Chapter 145 Looking for a Friend
Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend
translator: Eve
A day ago, when Xiao Yuanmu heard that Song Xuanhe had gone to Nan City, the dream he had while working in China a while back flashed through his mind. The dream had been fuzzy but had startled him awake in the middle of the night. At that time, he had immediately changed his plans and headed straight back to America.
Before he saw Song Xuanhe, he overheard the otherâs conversation with his mother.
At that moment, all the fear and emptiness from the nightmare that had plagued him during the ten plus hour flight despite his attempts to calm down and work, disappeared.
Xiao Yuanmu had thought that, even if Song Xuanhe had really died in Nan City in his previous life, that had nothing to do with the Song Xuanhe of this life.
Out of the two people who had caused his death in his last life, one was dead while the other was in jail. As for Song Xuanheâs âpatronâ who was under Lu Chaoâs command in the last life, he had never seen Song Xuanhe, let alone been in contact with him.
Furthermore, the Song Xuanhe from this life and his previous life were completely different entities.
Thinking like that, Xiao Yuanmu had been able to calm down.
However, the dread he had forced down re-emerged once more as soon as Song Xuanhe had mentioned that he wanted to go back to China.
Rationally speaking, even if Song Xuanhe wanted to go to a jungle alone, he should be able to come out unharmed with the help of the people Xiao Yuanmu had assigned to his detail. Moreover, the reason why Song Xuanhe wanted to come back was to see his family and the movie he invested in. Neither of these things had anything to do with Nan City, so there was no reason for him to feel so uneasy over one dream.
But no matter how rational he was usually, it was always difficult for him to think logically when it came to Song Xuanhe.
He had even thought that his two rebirths were evidence that there was some kind of supernatural power that could not be explained with science. If that was the case, fate might not be utter nonsense. If fate wasnât completely unfounded, then would that mean that Song Xuanhe would still end up walking down the same path he had in his last life?
This thought caused Xiao Yuanmu to panic.
That day, he had told Yang Jie to contact Song Xuanheâs security detail. They had to be sure of Song Xuanheâs position and safety every second of the day. He needed to know Song Xuanheâs situation at all times.
Yang Jie and the security team both found this order strange. Even Louis had asked him, âArenât you being a little too controlling?â He had even jokingly reminded him that a relationship wouldnât last long if they didnât have their own alone time and privacy.
But Xiao Yuanmu couldnât worry about that. The premonitions he had were always very accurate. The longer Song Xuanhe was away from him, the stronger the bad feeling in his chance was. Even if he knew that Song Xuanhe was safe and sound, and that it wasnât a good time for him to leave the company or Xiao Family, he still couldnât sit still. He had to personally see Song Xuanhe safe to feel at ease.
Immediately after, he had made the preparations for his trek to China. Because his departure had been so hasty, he had originally planned on doing his work on the plane. Contrary to expectations, he didnât know why but he had gotten very sleepy after getting on the plane, even though he hadnât felt tired. He had ended up sleeping ten hours and had not woken up until the plane had been about to land.
As soon as he had landed, he had found out that Song Xuanhe had gone to Nan City. Xiao Yuanmuâs fear only worsened after Yang Jie told him that Song Xuanhe hadnât just gone to Nan Cityâhe had gone to the forest in which he had died in his last life.
Xiao Yuanmu hadnât been able to describe how he had felt in that moment. Yang Jieâs voice in his last life echoed in his ear, telling him about Song Xuanheâs death as the image of the other manâs death played through his mind. Everything in front of him seemed unreal. It felt like he would see Song Xuanheâs dismembered corpse lying in front of him in the next second.
Under Yang Jie and othersâ astonished gazes, Xiao Yuanmu had run countless red lights as he drove towards the forest. When he had seen Song Xuanheâs security detail waiting at the entrance to the forest and was told that everything was fine, his tight chest relaxed slightly. That is, until he heard the gunshot.
Xiao Yuanmu had darted into the forest the second he had heard the gunshot. The security detail hadnât expected for this to happen as they reported to Xiao Yuanmu either. They also rushed after Xiao Yuanmu, running straight into the depths of the forest.
