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

The snow fell all night and stopped before sunrise.
Unlike the previous gloomy weather with rain and snow, this time it was sunny after the snow.

Su Ye, who had not seen the weather of South City for a long time, leaned against the door and looked around for several times. His eyes were dazzled by the whiteness and he could hardly open them.

"Superise!" PD Wang appeared out of nowhere, pushed a well-designed small food cart, and stopped in front of the glass house where Su Ye and the beautiful cub lived with a smile.
"I've brought breakfast to Brother Xiao Su and baby Yu Yu. Where's baby Yu Yu?"

Su Ye pointed to the bathroom inside and said, "She's washing up."

PD Wang stretched his head and looked. "It just so happens that our parent group has a secret mission. While the baby is not around, let's talk to Brother Xiao Su secretly."

Su Ye nodded cooperatively, and PD Wang handed over the task card.
[Please parents secretly prepare a small surprise for your baby.]
Su Ye turned over the task card and took a look. There was no other information on the back, only a logo of the program team.

"Is that all?" Su Ye's eyes were a little confused. He read the sentence over and over again. "Are there any specific themes or requirements?"

PD Wang waved his hand, "There is no theme requirement. The definition of surprise is different for everyone. You can cater to their preferences, or you can give your baby something meaningful and worth sharing as a surprise. There is no restriction on the surprise itself, but!"

PD Wang smiled very kindly and said, "The funds needed to prepare the surprise must be raised by parents themselves during this period of time. You are not allowed to use private funds."

[Hahahahahaha, here comes the classic begging for money segment]
[I am really looking forward to the surprise that Brother Su has prepared!!]
[I can only prepare secretly by myself, and the money must be earned now. To be honest, I am worried about the stupid guy]
[Cao Youyou, I'm sweating when you say that +1]
[Damn, can you guys have some confidence in Xiao Su?]
After making sure that Su Ye understood the requirements of the task, PD Wang, who was peeking around, took the task card before any movement came from the bathroom.

The weather outside was just right, and the staff helped set up a square table under the shade of the palm tree outside the glass house, laid out the dishes one by one, and even placed a vase with fresh cut flowers in a very romantic way.

Su Ye blinked, looking at the pure white embossed tableware sparkling in the sunlight, "Is this our breakfast today?"

PD Wang smiled and said, "Yes."

Su Ye hesitated for a moment, looked at the waiter who was preparing to set the table beside the dining car, his lips moved slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha, I immediately became wary of the show's outrageous operations]
[Even the new guests know that the production team can't be so nice for no reason!! Director, please reflect on this]
[Seeing Brother Su like this, he must have PTSD towards the production crew, hahaha]
[It’s ok, SY finally got smarter, let’s wait and see]
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PD Wang put on a bright smile, but when he saw the hesitant look on Su Ye's face, his heart skipped a beat. With his professional hosting skills, he immediately thought about how to persuade Su Ye so as to get away with it.
You can't skip breakfast, right?

"Brother Xiao Su may not know, but the breakfast provided by this hotel is also a major feature!" Don't miss this opportunity!

Unexpectedly, Su Ye tucked the hair by his ear and said, "I know."

PD Wang was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Su Ye was also a member of a popular top boy band in the past, and this hotel often held various events and entertained celebrities, so it was natural that Su Ye would have been here.

[qwq I feel a little distressed by Brother Su’s nonchalant tone]
[You blame others for quitting the group?]
[Are you annoying? Can’t you just watch the variety show?]
[Shu Ling fans quit ok?]
Su Ye squinted at the porcelain plate on the pure white crocheted napkin, and said to the waiter with a smile, "Sorry, you don't need to serve these dishes yet."

PD Wang had a little sweat on his forehead.
No way, it won’t be possible to trick this group of guests, right? ?
[Su Ye finally got smart for once!!!]
[Brother Xiao Su, we believe in you!]
[Waiting for the Yinbi program team to overturn]
Something is wrong.
PD Wang was pinching the microphone on his collar, trying to remedy the situation when he suddenly heard Su Ye, who was standing under the shade of a tree, speak again. His voice was clear and ethereal, like a sound from nature.

"It's windy, let's wait until the baby finishes washing up before posing."

It's a heavenly sound.
The smile on PD Wang's face suddenly became several levels brighter.

