Chapter 68 He’s Got Long Legs and He’s Good-Looking
Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend
Translated by Eve
Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes, his expression that of disdain. However, his body was much more honest as it shrunk back towards the other side of the bed. He then raised his chin and said, âThe law says that only married partners have an obligation to one another. Boyfriends donât. Besides, the things you mentioned you were losing out onâhow is it just my fault? It takes two to tango. How about you reflect on yourself a bit more?â
He then calmly burrowed back into the sheets, only revealing his smooth forehead and a pair of eyes. Because his mouth was underneath the blanket, it sounded muffled. âIâm tired. Go shower.â
Xiao Yuanmu stared at him for two seconds and then abruptly came forward. Song Xuanhe was startled into pulling the blanket over his head. He inwardly prepared himself to get beaten up beyond recognition.
However, Xiao Yuanmu only rubbed his head before letting him go. âThe hairdryer is in the deskâs drawer. Dry your hair before sleeping.â
Song Xuanhe was slightly taken aback. For a moment, he felt guilty for having thought Xiao Yuanmu was going to do something to him.
But just as he started to feel a bit guilty over suspecting the otherâs good intentions, he heard Xiao Yuanmu say, âDonât make my pillow wet.â
When he heard this, not only was Song Xuanhe not mad, he even felt relieved. If Xiao Yuanmuâs personality were to suddenly change, he wouldnât have been able to sleep tonight.
Xiao Yuanmu watched as the other went to pull open the drawer. His gaze fell on the otherâs clothes that were slightly raised, revealing a pale, tight waist. His eyes darkened slightly and he grabbed a change of clothes before leaving the room.
Song Xuanhe turned on the hairdryer and dried his hair upon hearing Xiao Yuanmu leave. His hair was really short and had already been mostly dry so he was done in a short amount of time.
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When he placed the hairdryer back in the drawer, Song Xuanhe noticed a jade pendant in the corner of the drawer. The jade pendant was translucent and exquisite. He was able to tell that it was an extraordinary object with one glance. He stopped himself just as he was about to close the drawer. Because of his good sight, he was able to make out the engraved character despite the shadows: Xiao.
As expected.
Song Xuanhe only paused for a second before he calmly closed the drawer.
The System wasnât willing to let him sleep in peace. It saidï¼ãThat was the jade pendant given to every scion of the Xiao Family when theyâre born as a token of their identity! Xiao Yuanmu obviously knew about this pendant. Why did he say that he was named after a tree when Xiao Nan asked about his last name last time?!ã
Song Xuanhe shut his eyes and his eyelashes didnât even flutter upon hearing this. He had no intention of responding.
The System continuedï¼ãIt canât be that the big shot already knows about his family background and just doesnât want to be found by the Xiao Family?! ã
ãThatâs probably not the case.ãThe System answered its own questionï¼ãYou humans love glory and wealth. Moreover, itâs his biological parents. If he had found out about his own identity, even if he didnât go looking for them, heâd at least investigate it. There is no way he would just stay here in the orphanage and do nothing. He probably doesnât know who he is.ã
ãYouâre so noisy.ãSong Xuanhe flipped over, back against the doorï¼ãShut up. I want to sleep.ã
ãAre you really not curious? Not even a little bit?ãThe System askedï¼ãIf Xiao Yuanmu knows about his family, no matter what you do, as long as heâs unwilling to return, youâll fail your mission.ã
When Song Xuanhe heard this, he opened his eyes and coldly thoughtï¼ãSo what if Xiao Yuanmu doesnât want to acknowledge them as family? As long as the Xiao Family wants him to, he has neither the right nor power to refuse.ã
ãYouâ¦.ãThe System hadnât expected for Song Xuanhe to say such a thing. It didnât know what to say for a moment. A while later, it saidï¼ãSo what youâre saying is that itâs possible that Xiao Yuanmu already knows who he is?ã
Song Xuanhe closed his eyes again and remained silent.