As soon as they entered the forest, they saw Song Xuanhe safe and sound. In contrast, Xiao da shaoyeâs face was white as a sheet. If they didnât know better, they would have thought that Xiao Yuanmu had been the one in the forest all this time.
After they heard Xiao Yuanmuâs furious rebuke, the security team all tactfully retreated. While they were at it, they led the young man who was holding Song Xuanheâs gun away as well. They wanted to avoid any innocent bystanders, including themselves, from being implicated when these two big shots started to fight.
Song Xuanhe watched as the rest of the people disappeared, including Hao Ke. Despite being faced with Xiao Yuanmu, who was clearly in a bad mood, he felt relieved.
He grabbed Xiao Yuanmuâs wrist and tried to drag him over to the wooden house. Xiao Yuanmu didnât move, however. He only watched Song Xuanhe coldly. Nevertheless, seeing that Song Xuanhe was standing in front of him safe and sound, not a hair out of place, and was even able to grab onto his wrist and walk forward, the accumulated rage and concern halved.
âDonât be mad.â
Song Xuanhe didnât know why Xiao Yuanmu had suddenly appeared here, or whether the other was angry because he had seen how he had nearly been bitten by a snake or something else. However, he could sense that Xiao Yuanmuâs emotions were unstable.
âI came here because Feng Tong said that the scenery hereâs nice. It was just a moment of impulsiveness. The area around here has been developed so itâs not that dangerous.â Song Xuanhe explained, âBesides, I knew that you had people following me. Even if there was something in the forest, I also have a gun. I wouldnât have been in much danger.â
Xiao Yuanmu remained silent, but he grabbed Song Xuanheâs hand back, tight enough to hurt.
Song Xuanhe let him hold him. He took half a step forward and wrapped his arms around the other man. âDonât be angry anymore, okay?â
Xiao Yuanmuâs jaw was tense but the chill had mostly dissipated from his eyes. He let go of Song Xuanheâs hand to hug him back. His voice was hoarse. âDonât make me worry so much again.â
âA little forest like this doesnât pose any danger. What are you worried about?â Song Xuanhe comforted him, taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Yuanmu didnât know what had happened in this forest. âYou know, there was a guy who came in at the same time I did. He wasnât just taking a stroll near the outskirtsâhe even planned to go deeper into the forest. Apparently, he raised a few cubs when he was younger and theyâre still there. He was going to visit his lions. Look, even heâs okay. Nothing would have happened to me while taking a few photos outside.â
Xiao Yuanmuâs voice was cold and heavy. âWhether heâs going into the forest to see the lions or feed them has nothing to do with me. Youâre not allowed to come here again. If I find out you came here again, Iâll lock you up at home and ensure that you never take a step outside again.â
Song Xuanhe raised a brow and planted a kiss on the otherâs lips. He smiled. âBoss Xiao, I didnât know that you actually had a thing for captivity play.â
Xiao Yuanmu ignored his joke, his eyes dark. âIf this happens again, we can do âcaptivity playâ for the rest of your life.â
When Song Xuanhe locked eyes with Xiao Yuanmu, he saw the darkness and stubbornness described in the book. He could also see the otherâs uneasiness and concern. He chuckled, pressing his lips against Xiao Yuanmuâs again as he spoke. âOkay. If Iâm caught by you again, you can lock me up for the rest of my life.â
Xiao Yuanmu pushed him away but grabbed his hand. He pulled him to the forest exit, walking with large strides. In a heavy tone, he said, âYou better keep your word.â
Song Xuanhe let him hold his hand, walking alongside the other with a grin on his face.
The sun was already setting and it would soon be dark out. The light filtering through the cracks of the leaves and branches was weak now. Aside from the remaining splotches of sunlight, the forest was completely dark.
Although the wooden house was located in the outskirts of the forest, it was the innermost point of the outer area. It would take more than ten minutes to get out of the forest. Five minutes into Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmuâs trek, the forest went completely dark around them. The darker the area, the more heightened oneâs hearing became.
