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

A blood vessel in the neck that had finally calmed down seemed to start beating again.

Xi Yu closed the car window, and the cold wind and fine snow were gradually blocked outside the glass, along with the noises and voices outside.

He was the only one left in the car, and it was so quiet that he could hear his own long breathing.

If he was more careful, he could even have the illusion that he could hear his blood gurgling through his veins, flowing down his neck to his forehead, and playing a symphony frantically beside the broken string.

"The one who is very pretty and has a red mole at the end of her eyebrow."
"Your name is Su Ye, right?"

It was as if a tape recorder was forced into my head, repeating these two sentences over and over again.

Suye.
Suye, Suye, Suye.

Over the past few years, everyone around him has been observing his emotions all the time, as if he was a bomb with the countdown pause button pressed, ready to explode again at any time.

I haven't heard these two words for a long time. People around me don't even dare to mention them. They are in a panic and see enemies everywhere.

Even when recruiting a new assistant after he left the group, there were two candidates, and his sister Xi Niao chose Xiao Yang after just one look.

Because Xiao Yang is better at handling things and because Xiao Yang's personal abilities are more outstanding.
Also because the other candidate’s surname is Su.

Xi Yu thought that he was much better now, at least he would not lose control when hearing relevant words. In the past two years, Xi Niao and Xiao Yang were much more relieved, and they no longer had to follow him around all the time like before, fearing that he would cause trouble again.

He really felt that he was much better, and even felt that the countdown that had been paused had been reset to zero. Even when he saw someone whose back looked terrifying, he just looked at him a few more times from a distance and silently suppressed the emotion.

He thought he was better.

But when he heard those two words, he knew that "getting better" was just an illusion.

The blood in his body was ignited in an instant, and all the cells in his body were screaming, blocking his brain and making a deafening sound.

Su Ye is back.
That person is Su Ye.

The thin white neck, like a tender lotus root, would show the slender cervical bone when it was raised. It was covered with a layer of fine sweat beads and shone with a bright luster.
He had seen it and touched it countless times.

Su Ye was sitting in the car in front, with a red mole at the end of her eyebrow. Her narrow, soft eyes, perhaps still with her usual gentle smile, were moving away from his sight little by little.

The car window opened and closed, opened and closed, and the cold fine snow was blocked outside again and again, and again and again rushed to hit the face, over and over again.

Xi Yu released his hands that were torturing the car window switch, opened the car door, and strode out.

The toll gate problem had not yet been solved, and there were private cars everywhere, complaining quietly. Many car owners opened their windows and looked out, communicating with each other about the current situation.

In a Beetle at the back, the owner of the car was smoking a cigarette melancholy, when he was suddenly startled by the slamming door of the black Volkswagen in front.
"Damn it. The guy in front of me must be angry. Huh?"

The car owner couldn't help but open his mouth exaggeratedly, and dropped the half-smoked cigarette to the ground. The cigarette butt sank into the thin snow and went out with a hiss.
"Oh my god, this isn't--"

The car owner turned his head slightly and saw a frighteningly conspicuous billboard on the opposite side of the road. The handsome young man on the billboard was standing in profile with his head slightly lowered, and his slightly curly black hair that reached his neck hung down on the side of his face, looking gloomy and cold.

He turned his eyes again and saw a young man with black curly hair coming out of the black Volkswagen in front of him. He was wearing a baseball cap and a black mask pulled down to his chin. Their profiles were surprisingly similar.

The car owner widened his eyes and took another look.
"Fuck, Xi Yu?!"

*
There is a speed limit on the road out of the airport, and after a toll gate there is another customs exit, which also has a queue. Su Lan parked the car steadily, and there was a lot of noise behind her.

She turned her head and glanced at Su Ye, "Xiao Ye, look at what's going on back there, why is it so noisy?"

Su Ye turned around. He couldn't just roll down the window to look out, so he could only take a look from the back. He saw a sign saying "Suspended service" was hung at the toll booth behind him.

He turned his head and said, "It seems that there is a problem with the toll gate. Maybe the people behind are queuing."

As he said this, Su Ye looked back again, his heart suddenly skipped a beat strangely, and a very strange feeling surged up.

Su Lan's voice brought him back to his senses.
"Really? Luckily we were lucky and got out at the last train. Otherwise, it would have been very uncomfortable to get stuck in traffic. We might even have to swipe the card manually, which would have been even more troublesome."

"Yeah." Su Ye withdrew his gaze, and when he turned his head, his eyes swept across the pure white billboard opposite again, and his heart suddenly beat again.

He lowered his eyes, tucked two strands of long hair behind his ears with his fingers, and leaned loosely on the passenger seat, tapping his toes once again.

"By the way, Xiaoye, have you found a good house this time when you came back?"

Su Ye was startled, pursed his lips and looked at Su Lan eagerly, "I'm sorry, Sister Lan, I forgot."

Lidya Su laughed and reached out to rub him. "I knew you couldn't remember these things, but it's okay if you didn't find one. Since you are going to continue your activities, you have to be extra careful when looking for a house. There is a good community near the company, why don't you live there? Or I remember the community you lived in before is also okay, I wonder if it's still for rent."

