Chapter 144 He’s My Boyfriend
Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend
translator: Eve
Who would have thought that amongst all the plot points, Xue Mianâwhether it was his feelings or his careerâremained never deviated.
While heading over to the location of his last mission, Song Xuanhe suddenly thought that there were a lot of things that were very interesting in this world. For example, his inexplicable arrival. Another example: the differences between Xiao Yuanmu in reality and in the book. Another thing that amazed him was how some things didnât change even when so many other things did.
Song Xuanhe couldnât help but feel confused. Actually, he had been confused ever since the first day he had come to this world.
Just why did the System choose him? Was it really like the System had said? Because there was a problem with his body?
Every minute, every second, someone died and someone is born. If that was really the case, Song Xuanhe thought that the System must have had many other choices. His condition wasnât the most urgent and it wasnât like he was the most appropriate choice to do the mission. Thatâs why he had always thought that there must be a deeper reason for why the System had chosen him.
It was just that, during his indirect attempts to attain information, he had realized that, while the System didnât seem very smart, it would not leak a single thing when it came to crucial topics. Now, it was already time for him to complete his last mission. which wasnât important and not a part of the main story line. Song Xuanhe thought that if he didnât ask now, he would never find out what the real reason for his arrival was.
Song Xuanheâs intuition told him that the reason he was chosen was very important to him.
ãDid all seven of the men really fall in love with Xiao Yuanmu in the book?ãSong Xuanhe suddenly asked.
The System saidï¼ãIn the book, they are all Xiao Yuanmuâs pursuers.ã
Song Xuanheâs steps didnât falter. He stared at the forest before him, no expression on his face. When he heard the Systemâs reply, the light in his eyes changedï¼ãJust pursuers?ã
The System was silent for a while. It askedï¼ãIs there a difference between being a pursuer and falling in love?ã
Song Xuanhe repliedï¼ãSometimes. If they like Xiao Yuanmu, they will want to be with Xiao Yuanmu no matter what. Meanwhile, there are many different kinds of âpursuersâ. They may pursue him out of love or out of profit.ã
ãEverything in the book is in accordance to the authorâs descriptions and settings.ãThe System saidï¼ãI cannot differentiate the difference between love and pursuers. If you want to know, youâll have to analyze it yourself.ã
Song Xuanhe didnât need to analyze it. Actually, he suddenly understood everything the moment he asked the System the question.
He had always found it strange. Even if the butterfly effect was in play, even if Xiao Yuanmu was different in real life, it was very difficult for these things to change whether someone will fall for someone. Even if changes occurred, six people would not completely give up on courting Xiao Yuanmu just because of him. He couldnât even see an inkling of attraction towards Xiao Yuanmu from these people.
Since his appearance couldnât have made such a drastic change, the answer was obviousâeven in the book, these people didnât like Xiao Yuanmu all that much.
when Song Xuanhe had read the book, his mood hadnât been very good because he had just arrived in this world and found out about his bodyâs condition. Thatâs why he had only skipped to the important parts while reading the book.
To the him in the past, the important parts were the early parts of the novel, when the original host appeared, and the latter half of the plot that involved the original host. He also considered the scenes revolving around Xiao Yuanmuâs career to be important.
Although the title of the novel, the President and His Seven Boyfriends, made it sound like it was an erotic romance novel, it was actually about the main characterâs career. Outside of his career, the Xiao Family and the disputes regarding the interests of other families took up a large portion of the novel. The scenes that had nothing to do with his career were only glossed over and the romance scenes were very roughly written. After all, there were seven pursuers. If the author were to write each one in detail, the author would have to write over a million words to describe just their interactions.
Moreover, Song Xuanhe wasnât interested in the protagonistâs love life either. If it was a romance scene that didnât have to do with the main story line, he only skimmed over it. Even so, he remembered how most of the interactions Xiao Yuanmu had with his âpursuersâ were related to his work. For example, Hoffman and Zhang Siweiâthey were both Xiao Yuanmuâs business partners.