The insects chirped around them as the plants and branches swayed in the wind. Something darted through the bushes while something else climbed up the bark of some tree. There was the sound of quiet rustling in the leavesâ¦.
Xiao Yuanmuâs grip on Song Xuanheâs hand was tight. At the same time, they said:
âDonât be scared.â
âDonât worry, Iâm here.â
Song Xuanhe was afraid of the dark while Xiao Yuanmu was afraid of snakes. Both of them tried their best to remain calm as they walked through the forest. Nonetheless, they subconsciously got closer and closer.
Song Xuanhe thought that his fear of the dark, which was a common fear, was nothing in comparison to Xiao Yuanmuâs psychological shadow. Furthermore, he wasnât that scared since he had someone with him.
Thatâs why he wanted to say something to distract Xiao Yuanmu from his fear. As such, he asked, âWhy did you suddenly come to China? Arenât you busy with the Xiao Family?â
âItâs fine.â Xiao Yuanmuâs voice was chilly. Listening carefully, Song Xuanhe could hear a sliver of hoarseness. âXiao Nanâs got the Xiao Family. Nothing should happen even if I leave for a few days.â
âHowâs Xiao Lin?â
âHeâs fine.â Xiao Yuanmu said mildly, âHe just needs to recover in peace. He should be able to live another ten years.â
Song Xuanhe paused. He suddenly realized that Xiao Yuanmu was going to take over the Xiao Family a lot earlier than he had in the book. Therefore, he asked, âJust what happened to him? Also, why did he agree to give the position of Family Head to you? Since heâs healthy, shouldnât he take a few years to think about this before retiring?â
âSomething unexpected happened.â
Even if he knew that Song Xuanhe wasnât some greenhouse flower and could understand the cruel power struggles within a family and in business, Xiao Yuanmu still didnât want to let him know what heâs done. Firstly, there were some things he couldnât explain. Secondly, he didnât want Song Xuanhe to develop any misgivings towards him.
Xiao Yuanmu still remembered how afraid Song Xuanhe had been of him in the beginning. It wasnât until they had interacted more that the otherâs misgivings had gradually disappeared. He hadnât minded Song Xuanheâs guarded behaviour towards him, but there was no way he wouldnât mind it now.
When he thought of this, Xiao Yuanmuâs gaze changed slightly. âWhen did you develop an interest in fashion design? Iâve never heard you talk about it before.â
âSince I was really young.â Song Xuanhe responded quickly, as if they were talking about something very ordinary. There were no peculiarities in his tone. âNot even my mom knew about this, so itâs expected that you didnât either. I learned on my own, from books and the internet. I never expected that I would have some talent in this area.â
Song Xuanhe wasnât lying about this. In his original world, there had been a time when he had been very young where he had been interested in art. However, that hadnât lasted long. Childrenâs enthusiasm tended to come and leave very quickly. Later on, he became interested in other things. His mother had then passed away. Thus, it wasnât a lit to say that he didnât know that her son, who had given up on drawing, would one day fall in love with fashion design.
The reason he had started to study fashion design was purely because he had been too much of a hooligan in his first two years of high school. His grades had been very poor and it would have been very hard to catch up quickly. Coincidentally, the art teacher had seen him drawing. The art teacher had badgered him into studying art, so he had agreed. He didnât expect that he would come first in the art exam, beating the other art students who had studied for three to ten years while he had only studied for one year. He had even been accepted by the best art school in the country.
Later on, he encountered a teacher who appreciated his talents and the rest of his career had gone smoothly. He had already planned his career up to his thirty-fifth birthday. Who would have expected that his plans would change like this?
