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

Both Su Ye and Xi Yu are of superior height, but Xi Yu is a little taller than Su Ye. When he puts his arms around Su Ye from behind, his chin can just rest on Su Ye's shoulder.

Su Ye's whole body was filled with the warm air from the bathroom and the fragrance of the comfortable bath products.

The hint of cedar scent was suppressed a lot. Xi Yu put his nose against Su Ye's neck and only then could he smell a little bit of familiar scent in the kapok fragrance, but that was enough.

It's really strange that the hotel's supplies are all of the same brand, but the person who uses them is Su Ye. Xi Yu feels that these scents have become extremely attractive.

I'll ask Xiao Yang to buy a set for me to keep at home after I get back, Xi Yu thought aimlessly in his mind, and tightened his arms around Su Ye.

The living room was quiet for several minutes.

After a while, Su Ye stroked Xi Yu's wrist with his fingers and said, "Go take a shower."

"Hmm." Xi Yu sniffed the fragrance in Su Ye's slightly damp hair again. "Remember to blow dry your hair. If you're tired, take a rest first."

Su Ye nodded and smiled at him.

Xi Yu watched Su Ye enter the guest bedroom, plug in the hair dryer before returning to the master bedroom and going into the bathroom to sort out the fatigue of the day.

After washing and walking out of the bathroom, Xi Yu's first reaction was to turn directly to the door, and while drying his hair, he glanced towards the living room.

The lights in the living room had been turned off, and only the light coming in from outside the terrace blew the curtains a little, causing them to sway gently.

The door of the guest bedroom was closed, but a little light could be vaguely seen. Xi Yu guessed that Su Ye might have already lay on the bed. According to Su Ye's habit, he might be reading a book for a while, or he might just be wrapped in the quilt and daydreaming.

Su Ye is usually very quiet, but he is not very obedient when lying in bed. He will wrap himself in the quilt as he moves around.

The light was very thin, and Xi Yu didn't want that much, but he was not ready to rush into anything now.

He now has enough patience to wait for Su Ye to slowly sort out his feelings and come to him on his own initiative.

Xi Yu closed the door gently and turned around.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind, the voice of the person he was thinking about.

"Did you finish washing?"
Su Ye sat on the stool at the end of the bed, holding a cup of hot milk in both hands, leaning slightly to look towards the porch.

The door of the master bedroom just closed, and the door handle made a "click" sound in Xi Yu's palm.

Su Ye stroked the glass in his hand, stood up and handed it to Xi Yu.

Xi Yu was stunned for a moment, then took it with a smile, "Why do you always give me milk? You're not a child."

Su Ye heard the word "little kid" and pursed his lips briefly, then quickly released them, "You'll sleep better after drinking this."

Such a conversation seemed to have happened not long ago, but the situation was quite different from now.

Xi Yu didn't think too much about it. He didn't have the habit of drinking before going to bed, but since Su Ye handed it to him, he naturally picked it up and took a sip.

After drinking, Xi Yu realized that Su Ye, who was standing in front of him, seemed to be hesitant to speak. His hands were naturally clasped in front of him, but his fingers were moving, as if hesitating about something.

Xi Yu didn't understand what was wrong with Su Ye, but considering that An Sijia came over in the afternoon, he spoke very perceptively, "Did An Sijia say anything to you?"

Su Ye shook his head, "No. I want to ask you when you go to bed."

Xi Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Teacher Su not only wants to supervise me in writing new songs, but now he also wants to supervise my sleep?"

Su Ye moved his mouth twice, as if he wanted to answer the question, but he felt a little uneasy.

"Yeah." But Su Ye hesitated for a moment, and nodded seriously, "You have to rest early."

"Well, with Teacher Su supervising me, I will definitely not slack off."

Xi Yu originally just wanted to tease Su Ye out of habit, but he didn't expect Su Ye to actually admit it.

Su Ye was actually a person who could not stand being teased. In Xi Yu's memory, whenever he teased Su Ye, Su Ye would either pretend not to see it or ignore him. If he really couldn't stand it, he would frown and softly tell him to stop.

This was the first time Su Ye responded to him so frankly and directly.

It’s not that Su Ye wasn’t frank before, but Su Ye’s frankness was mostly based on caution. He never spoke too confidently, as if he was afraid of something embarrassing happening, so he always left some room.