[Little Su's smile is like a spring breeze]
[I take back what I said about praising SY, damn!! I praised him in vain]
[Hahahahahaha Brother Xiao Su!!!]
[PD’s eyes were almost turning into an abacus just now, but it turned out to be a false alarm]
[PD: What should I do? It seems I can’t trick him. Brother Xiao Su: Ah, it won’t taste good if it blows sand.]
[ovo Am I the only one who realized that Brother Su was thinking about his baby? This is another charming little detail]
Su Ye sat down on a pure white folding chair at the side.
In the shade of a tree, the sunlight refracted through the tiny gaps in the shade, turning into an illusory bright band of light that poured onto his drooping eyelashes.

The weather was good, and Su Ye was wearing a light gray wide-collared sweater with loose multi-strand braids draped over her neck. She was wearing a very soft, thick bat-sleeved coat on the outside. There was still no pattern on it, and the light-colored hem hung on the ground, swaying in the bright sunlight.

He crossed his legs, thinking about the task that PD Wang had just assigned him. A small section of his snow-white ankles were exposed from the hem of his straight-leg pants, and the toes of his shoes tapped lightly to an unknown rhythm.

The photographer's ribs were hit several times by PD Wang, and he increased the depth of field to shoot this scene.

The place where Su Ye was sitting happened to be the only place in the shade of the tree where sunlight could penetrate. A touch of light and bright color sat in the deep green, as beautiful as an elf hidden in the forest.

Surprise.
When he saw this word, many thoughts flashed through Su Ye's mind in an instant.

Children are simple-minded and their favorite things are mostly the same, just the same few things.
But Zaizai is different from ordinary children. It is not easy to please him.

Most importantly, because they were too similar, he couldn't help but think of the other person's preferences. In the end, he could only stop these thoughts before his thoughts became more and more vague.

PD Wang’s words came to mind.
Things that I think are meaningful and worth sharing.

Su Ye's drooped eyelashes moved.
A scene that remains in the heart gradually builds up in the mind.

He did not appear to have given up on himself during the five years he was abroad, but only he knew that, although he did not live in a muddle, the feeling of being on the edge was always pulling him back.

It's like a kite with a broken string, or a ship on the sea that can't raise its sails.
A balloon with a hole in it.
Every time I exhale, I immediately disappear without knowing where. I am not wandering around, but I always feel like I have no place to stay.

Su Ye didn't quite understand the reason for this feeling, and was too lazy to think too clearly.
Sometimes, confusion is much more comfortable than clarity.

This feeling of marginality follows him everywhere, but it is not strong. It seems to have become a daily state unique to him.

Until one Christmas evening, he was walking aimlessly along the street again. When he came to his senses, he was already in the lakeside square which he seldom visited before.

There is a well-known attraction in that lake, a large fountain with a water column over 100 meters high. Su Ye passed by it several times, and occasionally his hair was wet by the gushing mist, but he never understood why it was so popular.

To celebrate Christmas, a Christmas party was held in the square and stall owners around had prepared their stalls, but at the critical moment, the fountain had a problem and the water pump stopped working.

He stood in the square, surrounded by stall owners and passers-by who were running around trying to find ways to repair the damage, and in front of him was the lake without a single splash of water.

Su Ye didn’t quite understand why people were so obsessed with the fountain, as the Christmas market could still be held as usual without it.

An old woman baking bread nearby told him in heavily accented English that he couldn't do without it.
There is no specific reason, just a simple sentence, "I can't live without it."

Su Ye has lived here for five years and has rarely been very curious about anything.
But only that Christmas, in the overflowing aroma of wheat, he suddenly couldn't help but feel curious about why he couldn't live without it.

He accompanied the old woman to place the baked bread rolls in a wicker basket, stood in the cold night wind, warmed his hands with his breath, and watched the stall owners at the Christmas market. In order to wait for the fountain, the lights above the market were still not turned on.

The old woman stuffed a hot croissant into his hand. Just as he was about to take a bite, he suddenly felt a cool, light mist on his cheek.

"Oh! It's fixed!"
The stall owners who were hurrying by cheered loudly. Su Ye turned around when he heard the sound and saw a scene that he still could not forget.

The fountain on the lake gushed out again, and a water column more than a hundred meters high shot up into the sky under the deep blue night sky, with bright and tiny spots of light flashing in the water.

It was the stall owners at the Christmas fair who lit up the strings of lights that were strung across the entire market, one by one, starting with the stone path closest to the fountain. They were like ripples that spread outward from the fountain, lighting up the entire night sky and weaving a beauty that was even more vast than the starry sky.