Xiao Yuanmuâs pursed lips rose to a smile when he heard the unconcealed pride in Song Xuanheâs words. He then pressed his lips back to a straight line. âDid you see Xiao Shenglin after coming back?â
Song Xuanhe had been taken aback. He hadnât expected such a sudden change in subjects. However, his response came very quickly. âNo. It seems like heâs been really busy as of late. I donât know what heâs been doing.â
âHeâs returned to the Xiao Family,â Xiao Yuanmu said insipidly, âpart of the Xiao Family belongs to him. Even if his mother didnât want it, it was still kept for him. As long as he wants it, itâs his.â
Song Xuanhe remained silent. He didnât really know what Xiao Shenglin had been doing these days. But he had heard from Zhou Nan that Xiao Shenglin had changed. He was no longer as gentle and smiled less now. He was a lot more aloof. Maybe that was his true personality, or maybe it was a change in personality from having his life played with.
However, Xiao Shenglin still treated his friends the same.
âspeaking of which, Xiao Shenglin should thank you.â Xiao Yuanmu said, âIf it werenât because you knew something would happen, it would have been really hard for him to have survived.â
In Xiao Yuanmuâs memory, Xiao Baicong had killed Xiao Shenglin in an attempt to ensnare him. Back then, he hadnât had any interactions with Xiao Shenglin. Therefore, although he had attended the otherâs memorial service, he hadnât really cared. But since the otherâs death had something to do with him, he had wanted to prevent it from happening after his rebirth. He just never expected that he wasnât the only one who knew that this would happen.
âThatâ¦â Song Xuanhe lowered his gaze. âYou might not believe me, but Iâve had a few dreams. They all felt so realistic. In the beginning, I had thought that they were nothing more than dreams. But later on, the things in my dream came true. In one of my dreams, Xiao Shenglin died in a car accident. Thatâs why I wanted to stop it from happening. I didnât expect that it was going to come true too.â
Xiao Yuanmuâs pupils trembled but it was hard to read his emotions in the darkness. âDid you dream about anything else?â
Song Xuanheâs expression changed slightly as he said, âYeah. I donât remember them very much though.â
âAnything about me?â Xiao Yuanmu was asking a question, but his tone sounded certain.
Back then, he had been confused as to why Song Xuanhe had been guarded against him. If it were as Song Xuanhe had said, it would all make sense. If it were the him prior to rebirth, he wouldnât have believed Song Xuanhe. But after being reborn twice, he didnât see why Song Xuanhe couldnât have prophetic dreams.
This world could indeed be quite fantastical.
It was just that, although Song Xuanheâs words would explain everything, there was still a shred of doubt in Xiao Yuanmuâs heart.
He had a feeling that things werenât as they seemed.
âYes,â Song Xuanhe said, âI dreamt that we broke up. Because I forced you to be with me, you took revenge on me. So there was a period in which I didnât know how to face you.â
Xiao Yuanmu sifted through his memories. There had indeed been a time in which Song Xuanhe had acted really awkwardly. But that had been before he had been reborn again.
Afraid that Xiao Yuanmu would ask more questions, Song Xuanhe redirected the conversation: âDo you have a good hold on the Xiao Family now?â
âYes.â Xiao Yuanmu sounded relaxed, but his voice lowered as he continued, âGive me another year. After Iâm done dealing with the Xiao Family, Iâll accompany you wherever you want to go. In exchange, please donât make me worry during this year, okay?â
Song Xuanhe stopped walking for a second. He felt the otherâs hold on his hand tighten just as he lifted his leg. His lips parted but nothing came out. A few seconds later, he softly said, âOkay.â
The two of them walked out of the forest, their path illuminated by the moonlight. Yang Jie and the rest of them had been waiting outside for them for an hour now. When they saw the two of them come out, they were relieved.
Yang Jie walked over to them. âMrs. Xiao called a few times earlier. I told her you werenât here and she told me to tell you to call back as soon as you could.â
Xiao Yuanmuâs mood had risen greatly after hearing Song Xuanheâs promise. He accepted the phone Yang Jie handed over to him and nodded. âPrepare to head back to the hotel. Weâll return to America tomorrow.â
Yang Jie paused. He looked at Song Xuanhe, whose eyes were lowered and lost in thought. He asked hesitantly, âwill Song shao be travelling with us?â
Xiao Yuanmu turned to look at Song Xuanhe, meeting the otherâs eyes. As soon as their gazes met, Song Xuanhe smiled. âOkay, okay. Iâll go back with you.â
âMn.â
Xiao Yuanmu replied softly, although it was unknown whether he was replying to Song Xuanhe or Yang Jie. The bodyguards who were assigned to Song Xuanheâs detail were stunned by the contrast between the man in front of him with the loving smile in his eyes and the chilly man from before.