For example, in Xi Yu's memory, Su Ye was sitting on the piano stool flipping through the music score, lowering his head and saying that an overly intense beat would give people the illusion of being moved.
Su Ye is always like this, first leaving a lot of room for each other, and then trying to show a little bit of sincerity.

Xi Yu spent a lot of effort to make Su Ye change.

Su Ye like this now makes Xi Yu feel very novel, but after the novelty, Xi Yu intuitively feels that there is something wrong with Su Ye.
"Shuishui, what's wrong with you?"

Su Ye clenched his clasped fingers for a moment, recalling what he had just seen.

Before leaving, An Sijia said she wanted to chat with Su Ye on WeChat. Her tone was casual, as if the estrangement of the past five years had never existed and they had never disappeared from Su Ye's friend list.

Su Ye was very grateful for An Sijia's understanding. He kept An Sijia's words in his heart and kept repeating them silently, as if he had received some kind of gift. After coming back and taking a shower, he immediately sent friend requests to An Sijia and Jiang Congfeng.

In fact, when Su Ye just returned to China, he thought about adding them back, but he was always afraid that he would be too abrupt, and he hesitated because he didn't know what his teammates' attitude was now.

Su Ye was well aware of how much his withdrawal from the group hurt his teammates.

An Sijia seemed to be really on vacation. Su Ye’s friend request was quickly accepted and she sent several emoticons of flowers in a row.

Jiang Congfeng didn't know whether he didn't see it or was angry. After Su Ye and An Sijia chatted for a few words, they didn't see that Jiang Congfeng had approved the application.

Su Ye was a little nervous and anxious, poking at the notification bar of new friends on WeChat. He was unsure whether Jiang Congfeng had calmed down or not, and inadvertently clicked on the friend notification of Xi Yu right below.

It was late last night on the terrace when Xi Yu held his cell phone and asked him "When will you add me back?"

Su Ye felt so guilty at the time that he quickly approved Xi Yu's application. Later, the two were busy filming, and they were basically together when they were not filming, so Su Ye rarely looked at his phone.

Until I accidentally poked this column, the screen automatically jumped to the verification message interface.

Su Ye suddenly discovered that there was an option that could be expanded under the default verification message of Xi Yu’s friend request last night.

Su Ye clicked it.
In an instant, numerous verification messages, some long and some short, popped up below the most recent message, “[Y]Apply to add you as a friend.”

Because he was blacklisted, Su Ye never received any of these.
His breathing stopped for a moment.

There were so many verification messages that it was like a long chat record. Su Ye slid several times before he finally reached the bottom.

A full five years span.

Those brief words contained another side of Xi Yu that Su Ye had never seen, but today he got a glimpse of it from An Sijia's words.

In the initial verification message, Xi Yu's tone seemed relatively calm.

After knowing that Su Ye had deleted all the team members' friends, he did not panic too much. He went to find the senior management of Xingli in an orderly manner and tried to contact Su Ye at the same time.

Of course it was impossible to get through to Su Ye's phone, so Xi Yu could only try to get a response from Su Ye in this seemingly funny way.

Of course, Su Ye couldn’t see any of this.

Five years later, Su Ye looked at the time nodes next to the verification messages, as if he had glimpsed Xi Yu's past life through these cold words.

It was as if the two of them, with the help of this unreceived information, briefly met at a certain point in the past.
The Xi Yu of the past, the Su Ye of the present.

These short messages never stopped during the first few days after Su Ye left, and were sent every day.
Until one of the lines, the continuous number of days and dates began to be interrupted.

[I found your aunt, she didn't say anything.]
[Su Ye, I don’t deserve an explanation from you, right?]
Su Ye's knuckles were holding the phone so hard that they turned slightly white.

He sat on the bed in the guest bedroom and could hear a little bit of the sound of the shower coming from the master bedroom's private bathroom.

The warm and unexpected embrace that had just wrapped around him from behind seemed to still linger on Su Ye's shoulders and neck like an illusion, but that warm body temperature seemed to suddenly become hot, so hot that Su Ye's back could not help but bend slightly as if by reflex.

The tall and beautiful person seemed to have shrunk a lot in an instant. Su Ye sat on the bed, curled up in a ball, with his elbows against his thighs, his forearms hanging in the air with pain, holding the phone.

