Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

Song Xunnan heard Jiang Xiao tell him that Song Xi went to Song's company in the morning after waking up at noon.

"You said, is Song Juwei planning to train him?" Jiang Xiao said from the other end.

"Just let him take over the branch company. It's not enough to train him. When Song Hengxuan recovers from his illness, he will come." Song Xunnan sneezed after finishing speaking.

It is impossible for Song Juwei to cultivate a second competitor for Song Hengxuan. What he wants is that the Song family will not be divided, and there will never be internal strife over things like family property.Song Yuqing's going to the entertainment industry is a good proof.

"Song Xi doesn't seem to be a law-abiding person, but he is a novice who has never been in contact with company affairs, and he is much easier to deal with than Song Hengxuan." Jiang Xiao said this and his head hurts, "Your former big brother is a difficult character."

Song Xunnan was about to speak when he sneezed again.

Jiang Xiao: "Do you have a cold?"

Song Xunnan looked at himself in the mirror with half-drooped eyelids and black eyes, and said weakly, "Maybe."

He stayed up too late these days, and his diet was irregular. The injury from the car accident just happened to be so tossing, so it's no wonder he didn't get sick.

"Do you have an aunt at home? Let her take care of you."

Song Xunnan: "No invitation, hang up, I'll go downstairs to buy food."

"Remember to buy medicine." Jiang Xiao reminded him, hung up the phone, and then said to the secretary who entered the door, "There are changes in the plan, Mrs. Song will wait and see."

He had to observe what the new young master of the Song family did.

Song Xunnan hung up the call with Jiang Xiao, put on a basketball uniform, and after thinking about it, he found a mask for himself to wear, so as not to infect others.

The 24-hour convenience store downstairs is always open. Song Xunnan bought an oden and a few breads. When he checked out, his voice was muffled: "How much are these?"

The cashier noticed Song Xunnan a long time ago. After all, he is good-looking and attracts attention everywhere. Today, he saw that he was wearing a mask, and he even spoke in a nasal voice. After paying the bill, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?" Have a cold? Is it serious?"

Song Xunnan didn't expect her to ask, but still replied: "It's okay, it's not serious."

perhaps.

"That's it," said the cashier, "Then I hope you get better soon."

Inexplicably receiving concern from strangers, anyone would feel much better. Song Xunnan narrowed his eyes and smiled at her, and asked, "Do you know where the nearby pharmacy is?"

Except for the convenience store downstairs, he hasn't really visited the area. He only orders takeout and buys bread at the convenience store all day long, or spends time at school and at work.I think Jiang Xiao was right, he didn't have the ability to live alone and take care of himself.

The cashier pointed him in the direction: "Go out from here and go left, after passing the intersection, go straight and go right, and you will almost arrive."

Song Xunnan thought about the distance from here to the intersection, and his eyelids twitched: "How far is it?"

"It's 800 meters, less than 10 minutes' walk."

"...Okay, thank you." It was too far away, he didn't want to move, he'd better go home and heal himself.

He believed that the white blood cells in his body would not let him down.

So Song Xunnan wore a mask and went home with a large bag of food stored for the past few days.The elevator slowly ascended from the third floor, and when it reached him, it made a "ding" sound and opened the door.

Song Xunnan looked at the people in the elevator, and raised his hand in surprise to greet him: "Doctor Wen, you are finally back."

If he didn't know that Wen Heng bought the house opposite, he would have thought that the other party had quit the lease and moved.

"Well, I just came back." Wen Heng pressed the elevator door to prevent it from closing, letting him in first, his eyes fell on the mask on Song Xunnan's face: "Cold?"

Song Xunnan tugged on the mask, inexplicably feeling like a face-to-face consultation: "I feel a little uncomfortable this morning, maybe I caught a cold from the wind last night."

"Do you have a fever?"

Song Xunnan shook his head: "No, it's just a small cold."

"Be careful in the future." Wen Heng moved the suitcase at hand to the side, giving Song Xunnan a little more space, and moved his gaze down to see the things in Song Xunnan's bag, which were all bread, instant food and mineral water water.