As such, the authorâs descriptions of the âpursuersâ method of âpursuingâ Xiao Yuanmu all had to do with mutually beneficial business agreements. Their âdatesâ were the business dinners they had to talk about work. The âromanceâ happened when they worked together to achieve the greatest profit. There was nothing else aside from that. If it wasnât because the author had written that they were pursuing Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe would honestly think that they were nothing more than business partners.
As reality would have it, they were really just business partners.
Zhang Siwei and Hoffman were most likely pursuing Xiao Yuanmu because they wanted to form a strong alliance. They probably wanted to help their family or company gain an upper hand in negotiations. As for, Yu Yan might have decided to use Xiao Yuanmu as the best candidate after his heartbreak. During his hardest time, he might have thought that the best way to get over heartbreak was to find new love. Meanwhile, Song Xuanhe had a strong suspicion that Guan Zhi pursued Xiao Yuanmu because he couldnât find a better chef than Xiao Yuanmu. He probably just thought that he could eat Xiao Yuanmuâs home-cooked food every day if they were to get married.
After excluding these four people, there were three people left. In the beginning, Wei Chen probably started to pursue Xiao Yuanmu for the sake of a collaboration. After all, the relationship between Wei Chen and Xiao Yuanmu has always been strained. It was very unlikely for him to have been attracted to Xiao Yuanmuâs looks or personality. Xue Mian, in contrast, was a hardcore face con from beginning to start. Thatâs why, unless Xiao Yuanmuâs face changed, Xue Mianâs feelings for Xiao Yuanmu would not change.
In the end, there was still one person left unaccounted for.
Song Xuanhe tried to recall the last pursuerâs name and frownedï¼ãYou said that Iâve been in contact with Hao Ke but I donât have any impressions of him at all. When did I meet him? Why didnât you tell me?ã
ãI didnât know either back then.ãThe System saidï¼ãHao Ke used someone elseâs account to speak to you. I only found out after I upgraded.ã
ãWhen did I talk to him?ãSong Xuanhe hadnât been in contact with many strangers who didnât have anything to do with the original host. There were only a few people who left a deep impression on him but none of them didnât seem like Hao Ke.
Hao Ke was a hacker in the book. The book described him as 190 cm tall, slightly taller than Xiao Yuanmu. His skin was extremely fair because he rarely stepped out of his home. He was tall, skinny and had a cold aura. He was also quite handsome.
Song Xuanhe sifted through his memories but couldnât find anyone that fit this description. If anything, his height alone would have made him very recognizable. After all, someone that stuck out among the crowd like that would cause oneâs gaze to linger for a few seconds. But he had never seen anyone who was 190 cms tall.
ãHave I really seen him before?ãSong Xuanhe was skeptical.
The System saidï¼ãYouâve been in contact.ã
Theyâve only been in contactâ¦.
Song Xuanhe was lost in thought. A few seconds later, a thought flashed through his mind. He was about to say something to Song Xuanhe when he heard a cold voice, devoid of any emotion, speak up: âThere are wild animals over there. If you donât want to die, donât go in.â
His steps paused and he looked up to see a tall, thin young man with a mountain climbing backpack. He was standing only two steps away from him, peering down at him, lips slightly pursed.
âThen why are you going in?â Song Xuanhe sized up the other manâs outfit. âYou look like youâre about to go in, not like youâre about to leave.â
âI am about to head in.â The tall, skinny young man said flatly. âBecause Iâm capable of leaving alive.â
Song Xuanhe raised a brow and asked, âHow do you know I wonât be able to make it out alive?â
The young manâs gaze swept over his body, landing on his fair, slender fingers that clearly have never done any hard labour. His hand looked like it had no strength. The young man then cocked his brow like Song Xuanhe did, the meaning in his look implicit.
Song Xuanhe naturally understood the ridicule in the otherâs eyes but he didnât mind it. He smiled. âI know that there are wild animals here. But the reason I came here was to see them.â
The young man frowned. He didnât think that the other would downplay this life-endangering activity after hearing his warning. However, it was already very kind of him to warn this stranger. If the weak young master wanted to go in, then even if he died, it had nothing to do with him.
As he thought this, he gave the young master an insipid look before heading into the forest.
