The sick beauty became popular after she brought her ex to the show

The lights of the cold neon tubes were blurry and brilliant, blending together to form a colorful mist that floated down and mixed into the deafening sound of music.

The resonance of the huge speakers and the drum beats blend perfectly, rushing into the eardrum and flowing into the whole body again and again, stirring up a strange sense of psychedelic feeling.
If it fits too closely, it can easily give people the illusion that their heart is beating along with the drumbeats.

There were faint voices coming from the mist, very close, but the content of the words was difficult to understand.

Su Ye put down the wine glass in his hand with a "click".
He shook his slightly dizzy head a little before breaking through the mist and concentrating on taking in those voices word by word.

"Admit defeat and go!" Someone pushed the person in the mist.
"Okay, stop messing around." The man slapped the hands behind him and broke through the misty fog to approach Su Ye.

Su Ye looked up, and the pair of fox eyes on his slightly cold face curved just right, and he looked at him with the most skilled gentle and friendly smile.

The person in front of me squatted down.
The face that seemed blurry in the light suddenly became clear. There was a bit of blatant evil on the handsome face, with a slight redness mostly caused by alcohol, and the mouth was opening and closing.

The mist completely dissipated, and the scene in front of him became clear, even to the man's superior appearance, smiling eyes, and earrings on his ear bones, all of which fell into Su Ye's eyes.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Su Ye with a slightly shaking gaze.
"Brother, I like you."

There were applause and jeers coming from behind him. Su Ye tilted his head, and his slightly sparkling fox eyes widened a little. He said nothing, silently conveying his genuine confusion.
"What did you say?"

The handsome and somewhat self-indulgent face came closer and the voice became lower, whispering like a whisper.
"I say, Su Ye, I like you, can you date me?"

Su Ye's expression finally changed.
He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes blocking the neon lights in his eyes, and a light sound uttered from his thin lips.
"Okay."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the person opposite him, with a smile that seemed to be melting, and took a deep breath.

The air rushing into my nostrils was cold and chilly, like frost on marble tiles.
He took another deep breath, and the cold air rushed into his respiratory tract again.

The dream fades away
Su Ye's eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes.

".The plane is taxiing. For the safety of you and others, please do not stand up or open the luggage rack."

He sat up straighter and looked at the half-open round window beside him. In the dark night, the indicator lights on the runway flickered, forming an illusory light strip.

Su Ye looked silently for a while, and saw from the reflection on the round window that the little girl in the seat on the right was staring at him.
The dizzy brain gradually became clear.

He turned around, and the little girl looked at the thick blue wool scarf around his neck, then her eyes drifted to the pure white mask wrapped in the scarf, and then back to Su Ye's face, which was only half exposed, and his long light flaxen hair, which was wrapped in the scarf and fell to his chest.

The little girl's eyes were a little confused, and she was thinking over and over again.
Wow! It turns out that you can wear a scarf over a mask.

Su Ye blinked and tried to express a smile with his eyes, but he didn't feel anything was wrong.

His eyes are beautiful enough, somewhere between peach blossom eyes and auspicious phoenix eyes, a little narrow and long. His former teammates used to jokingly call them fox eyes, the kind that can bring disaster to the country and the people.

What’s even more amazing is that on her already beautiful eyes, there is a cinnabar mole at the end of her left eyebrow, which adds a unique recognition to her soft face.

The little girl was stunned for a moment when she saw the smile in those eyes. Her eyes widened and she no longer worried about the lower half of Su Ye's fully armed face. She turned her eyes to the backpack that Su Ye was holding in front of his chest.

The zipper on one side of the backpack was slightly open, but the owner obviously didn't notice it, and half of the boarding pass inside was exposed.

"Su, Zhi."
The young children, who are still learning, obviously have keen observation skills and a strong desire for knowledge. They tried to read out the name on the boarding pass word by word.