Obviously he didn't speak, but Song Xunnan subconsciously hid the bag behind him, inexplicably feeling uneasy about stealing junk food and being caught by his parents: "Well...I bought something to eat."

He watched the elevator move upwards, the two figures could be vaguely reflected by the elevator door, only then did he realize that Wen Heng was actually taller than himself, his height could only reach the tip of the other's nose.

"By the way, Doctor Wen, last time I sent you a message, you didn't reply to me."

He himself didn't know how coquettish it was to say such a thing in a nasal tone.

Wen Heng withdrew his gaze from the elevator door, took out his mobile phone, and sure enough saw the message Song Xunnan sent earlier: "Sorry, I haven't checked my mobile phone these days."

So busy that you don't even look at your phone, how busy are you?

Song Xunnan thought of what Wen Jinran said, "My brother often participates in confidential work, and it takes ten days and a half months to leave." He felt that rather than being too busy to watch, it would be better to say that he was not allowed to watch at all.

"Your home is in arrears." He pulled down the mask and felt a little stuffy after wearing it for a long time. The tip of his nose was red. "I'm afraid your home will have a power outage, so I'll ask the property management to pay it."

Wen Heng paused, looked at Song Xunnan: "Thank you, I will pass it on to you later."

He tapped his phone a few times, and the phone in Song Xunnan's pocket vibrated.

"It's just a small matter." Just as the elevator arrived, Song Xunnan turned around and smiled at Wen Heng, "I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute," Wen Heng called to stop him, and opened the door after entering the password, "Come and have dinner together."

Song Xunnan: "Huh? No need to hear about the doctor, I bought food."

Wen Heng glanced at the bag in his hand again: "Don't tell me, that's your lunch."

"No." Song Xunnan rubbed his nose and added, "This is my meal for the past three days."

"..." Wen Heng pushed open the door, "Come in."

Seeing that Song Xunnan was still hesitating at the door, he continued, "Just take it as a thank you for helping me pay the bill."

It would be hypocritical to say no to this.

It wasn't the first time Song Xunnan went to Wen Heng's house to pick up dinner. The first time he was a stranger and the second time he was acquainted. After he came in, he changed his shoes and straightened his shoes: "Doctor Wen, can I wash the vegetables for you?"

"Wait a minute, the things haven't arrived yet." Wen Heng dragged the suitcase to the sofa in the living room, and opened the drawer in front of the TV cabinet.

Song Xunnan didn't know what was missing. Seeing that he was rummaging, he also squatted down and hugged his knees: "What are you looking for?"

There are very few things in Wen Heng's house, and the few things are neatly placed, even in the drawers.He quickly found an unlabeled vial with just a red label with the date on it.After Wen Heng unscrewed it, he confirmed it and handed it to Song Xunnan: "Take the medicine after returning home. Two pills each time, three times a day."

"Huh? How does Dr. Wen know that my family has no medicine?"

Wen Heng raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Song Xunnan looked at Wen Heng's gaze of "doesn't it matter?", the corners of his mouth turned up, he shook the medicine bottle in his hand, and felt that the sound of the pills colliding was a bit pleasant: "I'll take it when I get back."

Wen Heng dragged the suitcase to the bedroom and collapsed on the floor to tidy up. Wen Jinran's mother called.

"Xiao Heng, are you home now?"

Wen Heng: "I just got home."

"Take a good rest when you come back, don't make yourself so busy all day..." Wen's mother began to care about her nephew.

Wen Heng responded while tidying up his things.

Song Xunnan's voice came from outside: "Doctor Wen, your takeaway."

Mother Wen heard it, her voice stopped abruptly, and the next second the volume was turned up very eagerly: "Is there anyone else in your family? Male or female? How old are you?"

It was rare for Wen Heng to have any more fluctuations on his face. He pinched the center of his brows with his fingers, feeling a little helpless: "It's Xiaoran's friend, don't think too much about it."

"Friend." There was obvious regret in Wen's mother's voice.

Wen Heng: "..."

He hung up the phone and saw that Song Xunnan had already moved his things in, and there were a lot of fruits and vegetables piled up in the kitchen.

