperated and pretended to want to meet this person.
Zhou Nan pushed the lounge door open. The three people inside looked up.
The person in the middle smiled. âZhou shao, didnât you say that there was a talented individual hidden in this bowling alley? A chef who is really good at making desserts? They still havenât arrived. Weâre all starving.â
Zhou Nan: âTheyâre coming. Youâll get it when you eat them.â
Song Xuanhe, who was following from behind, cocked a brow. He hadnât thought that these people had actually come to eat, not to play. However, he had just eaten, so he wasnât all that interested in the desserts that they were talking about.
âLet me introduce you guys to someone.â Zhou Nan beamed. âMy good friend, Song Xuanhe, the Song Familyâs second son.â
The person who had just been speaking smiled politely towards Song Xuanhe. The other two people were bent over their phones. Who knew what they were playing? They didnât even look up.
Song Xuanhe didnât care. He had only come here to avoid Wei Chen. He found it much more comfortable sitting here without having anyone try to talk to him.
Despite being the person doing the introductions, Zhou Nan didnât feel awkward either. He smiled and continued to introduce the three people in the room to Song Xuanhe before sitting next to the latter.
The hacker Song Xuanhe had found before was very good. Not only did the other find information on Zhang Xiuya, but he had also even found her location after the other had left the country with the Song Familyâs money.
Song Xuanhe was a bit surprised. He replied: Additional charges?
******: I was bored. This is just a follow-up for you. If you want to pay me though, Iâll take it.
Song Xuanhe knew what a money grubber this person was. He sent the other fifty thousand yuan.
******: Didnât have to give that much. If you have something else you want to investigate, let me know.
Song Xuanhe didnât reply, because Zhou Nan had stuck his head over.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âWho are you chatting with?â Zhou Nan was just asking, not actually caring about the answer. He spoke into Song Xuanheâs ear. âWhen the food arrives, Iâll introduce you again.â
Song Xuanhe looked up, his gaze falling on the two young people huddled close together. He said in a flat tone, âNo need. I just came to rest.â
Zhou Nan clicked his tongue. âYouâll understand in a bit.â
As soon as he had finished speaking, a knock on the heavy door came. Zhou Nan answered, and the person on the other side entered.
Several little dishes were placed in the centre of the coffee table. The desserts looked simple and unadorned. However, they emitted an extremely faint, tempting, milky scent.
The two people who had been huddled together looked up. Song Xuanheâs gaze just so happened to meet with one of them when he looked away from the desserts. When he realized who it was, he was taken aback.
âItâs you?â The young manâs shiny eyes widened.
Song Xuanhe didnât think that heâd see this baby-faced man two days in a row. But despite his shock, he only nodded calmly.
When the young man had spoken, everyoneâs gaze had turned towards Song Xuanheâs direction. The other person who hadnât raised his head all this time asked, âYou know him?â
The young man nodded and then shook his head. When he saw Song Xuanheâs flat expression, he snorted, âI only saw him once.â
Zhou Nan was surprised. He turned to Song Xuanhe and asked, âWhen did you meet Guan shao?â
Song Xuanhe hadnât heard what Zhou Nan had called the young man clearly. His tone was indifferent. âWe sat together at the same table yesterday.â
The young man called âGuan shaoâ looked away. He picked up one of the desserts and took a bite. When he saw no one else move, he said, âItâs all right. Try it.â
Although he seemed to be addressing everyone, his eyes were on Song Xuanhe.
Song Xuanhe noticed his gaze and said, âI just had dinner.â
He meant that he didnât want to eat it.
Everyoneâs expression changed subtly when they heard this. The young manâs expression also sunk. He placed the dessert down and said, âI donât want to eat something even he looks down on.â
Zhou Nan poked Song Xuanhe with his elbow and whispered, âIâm not dealing with this. Go coax that kid.â
Song Xuanhe was baffled. He had lived in two different worlds but had never coaxed anyone before. Even so, Zhou Nan had saved him from Wei Chenâs harassment, so he had no choice but to resolve the roomâs awkward atmosphere if he didnât want to leave.
Furthermore, the pastries did smell good. They didnât seem greasy. Song Xuanhe leaned over and picked up one that looked good and took a small bite. It tasted pretty good. His eyes curved into a smile, and he said, âItâs good.â
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He had picked up a pastry and taken a bite out of it before commenting. This series of actions was both natural and carefree. There was no awkwardness that would usually come from being slapped in the face by your own words. Rather, his actions gave off a languid, unrestrained feeling. Not only did it not feel like he was just pretending to be calm, but he also really did seem calm and confident.
When the young man saw him eat the pastry, his expression improved. He walked over and sat down on the sofa near Song Xuanhe. When he saw Song Xuanhe look over, he pursed his lips and said, âI want to eat this one. Sitting over there isnât convenient.â
Song Xuanhe raised a brow and finished his pastry in an unhurried fashion. He then wiped his hands with a napkin before getting up, preparing to leave.
Compared to Wei Chen, who liked to pretend like they were close, this arrogant and willful young master was obviously much more troublesome. Outside would probably be more comfortable.
However, as soon as Song Xuanhe stood up, the young man furrowed his brows and asked, âWhere are you going?â
âOut.â Song Xuanhe didnât have any ill will towards the young man, because the otherâs willful appearance was similar to how he had been himself at seventeen/eighteen. No one would hate themself. But, it was precisely because Song Xuanhe knew himself well that he knew that the young man would be hard to deal with.
The young man also stood up. He folded his arms and raised his chin. âIâm going with you.â
Song Xuanhe faintly felt like this action was rather familiar. However, he didnât think much of it. If the other was going to follow him, what would be the point of going outside?
To face double the trouble?
When he thought of this, Song Xuanhe sat back down.
The young manâs expression changed. Even if he had been blind, heâd be able to tell that Song Xuanheâs action of standing up and sitting down was because he didnât want to interact with him.
His lips pressed into a straight line. He snorted and was about to leave. However, before he reached the door, it was pushed open from the outside.
Xiao Shenglin and Wei Chen appeared. When Wei Chen saw the young man, a smile graced his previously expressionless face. âGuan shao.â
The young man nodded. âWei ge.â
Wei Chen looked around the room, his gaze pausing on Song Xuanheâs body for a few seconds. He then stepped into the room. âI just heard that you were here, so I came over. Are you planning on going out to play?â
âDidnât you come to eat?â Wei Chen glanced at the rather untouched pastries. âDo they not taste good?â
The young man followed Wei Chenâs gaze. His eyes paused on Song Xuanhe before he looked away. âItâs okay.â
âThen, eat some more. I happen to have something to talk to you about.â Wei Chen headed over to Song Xuanheâs side and sat down. He then said to the young man, âCome sit.â
The young man looked at Song Xuanhe one more time. He then sat next to Wei Chen. At this moment, he noticed Xiao Shenglin, who was also walking over. He asked, âWhoâs this?â
Wei Chen introduced him. âXiao Shenglin, my friend.â
After saying this, he introduced Xiao Shenglin to the young man. âThis is Guan Zhi, my younger cousin.â
Xiao Shenglin smiled and greeted Guan Zhi.
No one noticed that Song Xuanheâs, who had been leaning back lazily while playing on his phone, eyelid twitched at this introduction. Guan Zhi?
The youngest of Xiao Yuanmuâs pursuers? The book had never mentioned that he was Wei Chenâs cousin though?
Eve: I love Guan Zhi. Heâs like a tsundere adorable little chick following after Xuanhe hahaha. In my mind heâs like the baby cousin who wants to play with the older, cool cousin. But instead the cool cousin gives him a controller thatâs not connected to the game console.