Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead’s Ex-Boyfriend

Xiao Yuanmu hesitated for a second, and Song Yuhe’s gaze swept over.

“It was an accident.” He explained, “When I left, I didn’t notice that Xiao Baicong was still awake. He broke away from the people who were holding him and stabbed me with a dagger.”

Song Xuanhe’s expression grew colder, and Xiao Yuanmu used his eyes to express that Yang Jie should speak up.

Yang Jie received Xiao Yuanmu’s gaze, but he didn’t know what he should say. In fact, this was the first time he’d seen Brother Xiao, who’d always been aloof and cold and distant, act like this. It made him unable to react at all. Before he’d always felt that even if Song Xuanhe seemed to be more domineering during ordinary times, Brother Xiao’s character was also one that was very difficult to control.

And now, Brother Xiao was even more delusive than before. So, he’d thought that Brother Xiao was still the one who held the initiative between Song Xuanhe and Brother Xiao.

Now, it seemed that he may have been wrong.

I was just that, as an expert who’d been single for more than 20 years, he could help single people solve the problem of being lonely, but he couldn’t help Brother Xiao solve the problem of how to appease his boyfriend when his boyfriend was angry.

So, Yang Jie’s gaze turned to Louis.

When it came to solving this problem, Louis, who’d gotten together and separated from his childhood sweetheart no less than ten times, had the most say.

Louis also felt that he had a lot to contribute. He’d already seen Xiao Yuanmu sending Yang Jie a distress signal, so he raised his eyebrows, quickly bent down and pressed his leg, then covered up the spot above his ankle and looked like he was in pain.

Xiao Yuanmu understood right way. He hurriedly frowned, then hissed gently.

Song Xuanhe looked at him, his tone expressionless, “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Xiao Yuanmu spoke lightly, “It’s just that the wound hurts a bit.”

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, “Your injury hurts?”

“A little.”

Xiao Yuanmu’s reply was very calm and steady, but his slightly pale lips and frowning eyebrows were perfect examples of his superb acting skills.

Yang Jie signed in surprise, and he suddenly thought of a sentence he’d seen before somewhere: Men in love could win Oscars.

He hadn’t understood what that meant before, but now as he watched Brother Xiao, he felt that he might get it now.

It was just that Song Xuanhe wasn’t deceived by Xiao Yuanmu’s acting skills. Instead, hints of banter appeared at the bottom of his eyes, “Since it hurts, why don’t you hug your leg and jump a few times?”

Xiao Yuanmu paused, then turned to look at Louis. Louis shrugged, not having expected Song Xuanhe to have noticed the small actions between himself and Xiao Yuanmu.

Xiao Yuanmu could only return to more traditional methods. He put his head on Song Xuanhe’s shoulder, dropping his voice and saying, “I was wrong, don’t be angry, okay?”

The sentence ‘Where do you think you were wrong’ almost slipped out of his mouth, but Song Xuanhe suddenly thought about the template for lovers’ quarrels that circulated on the internet just before he said it out loud. Generally, the boy would say that they were wrong, and the girl would ask him what he’d done wrong. Then, the two of them would start quarreling. When Song Xuanhe thought about how he’d almost slid into the female role in the template, his expression grew even darker.

“Whether or not I stop being angry depends on your honesty.” Song Xuanhe looked at him coldly and indifferently, then said, “When the ambulance comes, you’ll go with Xiao Baicong and have your leg looked at.”

The sound of the ambulance arriving could be heard outside the door as soon as he finished speaking.

Song Xuanhe glanced at Xiao Yuanmu. He saw that his long lashes were drooping slightly, and he appeared rather cold and pitiful. His footsteps, which were heading outside, paused for a moment, and he held Xiao Yuanmu’s arm, thinking to himself: He definitely wasn’t being soft-hearted.

Xiao Yuanmu borrowed Song Xuanhe’s strength to get up, and a little small appeared at the corners of his lips before immediately being pressed back down. He pursed his lips slightly then leaned against Song Xuanhe’s body, letting him help himself outside.

The doctor moved Xiao Yuanmu from the car into the ambulance, while Song Xuanhe and the others drove with Xiao Yuanmu to the private hospital.

Not long after they entered the emergency room, Madame Xiao quickly arrived with the housekeeper that Song Xuanhe had met earlier. She looked relieved when she saw them.

When Madame Xiao saw the wound on Xiao Yuanmu’s leg, she gasped and said to the doctor, “Doctor, is my son’s leg okay?”

The private doctor didn’t know who Madame Xiao was, but he knew that the other youth who’d just entered the operating room was the patient in front of him’s younger brother, so he said, “His leg is alright. He’ll recover after changing the dressing every day and resting for a period of time, but his younger brother isn’t in good condition, and they may have to amputate his legs.”

Madame Xiao was stunned for a moment. Her face remained blank for a few seconds before she raised her voice and said, “His younger brother? Which younger brother?”

After that, she didn’t look at the doctor anymore and directly turned to Xiao Yuanmu and asked, “The younger brother the doctor mentioned isn’t your brother, right?”

“It’s Xiao Baicong.” Xiao Yuanmu said, “Those gangsters fought amongst themselves, and Xiao Baicong and I suffered some injuries during our escape. His injuries were more serious than mine, and both of his legs were crushed.”