ãTell me!ãThe Systemâs boorish voice made Song Xuanheâs eyelid twitchï¼ãBrotherâ¦.ã
ãI donât know.ãSong Xuanhe was afraid that the System would keep talking so he cut it off before it could speakï¼ãIâm not a mind reader. How can I know what heâs thinking? Moreover, even if he knew about this pendantâs meaning, he wouldnât connect it to the Xiao Family. After all, a poor kid from an orphanage probably wouldnât know about the Xiao Family.ã
The System analyzed Song Xuanheâs words and thought that he was right. Every world had its own rules, and every level within each world had their own set as well. What the beings at each level knew differed. The eight major families were legendary existences even to the average rich family in this world, to the point where there was a lot of debate over which eight families constituted the eight. Even business magazines found it difficult to differentiate between fact and fiction in their reports, let alone Xiao Yuanmu.
When Song Xuanhe saw that he had managed to dupe the System with his words, his lips that were hidden beneath the blanket curled into a smile. He didnât know if Xiao Yuanmu knew that he was a member of the Xiao Family, one of the major eight families before. However, Song Xuanhe was pretty certain Xiao Yuanmu had figured out the truth about his family after having met Xiao Nan.
In his last life, or rather, the Xiao Yuanmu in the book, had never encountered Xiao Nan prior to going back to the Xiao Family. But this didnât mean that he had never met anyone else from the Xiao Family or that he hadnât incidentally come into contact with Xiao Family people. It was very possible that he had already figured out his identity even before the Xiao couple had recognized him.
There were three possible reasons that would explain why he didnât go looking for the Xiao Family after having figured out his identity. The first possibility was that Xiao Yuanmu didnât want to go back to the Xiao Family. The second possibility was that he had a bigger plan in mind. For example, he may be building up his power so that heâll be in a more advantageous position upon returning to the Xiao Family. As for the third possibility, Xiao Yuanmuâs emotions were hard to read. His thoughts were even more obscure. Maybe he was just in a bad mood and was too lazy to go search for them.
It was just that, regardless of which possibility was true, it further reinforced the idea that Xiao Yuanmuâs thoughts were deep and unfathomable. He was very good at scheming and waiting patiently.
The type of person Song Xuanhe was least willing to interact with was precisely this kind of person.
Song Xuanhe tugged the blanket down a bit and was planning on ridding his mind of thoughts so he could sleep. However, he didnât know why, but the image of Xiao Yuanmuâs terrified expression in front of the snake tonight emerged in his brain.
It wasnât just that. Xiao Yuanmu cooking for him, buying him congeeâthe way he had stood up tall even when he was in unbearable painâ¦all sorts of images appeared before his eyes. Before he fell asleep, one thought emerged in his mind:
He has a huge mental scar and he had to grow up in a place that gave him no sense of security. Even if his thoughts are unfathomable, I get why.
When Xiao Yuanmu walked in, he saw Song Xuanhe already asleep. He shut the door very quietly and then made a âsitâ gesture to the puppy that was wagging its tail frantically and attempting to run towards him. When he saw the puppy cleverly sit down, he quietly walked further into the room.
He didnât sit down. Instead, he crouched down next to the bed and stared at Song Xuanheâs face that looked younger when he was asleep. His eyes slowly grew darker. He gently touched the otherâs curled lashes with his index fingers. When he saw those eyelashes tremble, he shifted his finger to the otherâs bridge in an unhurried fashion before tracing it down to his lips. He caressed Song Xuanheâs soft lips and watched as they reddened under his ministrations.
It was only when Song Xuanhe, who was deep asleep, withdrew uncomfortably that he came back to himself. Xiao Yuanmuâs eyes regained their clarity but he didnât take his hand away. He could still feel the softness against his fingers and couldnât help but rub them two more times. Only then did he take his hand away.