"Look, isn't it beautiful?" The old woman said with a thick French accent, pointing to the gushing fountain in the distance, "Are you here alone?"

Su Ye stared at the tiny bright lights and said, "Yes, I came alone."

"Oh." The old woman handed him another cup of hot ginger tea. "You understand, I don't know how to explain it, but I can't live without it."

Su Ye was unable to withdraw his gaze and replied softly, "I understand."

Before the old woman spoke, he repeated the second half of her words almost in a whisper.
But not completely repeated.

We can't do without him.
It’s like after drifting for a long time, I finally found an anchor.

The Christmas fair that year was dramatic and full of surprises, but it ended in a lively and cheerful night with a tortuous but still happy ending.

That was the only memorable experience for Su Ye during the five years he lived in that city.
That was the only thing he thought was beautiful at the time, so beautiful that it gave him a strong desire to share it for the first time.

The sound of jingling was heard, and Su Ye came back to his senses. He saw a person with slightly curly black hair sitting in front of him, holding a cut croissant in one hand and slowly spreading peanut butter with a butter knife in the other hand.

Almost like an electric shock, Su Ye handed over the silver bowl filled with thick yogurt in front of him.

The person opposite raised his head.
The sunlight was bright and dazzling, even more dazzling than the Christmas lights that night.

Su Ye's eyelashes trembled, and the person sitting in the light opposite him looked up. There was a small shadow cast by his brow bone, black eyelashes, and some thin bangs hanging in front of his eyes.
A delicate face looked towards him.

Su Ye's fingertips froze for a moment, and he quickly pulled back his emotions that were drifting away in the warm winter sun. Spreading yogurt was Xi Yu's favorite way to eat.
But the person sitting in front of him was not Xi Yu.
do not do that.

"Thank you, brother." The slightly bony hand took the silver cup before he retracted it, and very naturally wiped off the remaining stains on the butter knife with a tissue, then scooped up the thick yogurt with a silver spoon, and spread the yogurt evenly on the cut surface of the croissant with the raised back of the spoon.

Su Ye blinked, "You're welcome."

He picked up the hot flower tea in front of him, blew on the hot steam on it, and slowly took a sip.

How come even the eating habits that seem to cause diarrhea are exactly the same?

Xi Yu sat opposite and spoke very little.
Su Ye is a confused person, but he is very smart when it comes to secrets. He didn't find a chance to take out the injections and take a picture all morning.

Crack. The pretty cub expressionlessly cut the pine cone with a knife, and the almond fragments splashed slightly. The tip of the knife poked on the white porcelain dessert plate under inertia, making a crisp sound.
The waiter who was about to hand over the napkin couldn't help but shudder.

Su Ye is always unexpectedly smart in unexpected places.

For example, on the day he suddenly disappeared without any warning, he did not leave any message, and did not even pack his luggage. He just hurriedly took some necessary documents, leaving no clues to investigate.
Even the keys were handed over to the landlord by someone else, which was handled perfectly and without any delay.

click.

The waiter looked at it again and again, as if he was about to say something, as he watched the pine cone pastry turn into a pile of crumbs after just a few bites.

"How's breakfast? Is it to your liking?"

A voice came from the other side. Su Ye, who had been sleepwalking as if he had not woken up, finally remembered that he was filming a variety show. After he finished speaking, he saw some almond crumbs fell on Zi Zi's fingers, so he leaned over and wanted to brush them off.

When Xi Yu raised his eyes, he saw Su Ye's smiling face in front of him, and the end of her hanging braid swayed dangerously over the silver cup on the table.
He pursed his lips for a second and reached out to grab Su Ye's braid.

"Ah!" Su Ye noticed something from the pretty cub's eyes, and hurriedly used her wrist to block her braids behind her, and knocked over the small silver cup in panic.

"careful!"

It was too late to say this. Su Ye leaned one hand on the overturned silver cup, and immersed his slender fingers in the thick yogurt. A few drops splashed on the side of his face and slowly flowed down his fair skin.

"Ah" Su Ye let out a depressed sound with a sticky ending. His eyebrows slightly raised, he looked at Xi Yu with annoyance and apology, "I'm sorry, kid."

"It's okay. Did you get bumped into anything?" Xi Yu looked at the waiter beside him, who had already handed him a wet towel.

He turned around holding the handkerchief, and his eyes flickered for a moment.