Su Ye was slightly stunned, and followed the little girl's gaze to see that his backpack was not fastened tightly.
He smiled awkwardly behind his wool scarf and mask and put the boarding pass away.

While collecting it, he whispered, "It's Su Ye, three ye sounds, only two drops of water, not Su Zhi."

The little girl said "oh" and nodded. The woman sitting on the rightmost seat pulled the little girl's hand, leaned over and said sorry to Su Ye, and couldn't help but take another look at those beautiful eyes.
Su Ye shook his head.

After stepping on the hard marble floor of the airport, the cold air suddenly became much stronger.

There were many people picking up passengers at the airport at this time. Even though Su Ye was very careful, he was still accidentally bumped by someone who was in a hurry and holding a pick-up sign.

"Brother, please wait in the VIP room for a moment. Don't come out. I'll be right there—Ouch, sorry!"
It was a man wearing black-framed glasses. He seemed to be in a hurry and apologized in a panic. Su Ye waved his hand, and the man nodded gratefully and left.

Su Ye was standing far away from the airport entrance, carrying a backpack and pulling a suitcase. He thought silently that his previous feeling was right. The air was indeed like frost on marble.

It had been a long time since he had dreamed about his time in the regiment.
This cold air is like a key that triggers memory.

Su Ye pulled her scarf up, and the cold air was immediately isolated outside.

"Xiao Su!"
This was a name that had been discussed in advance, so as to avoid any trouble by calling Su Ye's name directly. It is better to be safe than sorry.

However, Su Ye felt that there was actually no need for that.

He looked up and saw a short-haired woman in a smart suit and high heels striding towards him, holding a pick-up sign.

"Sister Lan." Su Ye showed his first sincere smile since returning to China.

Su Lan is his mother's younger sister, who is running a fledgling agency. According to secular terms, she should be called "Aunt".
But Su Lan was a quick-witted and free-spirited person, and she always felt that being called aunt carried a sense of age, so she forced Su Ye to call her sister directly. As a compromise, the two of them became "Sister Lan".

Su Lan first patted Su Ye's shoulder, then pinched it, her brows knitted, "You've lost so much weight in five years."

She looked him up and down, her eyes wandering over the slightly pale upper half of Su Ye's face, the ends of his eyebrows that were slightly reddened by the cold air, and the wrist that was exposed from his sleeves. The protruding ulna made Su Ye look a little too thin.

Su Ye's eyes curved, "The food outside is not as delicious as the food at home."

Su Lan was still not satisfied and looked at Su Ye's long hair tied up by a wool scarf.

Seen from behind, the hair that should have been hanging down was tied up by the scarf, puffing up into a cute arc at the neck, but also making the person look thinner.

She sighed, "Didn't I tell you to wear a hat? It's the coldest time of the year in the country right now. What if you catch a cold?"

Su Ye pulled the scarf, almost covering half of his face, "It's okay, the scarf is very thick."

Lidya Su glanced at the mask under the thick scarf speechlessly, and nodded reluctantly, "Remember to wear a hat next time. There are so many people at the airport, it would be bad if you get recognized."

Her handsome nephew was wearing a light-colored outfit, but his scarf was a bright and calm blue, which was actually a bit eye-catching.

Su Ye suddenly remembered that he had just told the kid next to him on the plane that his name was Su Ye, not Su Zhi, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. "No way." He smiled, pulled his backpack to his chest, pulled out a woolen hat and put it on his head. The wool ball on his head swayed slightly, and people passing by looked at him several times.
"I'm already out of it now."

"Don't say discouraging words." Su Lan patted him gently, and then she heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no discouragement in Su Ye's only exposed eyes.

"Where is your mother? Is she okay?" Su Lan pulled Su Ye's suitcase and strode towards the exit, while looking back to make sure Su Ye was not recognized.
"Fortunately, she's having a good time."