Song Xuanhe stared at his back, brows furrowed as he quietly said, âI was just thinking about a man who is 190 cms tall and I ended up bumping into a man who is 190 cms tall.â
The System was about to respond when it saw Song Xuanhe tread into the forest. He headed straight for the forestâs depths.
The forest was verdant and lush. It was about noon but the foliage blocked most of the sunâs rays, scattering the rest along the forest floor. The speckled light enhanced the vibrant colour of the fallen leaves.
The book only mentioned that the original host appeared in a small wooden house in the depths of the forest. A passing hunter had caught his silhouette. Thatâs why Song Xuanhe headed in that direction.
Since it was still day time, Song Xuanhe only caught glimpses of a few small, scuttling creatures on his way to the small wooden house, since most of the beasts in this forest were nocturnal. It wasnât particularly dangerous at present.
In the book, the last time the hunter say the original host was around night time. Actually, that had been the first day the original hostâs patron had abandoned him in the forest. The original hostâs legs had been broken as well. Probably because Lu Chao thought that it would be amusing, he ordered his people to put food inside the wooden house and around the house. He wanted to see if the original host that couldnât walk would succumb to crawling in search for food once he starved.
The original host had lived alone in the wooden house for a month. Every day, he would only eat and drink miniscule amounts, just enough to continue living. At night, he would find it difficult to sleep because of the movements of the wild beasts outside. Occasionally, he would be tormented by the withdrawal symptoms from his addiction. After being tortured physically and mentally, he didnât dare to leave the wooden house. In the beginning, he probably hadnât realized that these people werenât just humiliating him. He had probably just thought that they wanted to see him in a wretched condition.
It wasnât until his rations ran out and no one came to take him away, did he realize just how dangerous a situation he was in. Thatâs why he had decided to leave the wooden house. However, at that time, the windows had already been boarded shut. As such, he was only able to use sound to determine whether or not there was danger outside. What he didnât expect, was that after he was able to open the door, it was already night time.
The people did not hide food in places that could be easily seen from the wooden house. The food they hid had also been meat, raw or cooked. The wild animals had started to scavenge the area around the wooden house after finding food in these premises in the past. In addition, the original host wasnât very mobile. He was malnourished and weakened from his addiction. He wasnât particularly quiet when he moved. The beasts already knew that there was prey inside the wooden house.
It was just that the previous resident of this wooden house had been a gun-wielding hunter. The animals were smart, so they didnât choose to break in. Instead, they guarded the area tightly. In the end, they were rewarded with prey that was unable to struggle.
Song Xuanhe stood in front of the wooden houseâs door, staring at the wooden steps. In the book, the original host had been dragged down these steps by the wild animals.
ãThere are still three or four hours until the hunter will arrive.ãThe System saidï¼ãYou should go inside. This forest is a bit dangerous.ã
Song Xuanhe glanced at the empty space around the wooden house and said in a mild toneï¼ãWhat are you afraid of? Itâs not like Iâm on my own.ã
The System was taken aback. It then remembered that Xiao Yuanmuâs people had been tailing Song Xuanhe the whole time. But when it thought of the original hostâs end, it still tried to persuade himï¼ãEven so, it would probably be safer for you to be inside the house.ã
Song Xuanhe didnât plan on dying now either. He also wanted to check out the wooden house anyway. He had just lifted a foot when he saw the tall, skinny young man from the forestâs entrance heading deeper into the forest.
Thinking of his reminder, Song Xuanhe mulled over it for a bit before chasing after the man.
The young man turned his head in surprise upon hearing the sound of footsteps. He frowned when he saw Song Xuanhe run over. âIs there something I can help you with?â
âYou said it yourself, there are wild animals here,â Song Xuanhe said, âI donât think you should wander around here.â
The young man glanced at him. âI came here for the animals. Furthermore, this area isnât particularly deep. Itâs unlikely for wild beasts to appear here. If you stay here, you probably shouldnât encounter any danger. Just donât go any deeper.â
After saying this, the young man started to leave.