“Crush…” Madame Xiao’s vision turned white. She stepped back, holding the housekeeper’s hand tight before managing to stand still. After finding her balance, she trembled and asked, “What are you talking about? Crushed?”

“Those people chased us with heavy cars. Baicong got on the car one step after me, and before he could get in, he was pulled off and his leg was crushed in the process of getting back in.” Xiao Yuanmu explained, “Later, these people were chasing after us the whole time, and we missed the best time for treatment.”

“His leg is broken…” Madame Xiao murmured, her eyes growing red instantly, “Both legs are broken, he must be in so much pain.”

The housekeeper supported Madame Xiao with a worried expression on his face, but he still asked quietly, “Should I tell the Mister right away?”

“No.” Madame Xiao straightened and tried to compose her expression. She said, “Wait until Baicong comes out. Ah-Lin is in bad health right now. We’ll tell him when the situation is stable.”

“Yes, Madame.”

Song Xuanhe shifted his gaze to the doctor who was giving Xiao Yuanmu stitches and asked, “His leg injury. Is there anything that needs to be paid attention to during this period?”

The doctor finished treating Xiao Yuanmu’s wound and got up, “Be careful not to let the wound get wet, and come to the hospital to get the dressing changed regularly. If you feel that it’s troublesome, you can also invite your private doctor to come to the hospital, and I’ll speak with them about Mr. Xiao’s condition so that he knows how to take care of him.”

“You can tell me directly.” Song Xuanhe said.

The doctor was a little surprised. He looked at Xiao Yuanmu inquiringly.

Xiao Yuanmu suppressed his smile and nodded, “Listen to what he says.”

Song Xuanhe glanced at him, then looked back to listen to the doctor’s instructions.

Madame Xiao had already been led away by the nurse and was keeping watch outside the operating room. The doctor also left after giving Song Xuanhe a set of instructions and precautions. At this time, there was only Xiao Yuanmu, Song Xuanhe, Louis, and Yang Jie in the ward.

Louis said, “It seems that Madame Xiao finds it difficult to accept the fact that Xiao Baicong may not be able to walk in the future.”

Song Xuanhe smiled and said, “She doesn’t know that Xiao Baicong can’t walk in the future. She’s currently just thinking about how Xiao Baicong’s leg is broken.”

“With the current medical technology, treating Xiao Baicong’s leg is an easy matter.” Yang Jie said, “The Xiao Family is rich in resources and contacts. Maybe his leg will be better soon.”

Louis joked, “Yang, I recall that you used to be very friendly to Madame Xiao and Xiao Baicong. Why are you so… unfriendly now?”

“I treat them well when they’re good to Brother Xiao.” Yang Jie’s face was expressionless, “If they’re bad to Brother Xiao, then Brother Xiao might as well not have these relatives.”

Xiao Yuanmu’s lips curved slightly when he heard this, but when he saw Song Xuanhe looking at him, he pursed his mouth again.

Song Xuanhe looked him over indifferently, then shifted his gaze to the door. His tone was light, “If Madame Xiao learns that Xiao Baicong can no longer stand up, will she be very sad?”

“Of course. That’s her son.” Yang Jie couldn’t accept this, “In her heart, Xiao Baicong is much more important than Brother Xiao.”

“I’m very curious.” Song Xuanhe was puzzled and asked, “How exactly did you guys determine that Xiao Baicong’s legs are no longer able to walk? This is the United States, and Yang Jie also said that the Xiao Family will be able to find the best medical resources for Xiao Baicong. Even if his legs are really irreparable, there are countless people who can help him stand up again in the future. Fitting him with artificial limbs is one possibility.”

“Xiao Baicong won’t use prostheses.” Xiao Yuanmu said, “Even if he wants to, it will take at least a few years. He himself is also very clear on this. With such an obvious premise, his disability will cause him to abandon himself, making him completely unable to stand back up again.”

Louis nodded his agreement, “Xiao Baicong is a very proud person. I’ve met him many times, and he’s very proud about everything related to himself. This sudden loss of his legs will cause him to be in a slump for a long time. When the time comes, Xiao will have already taken control over the Xiao Family. After he realizes that there’s no hope for him, he’ll likely really fall into depression.”

Xiao Yuanmu didn’t want to discuss this topic too much. He looked at Yang Jie and gestured for him to leave.

Yang Jie understood, and casually made an excuse before taking Louis away with him.

After they were both gone, there was only Song Xuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu left in the ward.

Xiao Yuanmu asked, “Will you think that I’m a cruel person for doing this to my younger brother?”

Song Xuanhe turned his head and met his gaze. After seeing the uneasiness at the bottom of his eyes, he pressed his lips together briefly, then approached him and whispered, “You said you wouldn’t be sad no matter what I did, and it’s the same for me. I believe that you have your own reasons for every thing you do. Do whatever you think is right, and I will stand on your side.”

Xiao Yuanmu’s eyes were bright, “Forever?”

Song Xuanhe hugged him, resting his jaw on his shoulder. He said quietly, “For as long as I live in this world.”

xiin: ‘for as long as I live in this world’ … F* YOU SONG XUANHE