The image of Song Xuanhe acting tough just now appeared in his mind. He chuckled quickly, voice hoarse. âLooks like I reallyâ¦.â
Xiao Yuanmu didnât finish his sentence and stood up. He deftly lifted the covers and then sat on top of the bed. After turning off the light, he reached into the covers and warmed up his own hands. He then reached over to grab Song Xuanheâs hands, entwining each of his fingers in the cracks between his own. When he felt that same warmth he had felt earlier this evening while they had been on that path, he smiled.
He only had two secrets. In his last life, no one had known about either of them. But right now, both had been exposed to Song Xuanhe. There had been two times where he hadnât wanted anyone to see him in his sorriest state. And both times, Song Xuanhe had barged into the darkness that held him.
In the beginning, he had only felt embarrassed and angry. He hadnât wanted to let the other see his weak side. But today, when the other had grabbed his hand and said those words, Xiao Yuanmu had suddenly thought that maybe this was Heavenâs Will.
Heavenâs Will had allowed him to be reborn once again. Heavenâs Will had let Song Xuanhe see him in such miserable states. Heavenâs Will had allowed light to crash into his darkness-filled world. If he didnât grab hold of Song Xuanhe, then heâd be betraying Heavenâs favour.
As he thought this, an unprecedented feeling of peace and content filled Xiao Yuanmuâs chest. This was something he had never sought before. However, now that he had it, he would hold it tightly in the palms of his hand and would never let go.
Song Xuanhe seemed to be uncomfortable in his sleep. He tried to pull his hand out of Xiao Yuanmuâs. When he failed, he let out a groan. Giving up, he simply turned over, his back now facing Xiao Yuanmu. He only left that one hand behind him and simply let Xiao Yuanmu hold it.
Xiao Yuanmu didnât let go of Song Xuanheâs hand. He placed their entwined hands in front of Song Xuanhe so that his arm was now slung over the otherâs waist. He then pulled the other backwards so that Song Xuanhe laid nestled in his embrace.
The familiar scent of body wash wafted over. Xiao Yuanmuâs eyes darkened. His gaze fell on the nape of Song Xuanheâs neck.
The rainstorm still raged outside. Very little moonlight managed to make its way through the roomâs window so the room was very dark. But Xiao Yuanmu could clearly make out the back of Song Xuanheâs neck. His skin was fair and smooth.
His Adamâs apple bobbed and he pressed his lips against the otherâs nape. But just touching like this didnât feel enough. He couldnât help but want a taste. He continued to pepper Song Xuanheâs neck with kisses until the other shifted his head forward in discomfort. Only then did he stop and pull the other back against him. He murmured, âOne dayâ¦.â
His voice was so quiet it sounded inaudible. It was covered up by the sound of the rain outside and disappeared into the air.
Xiao Yuanmu inhaled the scent of the person in his arms. It was the same light scent as his own. He then tightened his arms, satisfied. Before he shut his eyes, for some reason, the image of their second meeting suddenly appeared in his mind. It had also taken place in the orphanage. Song Xuanhe had suddenly jumped onto him and kissed him in front of the Director. He had then quickly jumped off of him, a guilty look on his face..
Back then, it had felt like his brain had exploded. All he had felt was disbelief. He hadnât been able to say anything back then because of the shame and shock. His heart had been racing in his chest and his entire back and neck had heated up. At that time, he had thought that it had been because he had been angry over someone sneak-attacking him like that so he had ignored how his heart had throbbed.
Their beginning in this life was completely different from that of his last life. A different beginning led to a different ending. Since Song Xuanhe had been responsible for affecting him like that at the start, then it was only logical that he had to take responsibility for it.
It was just that the current Xiao Family was not a suitable place for him.
The author has something to say:
After the big shot acknowledges his feelings, heâll follow the bookâs plot. But it looks like you guys wonât miss him because my son Xuan also wonât miss him. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Eve: Mumu has fully accepted his feelings. And Mumu wonât give us (or Xuanhe) a chance to miss him hahahaha.