Song Xuanhe paused upon hearing this. âUnder what conditions would wild beasts come over here?â
The young man stopped walking and turned around. âUnless thereâs nothing to eat in the deeper parts of the forest, or if thereâs something attracting them over here, it would be unlikely for them to come here.â
He pointed at the wooden house behind Song Xuanhe. âThe area around the hunting cabin has animal repellent and traps. Therefore, animals donât like to come over here. Furthermore, thereâs less prey in the outskirts of the forest as compared to the inside of the forest. Thatâs why itâs so rare for them to come out here. You can stay here without any concerns. Donât go any deeper into the forest.â
There was no need for the young man to give him such a detailed explanation. Song Xuanhe could see the kindness underneath the otherâs cold exterior. Therefore, he asked, âWhy are you going inside then? Arenât you afraid of the danger?â
âBecause of a few reasons, I ended up taking care of a few lion cubs.â The young man responded coolly, âThey live here. I always come to see them every year, and usually live in this forest for some time as well.â
Song Xuanhe was surprised. He suddenly recalled the passerby who had discovered the original hostâs body. The book had only mentioned the passerby in passing, but he now thought that it was very likely that the passerby was the young man before him.
When he recalled that the passerby had been injured, Song Xuanhe reminded him: âAlthough they used to be your pets, theyâre still wild animals. Itâd be best if you headed home.â
The young manâs gaze turned cold upon hearing this. âAnimals remember kindness and gratitude better than humans do. Anyway, since you know itâs dangerous in there, donât go in.â
Song Xuanhe frowned as he watched the other continue to head inside. He shouted, âHey.â
The young man stopped once more. He looked at Song Xuanhe with a look of impatience.
âTake this.â Song Xuanhe pulled a gun out from his waistband. âYou should use this. Keep it for self-defense.â
The young man was shocked at the small pistol in his hands. âYou have a gun?â
âIt was for self-defense,â Song Xuanhe said, ânow Iâm giving it to you. Remember to protect yourself.â
âWhat about you?â The young man asked.
âYou said that there wasnât any danger out here,â Song Xuanhe said, âIâll leave after taking a few pictures around here.â
The young man gripped the holster of the gun tightly. He was quiet for a while, before he tried to hand it back to him. âThe cubs I raised wouldnât hurt me. I donât know how to use this either. You should keep it.â
Song Xuanhe smiled. âI donât believe that someone who raised lions doesnât know how to use a gun.â
The young manâs expression turned rigid. âI canât take your gun. Although the risk is lower out here, that doesnât mean itâs completely safe. It would be better for you to keep the gun on you.â
âItâs more dangerous inside.â Song Xuanhe said when he saw how persistent the other looked, âEven if you can guarantee that your cubs arenât ingrates, there are actual wolves inside the forest. There are also other dangerous animals. Will you be safe from those animals?â
After hearing Song Xuanhe say this, the young man hesitated. In the past, he had lived in this area for some time every year. But because of something that had happened last year, he hadnât come to visit. Therefore, he wasnât very certain about the situation in the forest right now. If he had a gun, he would indeed feel a lot more safe.
âAre you really going to stay in the outskirts of the forest to take pictures?â The young man mumbled to himself for a while, âand that youâll leave before nightfall?â
Song Xuanhe nodded. âYes.â
âIâll stay with you,â The young man said, âIâll go in after you leave.â
âThe forest is more dangerous at night.â
Song Xuanhe didnât consider himself to be a particularly good person. The reason he had handed a gun over to this stranger was only because he had a backup. Furthermore, he knew that Xiao Yuanmuâs people were following him. Even if he wasnât a particularly good person, he couldnât watch unfeelingly as this person went in without any precautions, when he knew he was very likely the person who had discovered the original hostâs body and had gotten hurt.
It was just that the young man seemed very persistent. It seems like he had no choice but to compromise.
âHow about you stay the night here and head inside in the morning?â Song Xuanhe said, âIâll leave at night. You can sleep in the wooden house.â
The young man looked at the wooden house and agreed after contemplating it.
Taking pictures was nothing but an excuse to come here. Although he liked to take pictures, but there really wasnât much to take photos of in this forest. If he really wanted to take pictures of forests or jungles, he could have gone to the Amazon or the DaxingâAnling mountain range in China. In any case, he wouldnât have come here.