The house I used to live in.

Su Ye pinched the cuffs of his down jacket with his fingers, watching the fluffy and soft bulges deflate and then swell up again. The familiar scent of the camphor tree seemed to surge into his nose. The fragrance of the branches and leaves was strongest in the summer, and could even drift in from the open window in the evening, lingering in the entire living room.

Then someone will complain, half-heartedly, "It stinks."
After complaining, she would lean against the window and ask with a smile, "Let's go downstairs for a walk."

The fragrance under the tree will be stronger, but the person next to you will no longer complain. The two of you will just say some meaningless but happy words together, and hum a newly written beat together.

"It should have been rented out." Su Ye replied softly.

Lidya Su felt a little regretful. "Really? I was thinking that you haven't been back for so long. It would be best if you could live in a familiar place to get a feel for it. The house is spacious, and I think it should be no problem for two people to live there."

"It is spacious." Su Ye raised his eyes and smiled, "But the camphor tree downstairs stinks in the summer."

"Nonsense." Su Lan rolled her eyes at him, "The camphor tree is obviously fragrant."

Su Ye smiled and massaged Su Lan's shoulders without saying anything else.

The house is very spacious.
There is really no problem for two people to live there.

He quietly agreed in his heart.

Su Lan and Su Ye hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the two chatted about some family matters. To be more precise, it was Su Lan who was chatting alone, and Su Ye was listening and adding a sentence from time to time.
He is a very good listener.

"A variety show has sent a message to the company before, and I think there is still a spot available. However, other artists in the company have their schedules recently, so it's hard to schedule. If you think it's ok, Xiaoye, I'll apply for you and try?"

When it comes to work arrangements, Su Lan became much more serious and carefully observed Su Ye's expression.

Showing up on variety shows to make herself known is a good start, but she is not sure if Su Ye can be on variety shows in her current state. After all, given Su Ye's situation, he is already a very popular topic.

Su Ye thought for a moment, "What variety show is it?"

Su Lan was a little discouraged by the failure of the observation. Her nephew always had a patient and gentle look on his face. She couldn't tell whether he was uneasy or nervous from not facing the camera for a long time.

"It's a reality show called Little Monsters, a kid show that brings kids together to play. This show started not long ago, and the first season just ended. It's a hot topic, but not very high. Reality shows are easier to make people familiar with the show and gain favorability. Our Xiaoye has such a good personality, I think she's a good fit for you."

Su Ye was a little hesitant. There would definitely be no problem bringing children along, but he had been out of the entertainment industry for five years. Would the program crew choose him to be a guest so easily?

Lidya Su listened to his question and replied, "Of course there is a reason. It's not easy for you to get resources so quickly when you just came back. It's mainly because another guest on the show has some connection with you. If you were on the show, it would definitely bring some highlights to the show."

Su Ye moved his lips, curled his fingers together, and still had a perfect smile on his face.
"There is some connection. Which guest is it?"

Su Lan glanced at him and said, "He was also a former member of Oril."

The curled fingers tightened and clasped the warm cuffs of the down jacket. It was too warm and even a little sweat appeared on them.

"My name is Shu Ling. I don't know if you are familiar with her."

When I loosened my fingers, the elastic cuffs bulged up, and the thin layer of sweat disappeared, sticking dryly to my fingers.

Su Ye moved and changed to a more comfortable position. "Not very familiar, it seems that I came in after I left the group?"

Su Lan tapped the steering wheel with her fingers habitually. "Yes, I came in to fill in after you left the group. Although my current status is far less developed than your other three teammates, I can still be considered a small traffic star. The collision of new and old members will definitely increase the topic value, which will also help to expose you."

Su Ye listened to her words and thought silently, but.

"But." Lidya Su really said this, "Shu Ling's fans are quite active and radical. Once the topic becomes popular, it will definitely cause some public opinion. The company will make good public relations preparations, but it still depends on your decision in the end."

Su Lan's words were rather euphemistic, but Su Ye understood what she meant. He had also been in the entertainment industry, so he would understand these things.

The collision between the old and new members is inevitable. The production team must have invited Su Ye, who has long faded out of people's sight, because they wanted this explosive point, otherwise there must be better choices.

There are risks, but the relative exposure is foreseeable and considerable. If the public relations are done well, it will undoubtedly be a very good start for Su Ye's comeback.

Lidya Su hissed, "Actually, after thinking about it again and again, I think it's okay for you not to go. No one can predict how this venture capital will develop, but it will definitely be stressful for you. Why don't you just forget it? I'll find other resources for you."

Su Ye couldn't help laughing when he heard the word "aunt". The face hidden under the fine ice seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and tears were flowing in his eyes.

When Su Lan was concerned, she couldn't help but act like an aunt. He also understood what Su Lan meant. Su Lan was sincerely planning for his comeback, and was also worried that he couldn't bear the pressure.

"It's okay, little——"

Before she could even utter the word "Auntie", the noise in the distance suddenly became intense.

(End of this chapter)