With his long hair brushing past his face, Su Ye in the mirror seemed to be suddenly carrying some heavy luggage, unable to bear the burden, which made his breathing stuffy and tight.

Xi Yu's unique and casual voice sounded like an auditory hallucination, and he gave Su Ye careful and considerate instructions.

"Remember to turn on the air conditioner before taking a shower."
"You'd better stop smoking, Teacher Su."
"Why aren't you wearing slippers again?"

Su Ye hunched his back, and his feet were not cold as they stepped on the warm carpet, but his toes suddenly moved as if blown by a cold wind.
He held the phone in his hand, reached for the slippers thrown aside with his toes, and put them on.

After putting it on, Su Ye bent his back even lower, with his upper body almost touching his legs.

The fluorescent light on the phone hurt Su Ye's eyes, and the words on it made Su Ye breathless.

As soon as he couldn't breathe, the feeling of suffocation began to spread upwards. As the feeling of suffocation spread, Su Ye's brain began to feel dizzy uncontrollably.

He reached out and pinched his wrist hard, causing his skin to quickly turn red and purple. The pain brought some clarity to his dizzy brain.

As if it was still not enough, Su Ye loosened his index finger and thumb and pinched his forearm hard again, until his nails dug deeply into his skin.

There was not much flesh on that snow-white forearm, only a thin layer of muscle.
After a few strokes, several marks appeared, like broken flowers fallen on the snow.

Su Ye was like an ascetic monk. After touching her forearm, he began to touch her thighs, over and over again. As if addicted, he pinched and twisted herself.

Those eyes were twisted because of the pain, and tears came out, making Su Ye's vision a little blurred.

He had to do this, he had to rely on this pain to stay awake and carefully read the messages Xi Yu had left behind over the past five years.
There can be no omissions, he must read the whole thing.

Even if it is a bitter fruit, he has to swallow it.

If he didn't do this, he would have no way of knowing Xi Yu's anxiety and pain.
And all this was caused by Su Ye.

After Xi Yu's verification message mentioning Su Lan, about four or five months passed before new verification news finally came out.

[Oril is disbanding.]
It was just a few short words, like a business notification, without any extra words. It was impossible to tell what Shi Yu's emotions were when he sent this message.

Su Ye vaguely thought that apart from him, Xi Yu was the first member to quit Oril.

After Xi Yu withdrew, Oril struggled on for a while with Xingli's insistence before completely disbanding.
So after Xi Yu withdrew, he was just like him, silently following the news about Oril.

About half a year passed after this message was sent, and Xi Yu sent some verification messages one after another at an irregular pace. His emotions gradually calmed down from the one that questioned Su Ye.

Or maybe it’s just because the words are too concise, making it impossible to tell the mood of the person sending the message.

[I released a single.]
[Jiang Congfeng went to be a mentor on a talent show.]
[The first album has been officially announced.]
[An Sijia came a few days ago and asked if there was any news about you recently.]
[I continued to put up that billboard.]
When Su Ye saw this, An Sijia, who was standing in the crowd at noon and loudly calling Su Ye's name, appeared in his memory.

An Sijia was probably the calmest person in the Oril group. During the casual chat at noon, he told Su Ye that he had asked the top management for a lot of information but still couldn't find out anything.

An Sijia's tone showed that she had determined from the beginning that Su Ye would not quit the group without reason.
He said that he never thought Su Ye was what others said.

Even though An Sijia had no idea what had happened to Su Ye, she always believed that Su Ye's feelings for Oril were not fake.

Even when asked about the real reason why Su Ye left the group, An Sijia still expressed her understanding and tolerance to the greatest extent possible when Su Ye was vague about it. Su Ye suddenly realized that just as he cared about his teammates, his teammates also cared about him and never forgot him.
But this discovery made Su Ye feel even more unforgivable.

He gritted his teeth, reached for his inhaler with one hand and took a sip, forcing his eyes to focus on the words on the phone screen.

There are many such short messages sent by Xi Yu, like a small diary, but they do not seem to be mixed with any emotions. They are just objectively telling these things one by one, like a habitual report accumulated over the years.

Su Ye felt that this emotion was very familiar. He thought about it quietly for a long time and remembered that it was in Xi Yu's MV "Shallow Curtain". The look in Xi Yu's eyes when he turned away indifferently in front of the camera complemented these short messages perfectly.
It's a feeling where all emotions have been taken away, leaving nothing but a little inertia and obsession.

