The supporting role of rebirth is brutal [strong]

From the bathroom to the box, Song Chu seemed to have walked for half a century in this short distance.

My mind was going back and forth a thousand times, and my body was still trembling slightly.

Standing still in front of the box door, he exhaled lightly, everything that happened in the bathroom seemed to have dissipated with this breath, and his demeanor returned to his previous calm and self-control.

Inside the private room, Mr. Zhang was sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head, with a gentle smile on his face, and motioned Song Chu to sit beside him.

Song Chu just looked at him indifferently, then sat down on the chair opposite him without saying a word.

Mr. Zhang's expression didn't change, he still looked at him with a smile, and said, "I've asked them to prepare the food. I ordered it specially for you. I don't know if it will suit your taste."

Song Chu put one arm on the armrest, and played with the cuff button with the other hand, without raising his eyes, he lazily said, "I'm not picky eaters, you can do whatever you want."

This box is not very big, but it is decorated exquisitely everywhere, and the flower arrangement and the color of the wall are also ingeniously blended. Most importantly, it gives people a sense of tranquility. want to relax.

This is probably one of the reasons why Mr. Zhang chose this box on purpose, Song Chu thought casually, wanting me to relax my vigilance.Mr. Zhang's voice beat against the eardrums like a gentle tide, sounding very close yet far away.Song Chu felt that he was a little absent-minded.

What brought him back to reality was the slight muffled sound of the plate being placed on the wooden table.

Mr. Zhang put food on his plate and said, "Taste it."

Song Chu picked it up with chopsticks and stared at it for a moment, as if to judge whether the dish might be poisoned before putting it in his mouth.

Mr. Zhang's eyes were very focused and eager, "How does it taste? Do you still like it?" Like an adolescent boy purely to please his sweetheart.

Song Chu put down his chopsticks and took a sip of water before saying slowly, "It's okay."

The expression on Mr. Zhang's face relaxed, and he put some more on his plate, "It's rare that you are willing to show face, and I will definitely give this cook a good compliment later on."

When Song Chuzheng was bored, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. Mr. Zhang paused while serving food, and said, "It should be the distinguished guest I invited has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Chu heard a familiar, contemptuous snort.

Gu Chuan was wearing a flamboyant pink suit again, with a tall man's arm slung over his shoulder.The tall man stood like a tree, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and his eyes were fixed on Song Chu.

Song Chu suddenly felt sick, turned his eyes away, and rubbed the center of his brows.

Mr. Zhang stood up and greeted him politely, but Gu Chuan let out a yell and said, "It's a coincidence that we came here, you two are having a sweet time."

"Where is it, Mr. Gu was joking, it's just a light meal."

"Xuan and I haven't eaten yet, we were just thinking about..." He glanced at Song Chu meaningfully, and smiled, "We might as well add two more pairs of chopsticks to make a table."

"That's exactly what I mean," Mr. Zhang said, gesturing his subordinates to prepare.

The four of them sat around the dining table, and Gu Chuan raised his glass with a smile, "Come on, it's rare for us to have a chance to sit together, let's have a drink first."

Mr. Zhang was the most supportive and immediately filled up.Song Chu didn't respond, and frowned.He is trying to restrain himself.

Lu Shixuan took down Gu Chuan's wine glass and said, "Eat something first, drinking on an empty stomach is too bad for your stomach."

Hearing his words, Gu Chuan's face suddenly became a little strange, and the eyes he looked at Lu Shixuan also became a little blurred.

Song Chu's body froze for several seconds, as if his body was soaked in the icy sea water, and the sea water beat his eardrums rhythmically, but he couldn't understand the metaphor behind it.

He knew that Lu Shixuan was acting, and he also knew that Lu Shixuan had to act with Gu Chuan, and he had no choice.After all, if it's a show, it's natural to do a full set, so he can also foresee that Lu Shixuan will say such things to Gu Chuan, and will let him...let him leave marks on his body.

He is Lu Shixuan's personal assistant, so he is naturally invincible after many battles.

But he didn't expect that at this moment, if he really heard and saw this scene with his own ears, he would still feel uncomfortable, and his reason would still be swallowed by anger and hatred.

Song Chuhao stood up, poured a full glass of wine steadily, with a normal face, even a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Gu Chuan word by word, "Naturally, I want to have a toast. First, I wish the lovers will be married. Second, I wish that the lovers will be married. There are ignorant people who disturb the cleanliness of the two-person world."

His voice is very light and cool, and it is always touching to listen to at any time.

Lu Shixuan sat still.

Gu Chuan heard that he was mocking himself, but he was not annoyed. He got up with a smile, poured a glass of wine, and said, "I've always been reckless, so Shixuan doesn't mind... Anyway, I hope your lord will have a lot of fun." , don’t worry about it.”

After drinking the wine, both of them took their seats. Mr. Zhang smoothed things over with a smile, "We are all in the same business circle, and we will inevitably cooperate in the future. In a word, we are all on our own. We should eat and drink, drink and have fun. , don't lose your interest."

The meal ended in silence, and the exquisite dishes on the table were barely touched.

Song Chudao, "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going back to rest."

Mr. Zhang looked at him with concern, and said softly, "Alright, I'll take you back."

Just as Song Chu was about to decline, he heard Lu Shixuan say, "No need, I'll go back with Chuchu."

Gu Chuan's face became a little stiff, but he knew it was useless to talk too much, pretending not to care, and yawned, "This time is just right for a nap, Xuan... see you in the evening." Turning around Before leaving, he did not forget to wink at Lu Shixuan.