The bodyguards didnât know who Xiao Yuanmu had been responding to, but Yang Jie did. He took a step back and told the chauffeur to prepare to set off. He then turned to call Xiao Yuanmu and Song Xuanhe to board the car. Before the words left his mouth, however, he saw the young man the bodyguards had brought out from the forest out of the corner of his eyes. Yang Jie thus changed what he was going to say: âXiao ge, that person was the one who fired the shot just now. According to him, he only fired the gun because there was a snake in the forest. He killed the snake to save Song shao, as thanks for giving him the gun.â
Xiao Yuanmuâs brows were furrowed. His gaze turned to the young man Yang Jie was pointing at. When he saw the manâs appearance, there was a sliver of astonishment in his eyes. âHao Ke?â
Hao Ke had no choice but to walk over when he saw Xiao Yuanmu look at him. âI didnât expect that the person I saved was your boyfriend. If I had known, I wouldnât have saved him.â
Song Xuanhe raised a brow. Hao Ke continued, âBut since Iâve saved him, this gun is mine. Iâll take it as my reward. If you guys donât have any other business here, please leave. Youâre disturbing the animals in the forest.â
Xiao Yuanmu said, âI gave you a code to crack. You still havenât given it to me. Now youâre in a forest where you canât get a signal.â
Hao Keâs expression turned even colder. âI can get a signal anywhere I go. Donât worry. Iâll finish the task you gave me as soon as possible. After that, weâre even. Hacking into your computer is the thing I regret the most. I will never do it again.â
Xiao Yuanmu smiled. âJust remember to give me what I want.â
Song Xuanhe watched Hao Ke enter the forest without looking back. He then asked Xiao Yuanmu, âYou know him?â
âWhen I had been researching new energy sources, he had been paid to hack into my computer and steal my information.â Xiao Yuanmu said coolly, âHeâs a brave one.â
Song Xuanhe didnât know how to feel after hearing the ridicule of Xiao Yuanmuâs tone.
The last pursuer, who had been obscure all this time, evidently didnât follow the plot either. Even if this was the original plot line, it was quite clear that he didnât really like Xiao Yuanmu.
All in all, it seems like the only one of the pursuers who really liked Xiao Yuanmu was Xue Mian.
Song Xuanhe asked, âWhat do you think of Xue Mian?â
Xiao Yuanmu paused. He recalled what his subordinates had reported and happiness flashed through his eyes. He suppressed the rising corner of his lips and maintained his solemn, upright demeanor. âI donât think much of him. Even if I didnât have you, I would never fall for him.â
âWhat a pity,â Song Xuanhe clicked his tongue.
Song Xuanheâs tone was nothing like the jealous tone Xiao Yuanmu had been imagining. He wanted to deceive himself and believe that Song Xuanhe was finally jealous over him. His smile disappeared for real and he quietly asked Song Xuanhe, âWhy is it a pity?â
âItâs a pity that he likes you so much.â Song Xuanhe didnât seem to notice anything. He even laughed. However, he could sense Xiao Yuanmuâs unhappiness as soon as the laugh left his lips. Although he didnât know why the other was unhappy, his survival instinct made him add: âBut he doesnât like you as much as I do. So you can only like me.â
The cold disappeared from Xiao Yuanmuâs eyes. He grabbed Song Xuanheâs hand and said, âEven if you donât like me all that much, I will only ever like you.â
Eve: The last two paragraphs aww. SUGAR.
xiin: this is Eveâs last translated chapter⦠as promised, iâll be finishing this off, but updates will be 1/week and sporadic until i settle on a regular day. (thereâll be more releases than chapters since the upcoming chapters are all hugggge and filled with plot.) RLâs been kicking my butt recently but iâll try my best~