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

Ch126 - Found a Handsome Guy

A/N: Hi~ Still don't know if anyone is still waiting for this update 😆 SURPRISE!

Song Xuanhe pulled out the sketchbook. As expected, there was a small 's' on the lower right corner of the leather cover.

He pulled out Xiao Yuanmu's chair and sat down, flipping through the sketchbook, raising his brow as the familiar sketches appeared before his eyes. They were all his previous designs. One of them was the original design of the suit jacket from "He & Feng's" debut show.

Song Xuanhe still remembered what he'd drawn in this sketchbook very clearly. He casually flipped through the sketchbook before closing it. It looked like Xiao Yuanmu had purposely brought this sketchbook with him to America. The biggest reason for that was probably because his sketches of Xiao
Yuanmu were even better-looking than the model.

As he thought this, Song Xuanhe suddenly felt like looking at the sketches of Xiao Yuanmu.

In contrast to his colouring skills, sketches were his weak point. When it came to his sketches of Xiao Yuanmu, however, he was actually proud for once.

Song Xuanhe flipped open the sketchbook once more, finding the sketches by memory. Contrary to his expectations, they weren't there. He frowned. He had used this sketchbook for a very long time. Even with his eyes closed, he would be able to find the page he was looking for them by touch. At most, he'd be off by three pages. However, the four or five pages in front and behind the page were all blank.

Had Xiao Yuanmu torn his sketches out?

Song Xuanhe flipped a few pages towards the end of the sketchbook. As expected, he didn't find the sketches of Xiao Yuanmu. In the end, he closed the sketchbook and placed it back into the drawer. At his feet, Xiao Huang had already finished eating the beef jerky and was currently twisting his butt and wagging his tail. He would occasionally glance at the drawer with yearning eyes and whimper quietly. He was good at acting spoiled..

"Don't eat anymore." Song Xuanhe rubbed Xiao Huang's head, his tone sincere. "You're already so fat. You should be thinking about losing weight."

Xiao Huang looked at him with a guileless look in his eyes.

Song Xuanhe frowned and quietly said, "You're the opposite of your owner."

Xiao Huang scratched at the cabinet and barked at Song Xuanhe.

Song Xuanhe pretended not to understand. "Let's go. Time to lose weight."

Xiao Huang leaned against the cabinet and looked at Song Xuanhe, begging with his eyes.

The little chubby dog with short legs whimpered quietly but Song Xuanhe remained unmoved as he headed towards the door. He didn't forget to say:

"You really can't eat anymore, If you eat any more, you'll...."

Halfway through his sentence, Song Xuanhe came to an abrupt stop. He stared at the pictures hanging on the wall in front of him-there were his sketches of Xiao Yuanmu, as well as sketches of himself, done by some unknown artist. There were eight pairs in total. For every portrait of Xiao Yuanmu, there was a corresponding one of himself. They hung on the walls in frames.

In one of his sketches, Xiao Yuanmu stood by a window, peering outside, In the corresponding sketch of himself, he was depicted having afternoon tea in a garden.

He had drawn this particular sketch of Xiao Yuanmu after a flash of inspiration had hit him when he had seen Xiao Yuanmu looking out a window once. He had used the French window in his apartment as reference and then changed it to be a window that could be pushed open, The surrounding furniture was also based on his apartment, but they had all been altered. The only things left untouched were Xiao Yuanmu's expression and action.