Mr. Zhang smiled slightly, "See you later, both of you." Several bodyguards followed him and left the box together.

Song Chu breathed a little while standing there, and went out without looking at Lu Shixuan.

Back in the suite of the two of them, Song Chu took a shower, changed his clothes, and went directly to the study. He needed to sort out all the information he got after boarding the ship.

Lu Shixuan sat on the sofa in the living room and made a few phone calls, with a pen in his hand, jotting down something on a piece of paper from time to time.

After hanging up the phone, he picked up the paper and looked at it for a while, then, as if trying to restrain himself, he closed his eyes.

When he walked into the study, Song Chu was sitting behind the writing desk drawing pictures, when he heard the sound, he raised his head, his eyes were calm and unwavering.This kind of calm is different from any previous one.

Lu Shixuan's index and middle fingers pressed the note against the table and pushed it over.

Song Chu picked up the note, looked at it, and said, "I see."

Lu Shixuan didn't answer, nor did he move.

Song Chu continued to draw pictures, and after a while he still couldn't feel any movement from him, so he raised his head, "Is there anything else?"

Lu Shixuan stood in front of the writing desk, looking down at him.

Song Chu was almost confused by that gaze, just when he subconsciously thought that Lu Shixuan was going to kiss him, the man just said lightly, "On this ship, it was estimated that there were 20 undercover agents in Dakong. , Now 18 people have been identified as targets, plus 3 people died yesterday... One more night of observation, and we can do it later tomorrow."

Song Chu turned his eyes away, "Okay, according to Xiao Dong's information, I have sorted out the situation of these people."

"Call Xiao Dong tonight, the three of us will have a meeting to make the final plan."

"I understand. I will mark the compiled information on the three-dimensional map of this ship. When we meet tonight, we can arrange plans according to this map."

Lu Shixuan said, "Okay."

As his voice fell to the ground, there was a suffocating silence.

Song Chu raised his eyes to look at Lu Shixuan, he didn't know why he was looking at him, what exactly did he expect from him.

Just as he was thinking about these things casually, Lu Shixuan slowly bent down|, put his index finger on his chin, and then pressed his lips lightly.

When their lips touched, Lu Shixuan only traced the line of his lips lightly, not deeply.

Even if it didn't go deep, the kiss was a bit too long.After parting, Song Chu tried his best to restrain his disordered breathing, his gaze stayed in Lu Shixuan's eyes for a moment, then he got up silently and opened the door to go out.

The whole afternoon, neither of them said a word.

They ordered room service for dinner, and the two of them sat at the dining table facing each other in silence.

Song Chu sent food to his mouth mechanically, but the string in his mind was tense—something forcibly took away a previous memory from him.

After a trance in front of the mirror in the bathroom, the sense of emptiness and loss of being forcibly deprived of something finally gradually became clear.And before that, he had never noticed that there was a fault in his memory.

Why did he mistakenly think that his face in the mirror was Shen Yan?I am clearly not the same as him.

Moreover, why did the perception that "Shen Yan is my own younger brother" pop up in my subconscious mind?It's weak, but firm.It's like a fact that I have been firmly convinced for a long time is only temporarily forgotten by myself.

Song Chu closed his eyes.After that incident, Shen Yan's inexplicable dependence on him, and his subtle concern for him... Looking back at this moment, those emotions and emotions seemed to be conveying something to him.

Lu Shixuan stared at his face, "...Is there any discomfort?"

Song Chu looked up at him, "...No."

Just as Lu Shixuan was about to say something, the phone placed by the table buzzed and vibrated, it was Gu Chuan calling.He pressed answer and put the phone to his ear.

"Xuan~ When are you coming? I'm so hungry."

"Eat when you're hungry, I've already eaten."

After a second of silence, Gu Chuan's voice suddenly raised his voice, "Did you eat with that Chuchu of yours? Don't you guys have no feelings anymore?! Why are you so tired of being together!"

Lu Shixuan was silent for two seconds, then smiled lightly and said, "Stop making trouble, I'll go find you later."

Gu Chuan seemed to realize his gaffe, and hummed softly with a smile, "It's not too bad, then I'll wait for you~"

After hanging up the phone, there was a heavy silence in the space.

Until Song Chu said abruptly, "Where is Shen Yan?"

Lu Shixuan stopped what he was doing and looked at him, "At the villa in the suburbs of Beijing, Jian Sheng found a physical therapist for him before he left. If all goes well, he should have almost recovered by now."

Song Chu looked into his eyes, "Why did he run out so suddenly that he fell into a trap? Do you know?"

"This kind of thing, only he himself knows."

Song Chu stared at him for a moment, then nodded slightly.

After the waiter removed the tableware, Lu Shixuan was reading on the sofa in the living room. Song Chuduan gave him a cup of coffee and said, "I'll go to the study to prepare materials for the meeting."

Lu Shixuan looked up at him, "Okay."

Song Chu pondered for a moment, "You want to go out?"

"Well, not for long."

Song Chu said, "Okay." After a moment of silence, he raised Lu Shixuan's chin with his fingers, leaned over and kissed his lips.

Lu Shixuan seemed to be very surprised, his eyes darkened, but he didn't react, he just looked at him.

Song Chu was troubled by the possible memory gap. Part of his brain was completely drawn by something he couldn't grasp. The action he made was completely subconscious, almost because he hadn't When you are aware of it, your body does this naturally, as if it is a deep-rooted habit.

It wasn't until he entered the study and closed the door behind him that he suddenly realized something was wrong.