Wen Heng went out for half a month, so of course he couldn't eat anything in the refrigerator, so he had to buy new ones first. He just placed an order on his mobile phone and asked the supermarket downstairs to deliver them.

"Is it okay to make stewed noodles?" Wen Heng asked Song Xunnan's taste, "Do you want spicy food?"

"Eat," Song Xunnan saw Wen Heng go to get the green pepper, and hurriedly said, "I'll do it. Shred it?"

Wen Heng nodded, and went to get the cooking wine on the cooking table.

Song Xunnan rarely cooks, but he knows some steps.After washing the green pepper, he removed the head, lifted it up, carefully cut it in half, and then cut it into shreds.

After marinating the meat, Wen Heng went to see Song Xunnan, and saw Song Xunnan holding a knife with a solemn face, as if he was not cutting green peppers, but solving the big problem of resource depletion in the 21st century.

After Song Xunnan finished cutting, he let out a long sigh of relief. He looked at his work with his wrist and was very satisfied: "It's finished."

Wen Heng said "hmm", and took the knife in his hand: "Leave me alone."

After being kicked out of the kitchen, Song Xunnan was still a little puzzled, why not use him?

After eating a bowl of stewed noodles with mushroom, green pepper and egg sauce, Song Xunnan said goodbye to Wen Heng and returned to his home. He still had the medicine Wen Heng had given him in his pocket, and he would wait two hours before taking it.

Thinking about what Jiang Xiao said at noon, Song Xunnan didn't expect that even if Song Xi didn't get the technology from the previous life, he was still assigned to the branch office in the end.

This feeling of conforming to the development of the plot step by step made him very upset and sent a message to the company.

[Pay attention to Song's side and see what they are doing. 】

There are three fires for a new official to take office, and Song Xi is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

It's just that this life doesn't win everyone's approval with his technology like in the previous life. Now Song Xi has nothing, so it's hard to say how to light this fire.

Not only Jiang Xiao and Song Xunnan, many people were staring at Song Xi, and Song Xi knew it too.

When he stepped into the Song family branch again, he felt as if he had passed away.This company, which was destroyed by him in his previous life, finally returned to him.

Song Xi pursed his lips, suppressed the dark and crazy thoughts in his heart, lowered his head and followed Song Juwei obediently, and met the ministers and managers here one by one.

"Xiaoxi will stay here to study with everyone from now on. My son still has many deficiencies. I have to trouble everyone to teach and take care of him."

"Where is it, Mr. Xiao Song is a good-looking talent at first sight, and he graduated from a famous university. It's amazing. He's much better than that bastard in my family."

Song Xi secretly tugged at the corners of his lips.

He really knows how to flatter, he hasn't even got his title yet, so "Mr. Xiao Song" is the first to call him.It's a pity that the flattery was patted on the horse's leg. Song Juwei didn't want the Song family's throne to have a situation of "Nine Dragons Seizing the Inheritance".

"Hey, this is a young talent. Don't worry, Mr. Song, we will take good care of him and never keep him private."

"Xiaoxi, if you have any questions, just ask me."

Song Xi thanked: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Everyone knew more or less that this was Song Hengxuan's replacement, but they didn't know how long they would stay.

Song Xi said a few more mellow words, seeing that this group of familiar people did not show any flaws, like a fledgling college student.

It looks like a soft persimmon that is easy to handle.

It can't be seen on the surface, but this group of people are all high-level executives of the company, and some are old foxes who hide their knives in their smiles. They want to wait for the young master to take office for his own benefit. It is best to tear off a big piece of fat from the Song family.

There were also those who were worried about Song Hengxuan, fearing that Song Xi would take over Song Hengxuan's position because of something he shouldn't have.Most of those who can think this way are Song Hengxuan's direct subordinates.

After the scene was finished, Song Juwei took Song Xi to Song Hengxuan's previous office: "Xiaoxi, you stay in your elder brother's office first, the secretary will teach you what to do, remember to learn more and watch more. Don't worry, it won't It makes you too tired, and you have to let your elder brother come when he recovers from his injury."

This is beating Song Xi, telling him that you are just a temporary one.Song Xi responded one by one, and finally said: "Father, I want to read the documents now to familiarize myself."