Su Ye carefully used her elbow to push her braids behind her head, and wanted to wipe away the yogurt splashed on her cheek, but she forgot that her five fingers were also wrapped in yogurt, and her bent knuckles directly scratched an extra white mark on her face.

Su Ye himself seemed helpless about his own clumsiness. After brushing the side of his face, he was stunned for a moment and lowered his eyes to look at the thick yogurt dripping on his five fingers.

".ha."
He sighed slowly, his five fingers stopped moving, his eyes drooped slightly, and his long, fine eyelashes drooped, making the helpless and annoyed expression on his face suddenly more casual and charming.

A hint of red appeared at the corner of Su Ye's lips. He stretched out his tongue and quickly hooked across the side of his lips, licked off a little bit of thick yogurt, and immediately retracted it.
"So sour." Su Ye frowned, "Did you add no sugar?"

He brought his slender but no longer neat five fingers close to his mouth, the red color between his lips came out again, and his tongue tip lightly licked the knuckles.
The pure white immediately faded away, revealing a small patch of moist, fair skin that shone with a little luster.

"It's really sour." Su Ye seemed to be stunned by the sourness. His five fingers covered with yogurt were still hanging on the side of his face. He looked up at the beautiful cub and asked, "Can you eat it, cub?"

Xi Yu grabbed Su Ye's slender white wrist, wrapped her hand with a wet towel, and pried open Su Ye's fingers one by one through the towel.

He stared at Su Ye, and after a while he suddenly smiled. His eyes, which had been drooping, rose from under his dark eyelashes, and it was unclear whether he was smiling or not.
"Of course I can, brother."

Every word passed through his teeth and tongue. He held Su Ye's fingers, squeezed the clean handkerchief between her fingers, and wiped away everything that should not be stained on the whiteness.

"Oh oh." Su Ye was a little confused. He didn't understand what was wrong with Zizi. He stretched out his hands obediently and let him rub them with an expressionless face.

The angle between the two people blocked the camera. From the audience's perspective, one could only see that Su Ye, who had been sitting with his legs crossed just now, suddenly stood up, barely leaning over the table to support himself, and his other hand was pulled to the opposite side.

The pretty cub on the opposite side firmly grasped the wrist of that hand.

The beautiful cub's black hair cast a shadow, covering most of its face, hiding it from the sunlight, and its expression could not be seen clearly.

The live broadcast audience couldn’t see what was happening and screamed in panic.

[What's wrong? What happened?! What happened?!]
[It seems like Brother Su knocked something over, and then I don’t know what happened.]
[Fuck, this idiot]
[Oh my god, oh my god, what kind of posture is this? This is not appropriate. Let me check it carefully.]
[The guy above is calculating. Can you take me with you?]
[The cameraman is holding a chicken drumstick! ! ]
[Who knows this? ? I’m so mad]
[Fuck, I think you guys are so weird]
[Hey..hey, I also want to pull Mei brother's hand hard]
[? ? ? ? ? ]
[Btw why haven’t I seen Su Ye’s group of haters recently?]
[You're not on it, you're calling me stupid]
[Grass]
The Suye Heihei Station has been operating at full capacity these past two days and has achieved fruitful results, especially in terms of urging Suye to improve his living habits, which has provided very significant feedback.

At the same time, the black fans did not forget that Su Ye was ill. While watching the live broadcast, they worked overtime in the chat group to analyze Su Ye's condition.

Some haters expressed their opinions cautiously.
[Su Ye’s withdrawal from the group is quite strange now, and he didn’t disclose the reason.]
It's not that no one has doubted Su Ye's withdrawal from the group, but most of the black fans always have an explosive reaction to this matter, and over time no one dares to bring up this topic specifically.

[Yeah, considering his popularity at that time, who would want to quit the group unless they had eaten too much shit?]
[Could it be related to this disease?]
[It’s not clear yet, but when Su Ye was in the group, there was nothing unusual.]
[Does anyone still have the sketches and candid photos from the past when they were in the group? Take them out and let me see them.]
Immediately, several people threw dozens of GB of compressed files to me. After unzipping, they contained high-definition live performances of Su Ye during his time in the group, as well as clips of various activities. The clips were so detailed that they could match the complete timeline of Su Ye in the group.

The haters were silent for a while again, tacitly agreeing not to bring up any topic, but in fact they were all speechless.
I didn't expect that friends were so enthusiastic about Su Ye, but when asked about resources, they sent them out faster than anyone else and accumulated more resources than anyone else.

