[BL] Transmigrating into the Reborn Male Lead's Ex-Boyfriend

Ch53 - Hold Hands and Blink

Why had he done that?

Song Xuanhe was still thinking about the question Xiao Yuanmu had asked him a week ago while sitting in the hospital room.

When the truck's lights had shone into his eyes, everything else in front of him had gone dark, and his head had blanked. Then, the paragraph describing Xiao Yuanmu's car accident had appeared in his mind. The author had written about it in a lot of detail from the time to the location. Details of how tragic the car crash had been were also included. Each word had helped construct the scenes that were then replayed in Song Xuanhe's brain.

In those few seconds, he had suddenly thought of the Xiao Yuanmu he had seen just before he had forced the other to buy congee. That had been the last time he had seen the Xiao Yuanmu he had been familiar with. Suddenly, a question he had never thought of before had appeared in his mind: If he were given a second chance, would he have followed the plot again?

No answer had come to mind. But, what had happened was that he had unconsciously yanked the steering wheel to the side.

The fact that they had avoided death was probably the best answer he could have come up with.

"Song gege, there's no more flesh on your apple, it's just the core!"

A silvery voice interrupted Song Xuanhe's thoughts. He looked at his bumpy apple that he had been peeling and placed the fruit knife down, guilt bubbling in his chest. He looked at the girl beside him with a serious expression: "I'm just using this to practice. It's not a reflection of my true skill."

The girl blinked and asked, "Why do you have to practice peeling an apple? What's Gege's true skill? Are you also really good at peeling apples like Yuanmu gege?"

The old woman in bed interrupted the girl. She smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you had a gift for Song gege? We're about to leave the hospital. Why don't you give it to him now?"

The girl suddenly became shy. She slowly stood up from where she had been lying on the bed. She then shuffled over to the backpack that was near the sofa and pulled out a drawing. She then handed it to Song Xuanhe with a nervous and bashful expression.

Song Xuanhe finished his apple in a few bites and then wiped his hands clean before accepting the little girl's drawing. It looked like there were a few stick people performing some kind of demonic dance. He thought long and hard, trying to see it from a child's perspective. He asked, "Are these people...playing a game?"

The girl blinked and then shook her head, face red.

Song Xuanhe examined it carefully again. He couldn't find any crucial clues from the stickmen's bodies. When he recalled that the girl had just entered the first grade and was still wearing a red scarf, he guessed, "Are these stickmen raising a flag? Are the two in front the ones hoisting it?"

"No." The girl puffed out her cheeks and pointed at the two in the front that Song Xuanhe had said were "hoisting the flag." She said, "This is Song gege, and this is Yuanmu gege. This is your wedding, ah! Everyone else is congratulating you."

The smile on Song Xuanhe's face froze. However, under the girl's pure, innocent gaze, he could only force out a laugh. He then spoke in a dry tone, "Wedding?"

"Yes, ah, I hope that Song gege and Yuanmu gege can get married sooner!" The girl's voice was very clear and melodious. Her eyes sparkled like jewels. Anticipation was written all over her face.

The door to the hospital room was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Yuanmu walked inside. It seemed like he didn't hear the girl's words. In a cool voice, he said, "The paperwork is all done. Granny, we can leave after we pack up."