Song Juwei smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's a good thing for you to be self-motivated. If you see something you don't understand, just call the secretary. If you don't understand anything, just call me."

Song Xi resisted the discomfort: "Understood, Dad, go get busy."

Watching Song Juwei close the door, and after the sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away, Song Xi pulled away the chair and ran to Duwei in the CEO's office, holding the toilet and throwing up.

When he managed to slow down, his legs were too weak to stand up.

Song Xi sat paralyzed on the ground, clutching his collar with his hands and gasping for breath. After recovering for a while, he stood up with support, pressed the water button, and looked at himself in the mirror while listening to the sound of splashing water.

He didn't expect to be able to come back.

Unlike Song Hengxuan and Song Yuqing in the fire scene, his subconscious mind was too deep, and he didn't realize anything was wrong before the fire. For him, he was still in the mental hospital one second, and came here the next.

Then came the memories of this period of time.

Song Xi was sure in an instant that Song Xunnan was reborn, and his two older brothers were probably reborn as well.But he didn't dare to let Song Yuqing find out that he was reborn, he was afraid that if he was tortured again, his life would be worse than death.

After watching Song Xunnan die in the previous life, Song Xi's first reaction was unbelievable.

How could Song Xunnan, who was once so dazzling that he looked up at him, but struggled to survive even though he was covered in mud, committed suicide?

But he was literally dead, his body burned beyond recognition.

Song Xi didn't understand Song Xunnan's final choice, but after he had experienced all this, he understood.

Song Yuqing began to investigate him, found out many things he had done, and then took revenge on him one by one, even ten times, a hundred times the revenge back.

When he was on the verge of collapse and couldn't bear to run away, Song Yuqing told him with a smile that it was impossible for him to run away.

Song Xi went to ask his father for help, but Song Juwei just said a few words to Song Yuqing, just like he treated Song Xunnan back then.

Total disregard.

Xu Qing cried and said to him: "It would be great if you didn't come to see us. Xiao Nan is still our child."

Song Xi knew at that time that the Song family hated herself and everything he did to Song Xunnan indirectly.

How ridiculous, those onlookers are also guilty, and now they are starting to judge others.

He, and them, are really blood-related relatives, all of them are wicked, and there is no good thing.

Song Xi is afraid of pain and doesn't like getting hurt.But one day, when he picked up the utility knife in the drawer and scratched it on his arm, he knew that Song Yuqing had succeeded.

He began to understand Song Xunnan's pain back then.

One year after Song Xunnan's death, Song Juwei retired, and returned to his ancestral home in City H with Xu Qing, and never came back.Song Hengxuan started doing charity, established a foundation for patients with depression, and almost sent the entire Song family away.Song Yu retired early in the morning to work as Doctors Without Borders, but died on the plane crash.

And Song Xi was sent to a mental hospital.

Occasionally, when he looked at the world outside the small iron window, he would think of the Song family, and hatred grew from the bottom of his heart, like vines wrapped around his heart, and poisonous thorns pierced in.

But more, he would think of Song Xunnan.

In this world, you can only experience it yourself.

After thinking too much, Song Xi could recall many memories of the two of them.

He thought that the first time he met Song Xunnan was at the freshman registration meeting, but it was not the case, he had met Song Xunnan earlier.

At the very beginning when nothing happened, he had just stepped into the university gate, and timidly asked Song Xunnan for directions: "Senior, may I ask how to get to the registration office of the School of Engineering and Economics?"

Song Xunnan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled towards the sun and narrowed his eyes: "I'm not a senior, but I can take you there."

At that time, Song Xi looked at Song Xunnan's bright smile, while thinking in his heart how could someone smile so beautifully, while blushing because of his own mistake.

……

The sound of pumping stopped, and Song Xi breathed into the mirror, and wrote the character "Song" on it stroke by stroke.

He smiled, and his eyes, which were red from vomiting, were inexplicably strange at this time.

"Song Xunnan, Song Xunnan..." He murmured the name in a low voice, entangled between his lips and teeth, unreasonably intimate, "...Do you hate the Song family? Shall I destroy it and give it to you?"

"Whatever you want to destroy, I will help you, okay..."

Including himself.