Tsk.
Well, since someone has posted it, they don’t need to share it anymore.
Many black fans complained while releasing the cursor on the share button.

The haters on the site downloaded it, unzipped it, and opened it.

Su Ye five years ago immediately jumped onto the screen.
Her long flaxen hair was tied up in a ponytail, swaying behind her tall figure with every beat. Every time she turned around, her hair would brush against her snow-white, stretched neck and shoulders.

Su Ye is the face of Oril, and Oril's stylist is extremely familiar with Su Ye's temperament. The styling for every event is neat and sharp, but there are some very thoughtful details.

For example, the clothing tightly wraps the left arm even to the fingertips, but the right side is cut in an incised manner, starting from the shoulder and neck, exposing the right arm with smooth and tight lines and snow-white skin.

With every dance move that Su Ye makes that requires the use of his upper body strength, one can simultaneously see the rise and fall of his shoulder blades wrapped in fabric, and his smooth skin that is slightly glowing with a thin layer of sweat.

A visual feast of ice and heat that is hard to describe.

He has a great figure. Although he is not as hormonally active as Xi Yu, he has a rare sense of charm. He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. If he wears waist-revealing clothes, when he turns around, you can see the dimples on his waist formed by a thin layer of muscle.

It is a beauty that has been praised by fans as being comparable to a deadly weapon.

But what attracted more attention than the bloodless dancing moves was Su Ye's cold yet sharp expression on the stage.

This is a point that makes many fans willing to jump into the pit.

Su Ye is a person who is always gentle off stage, even to the point of being a little confused. But on stage, he is like a piece of cold ice whose brilliance cannot be concealed, forming an overly extreme contrast with his off stage state.
Coupled with his flexible and tall figure, fans simply love him to death.

Who hasn't imagined the ice melting?

Fine snow is simply the most appropriate name for Su Ye. It looks soft and flowing, with an extremely delicate beauty. When it falls on the face, it makes people feel a surge of excitement from the toes to the hair, as if they are breaking free from the water.

It’s spicy and lethal.

In the chat group of the black site, after the file was shared, it suddenly fell silent, with only the black fans who were waiting for the live broadcast and were not convenient to download the file sending messages.

[How is it? Did you see anything?]
[Fuck, how did Yuyu catch this idiot?]
[Damn, I feel a little bit fishy when I look at his back. I am dumbfounded.]
ten minutes later.
[What's going on? They are almost done with breakfast]
[Super, will mixing yogurt and peanut butter give me diarrhea?]
[I actually want to try it!]
Twenty minutes later.
[Where are you guys???]
[All offline? ? ]
[You haven’t figured it out yet? No, does it take that long to look at it?]
Finally, a hater happened to glance at the chat interface and quickly replied with a message.
[Wait, let's study it for a while. Thank you for your hard work watching the live broadcast.]
[Oh, if you find anything, please share it.]
Thirty minutes later.
[? I believed your lies]
All the black fans who look back at Su Ye’s time in the group, besides becoming increasingly angry, only have one thought left in their minds.
Why did Su Ye quit the group?
There is no sign that Su Ye wants to quit the group, nor does he have any reason to do so.

Fifty minutes later, some of the black fans finally returned to the chat group one after another.
[Ah, I just stopped by for a meal. Sorry for the delay.]
[Oh, that’s normal. I also sorted out the work report by the way]
[It’s okay. I just happened to go to the toilet.]
The haters who were watching the live broadcast immediately started typing away on their keyboards
[? I just want to ask why it takes fifty minutes to go to the toilet. Your intestines must have been pulled out.]
[Oh, why did you say that quq]
[Oops, I’m sorry quq]
It is impossible to ask them to admit that they watched Su Ye's editing for 50 minutes at a time. It is impossible in this lifetime. Even if they jump off here and die, they will never admit it.

[Sorry, sorry, qwq I’m a new fan, I was addicted to Xiao Su’s editing just now]
The anti-fan who lied that he was having breakfast glanced at it, but without looking carefully, he immediately climbed down the stairs.
[Hahahaha, I did too. I was afraid you would say so so I said I went to have breakfast.]
[Wait a minute, what? What new fan? No! I’m a hater!]
[Shit, I almost admitted that I actually sat in the toilet and watched it for nearly an hour. Huh? New fan???]
[? ]
[? ]
[? What does it mean, why are new fans on Heihei Station?]
(End of this chapter)