But he had already given this excuse and Xiao Yuanmu had probably already heard it. There were also people following him, so even if it was only an excuse, he had to act it out.
Song Xuanhe held his camera up and strolled through the forest.
The young man followed him around the forest, like a dedicated bodyguard.
The dried branches and leaves Song Xuanhe stepped on crinkled with his steps. The young manâs footsteps could be heard behind him as he followed after Song Xuanhe.
âYou donât have to follow me.â
Song Xuanhe didnât like it when other people stuck close to him, whether they were female or male. Xiao Yuanmu was the exception.
âThere are snakes around here,â The young man said in a flat voice, âThere was a venomous snake hanging on one of the trees you just passed by.â
Song Xuanhe had noticed it. The System had warned him.
âI saw it.â Song Xuanhe said, âIâll make sure to keep an eye out. Keep a few feet away from me. I feel like punching guys when they get too close to me.â
The young manâs mouth twitched and he took a step back. He explained, âIâm only following you because of this gun. I donât have any other intentions.â
Song Xuanhe glanced at him. âThen keep your distance.â
The young man stood in place, quietly watching him. A sliver of disdain flashed through his eyes, as if saying that he didnât want to be close to the other man either.
Song Xuanhe was satisfied with the common understanding between them. He then held the camera to his eye, turning around to find a good angle.
Although taking pictures was an excuse, it was easy for someone like Song Xuanhe, who liked photography and was a designer, to find good pictures to take in a more primitive area like this forest.
Very quickly, Song Xuanhe immersed himself in taking photos, ignoring the outside world and the passage of time.
It wasnât until he heard the explosive sound of a gunshot that he came back to himself. He turned to look at the young man behind him.
The young manâs hand was raised, his finger pointing to an area on the ground half a metre away from Song Xuanheâs foot. There was a long, thick cobra dead on the floor, a bullet through its head. It looked like it would have been deadly while alive.
âYour marksmanshipâs pretty good.â Song Xuanhe praised the other calmly.
ãI warned you three times!ãThe System sighed in reliefï¼ãYouâre lucky Hao Ke saw it. Otherwise, youâd have been bitten. Even if Xiao Yuanmuâs people came running, you might not have made it out alive.ã
Song Xuanhe looked up suddenly: âHao Ke?â
The young man, who had been examining their surroundings, paused. His brows furrowed slowly and suspicion appeared in his eyes. âHow did you know my name?â
âName?â There was a sliver of lingering fear in Song Xuanheâs limpid eyes. âI said, it was really scary just now. Thank you, really.â (TN: Really scary = hao kepa pinyin wise. Different characters though.)
Hao Ke responded expressionlessly. âYou didnât look very scared just now. You even praised my marksmanship.â
âIt took me a moment to process,â Song Xuanhe said, âbut I was just mentioning how afraid I was off-handedly. The main thing is that Iâm grateful to you.â
Hao Ke was swayed by Song Xuanheâs act and started to doubt himself. He pursed his lips and then glanced at his watch. âItâs already five oâclock. Itâs night time now. You should leave the forest.â
Song Xuanhe paused. He was about to speak when he saw a person walk over, his body shrouded in cold air. When his eyes met with Xiao Yuanmuâs chilly, furious eyes, he nodded and told the young man: âThe snakes in this forest are really scary. My boyfriendâs come. Thanks for saving me. Iâll be leaving first.â
After saying this, Song Xuanhe walked over to Xiao Yuanmu, ignored the otherâs cold expression and grabbed his head. He tried to drag the other towards the exit: âDonât go over there.â
Xiao Yuanmu stood in place. There was a frigid light to his pitch-black eyes. âSong Xuanhe, do you gravitate towards dangerous areas? Even though you know that Iâll worry about you, you donât care at all. Or were you just all talk when you said that you liked me? You donât plan to stay with me for the long-term, do you?â
Eve: The original hostâs death is so brutal. Even if he wasnât a good person, thatâs too much. Also, my heart hurts for Mumu.