When Su Lan heard this, she felt much more at ease. She pressed the car key and threw Su Ye's light suitcase into the trunk.
"The contract with Xingli ended last month. You can start activities again."

After closing the trunk, Su Lan didn't wait for Su Ye's reply. She looked up and saw Su Ye looking at the huge billboard on the opposite road.

Looking out from the airport entrance, this billboard is at the very center of the field of vision, and all passengers passing by will look up and take a second look at it.

With such impressive attention, it is destined that the face that appears on this billboard must be extraordinary.

The billboard shows half of the profile of a young man with a straight nose and smooth and elegant facial lines. His handsomeness and boldness can be seen just from the profile.

The background is pure white, without a trace of impurities. On the right side of the three-point composition, the handsome young man lowers his head slightly, as if looking at something in front of him.
Her eyes are lowered and not looking towards the camera, which gives her a sense of alienation and gloom, but hidden behind her slightly curly black hair like seaweed, she becomes cold and silent.

It is a very popular style right now, but it is hard to say whether it is because of the popularity of the style or because of the people with this unique style on the billboards that are being sought after so enthusiastically.

The cold air seemed to be divided into layers, and the moment I walked out of the airport and stood outside, the coldness reached its peak.

The fine snow passed across Su Ye's face, and he casually reached out and brushed it away.
It’s been five years since I last saw snow.

Su Lan's heart, which had just settled down a little, began to grow tense again. She unconsciously looked at Su Ye who was standing outside the passenger door and looking at the billboard.

Su Ye was wrapped up so tightly that only her beautiful eyes were visible. From this angle, it was difficult for her to see the expression on Su Ye's face at the moment. She could only see that Su Ye was carrying a backpack on his shoulder and had one hand on the passenger door handle, but his eyes were clearly focused on the billboard.

She spoke in the softest tone.
"What about you, Xiaoye, are you doing well?"

After asking this question, the person standing outside the passenger door did not say anything. Su Lan felt more and more uneasy, and almost wanted to sigh again.

"Ah sneeze!"

A sneeze interrupted Su Lan's sigh. She saw Su Ye turn around, and a pale hand pulled off the thick wool scarf and mask, rubbed his red nose, and his eyes looked even more bright because of the physiological tears, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Su Ye's eyes looked very confused.
"Sister Lan, what did you say? Sneeze!"

Su Ye couldn't help sneezing again. He pointed at his nose helplessly, opened the passenger door and got in first.

Su Lan stood outside for three seconds. While she was relieved about Su Ye's emotions, she was also speechless about herself feeling sad.
It turned out that a sneeze was brewing.

She took a last look at the face on the billboard that haunted so many people.

There was a signature printed tiny enough in the lower right corner of the billboard that it was just big enough for people to see clearly.
Xi Yu.

Lidya Su walked around to the driver's seat and got in the car.

The moment Su Lan sat in, a gust of cold air suddenly rushed into the car with the heater on, and hit Su Ye's face perfectly, as he had taken off his woolen hat, wool scarf and mask.
He blinked his eyes. Even when he was sitting in the car, he could see the billboard outside from the driver's seat window, but it was now blocked by Lidya Su's figure.

"Why did you take off your scarf so quickly? Didn't you sneeze just now?" Su Lan glanced at him and poked the cinnabar mole at the end of Su Ye's left eyebrow in pretended anger.

Su Ye smiled and dodged her aunt's hand, then skillfully took out a hairband and tied her long hair into a ponytail, her beautiful eyes still smiling.

Su Ye’s figure was also on that billboard five years ago, but times have changed and it is no longer the same as before.
Fortunately, there is still a face left on it.

"It's okay. I'm fine."
He whispered to himself, and it seemed like he was answering Lidya Su.

I am back.
Su Ye said this quietly in his heart, as if making a silent explanation for the past five years.

The engine sounded, and before Su Lan urged him, Su Ye picked up the wool scarf again and wrapped it around his neck.

(End of this chapter)