News about Xi Yu was intermittent, and at a certain point there was a major interruption.

2019年12月31日， 21:58。

[It's snowing again.]
[Su Ye, what do you think is meaningful?]
[I don’t want to send you these meaningless things anymore.]
[Happy birthday to you.]
Su Ye felt that his eyes were really covered with fog this time, and they were blurry and unclear. No matter what he did, he couldn't wipe away the feeling that it covered everything.

He rubbed his eyes frantically, trying to open them wide to fight the overwhelming panic and anxiety.

A feeling of panic swept through Su Ye's body.
It was as if something was about to leave him and never come back.

After this period of time, Xi Yu never sent those short messages that sounded like reports or diaries again.

He did what he said. Between this message at the end of 19 and the new friend request last night, there were only three verification messages in the nearly four years.

2020年12月31日，23:59。
[Happy birthday to you.]
2021年12月31日，23:59。
[Happy birthday to you.]
2022年12月31日，23:59。
[Happy birthday to you.]
On the bedside table was a wooden tray that had been silently placed in front of the guest bathroom door last night. Inside it were a few hairbands that Su Ye had not used. Next to it was an eye mask that Su Ye had not had the chance to use because he slept in Xi Yu's room last night.

Su Ye counted them and found there were exactly three.
Quite an over the top coincidence.

Su Ye raised his eyes.

".You need to rest early."
Su Ye tried hard to pull himself out of the memories of recent times and repeated what he had just said to Xi Yu.

Xi Yu felt something was increasingly wrong, so he reached out and grasped Su Ye's wrist, just in time to push up Su Ye's loose cuffs, immediately revealing some purple marks underneath.

"Shui Shui? What's going on?"

Xi Yu's mind went blank, and the relatively restrained strength in his hands became rough. He pulled Su Ye in front of him, held Su Ye's wrist high, and quickly rolled up the cuffs.

On the snow-white and well-proportioned arms, bruises and purple spots appeared before Xi Yu's eyes.

Some of them were still deep red marks, while others had formed tiny bruises, a mixture of blue and purple, which looked quite scary.

"Su Ye!" Xi Yu's tone suddenly changed from casual to gloomy and urgent, "How did you do this? Did you pinch it out?"

"No. It's okay." Su Ye shook his head, trying to pull back his hand while backing away.

He didn't expect Xi Yu to see it, nor did he want Xi Yu to see it.
Being seen by Xi Yu, it was as if he was using Xi Yu's kindness to put on a show, trying to make himself feel better psychologically.

But he didn't, he really felt like he deserved it.
Even if Xi Yu hated him five years later, Su Ye felt that he deserved it.

Su Ye finally remembered why he ran away when he saw Xi Yu at the audition venue.

He was afraid that Xi Yu would get hurt again because of him.

"You..." Xi Yu was furious. He pulled Su Ye to stop him from hiding. He then rolled up Su Ye's other sleeve, which was also covered in purple. "Speak clearly, or no one will sleep tonight."

During the struggle, Su Ye's cell phone, which was in his pajamas pocket, fell to the ground.

Su Ye felt as if he was scalded. He immediately exerted his strength, pulled his hand free, and hurriedly picked up the phone from the ground as if it were a treasure.

Xi Yu felt that his head was full of ghost fire. It was just a broken cell phone. Was it worth it for Su Ye to put aside the current problems and protect this thing first?
Su Ye squatted on the ground, pulling his sleeve to wipe the tiny dust off the screen of his mobile phone.

Xi Yu bit his tongue irritably, then squatted down and reached out to take Su Ye's cell phone.
"Shui Shui, what's going on, you - Shui Shui?"

Before Xi Yu finished speaking, he saw Su Ye's shoulders moving slightly abnormally.

The screen of the mobile phone in Su Ye's hand was on. Perhaps when Su Ye picked it up in a hurry, he accidentally pressed the power button, and the picture on it fell into Xi Yu's eyes.

One verification message after another.

Su Ye wiped the screen desperately so that the words could be clearly engraved in his eyes.
A year later, a new verification message appeared on top of last year’s birthday greeting.

2023年12月15日，AM0:31
[Y] Request to add you as a friend.

Su Ye seemed to be in a state of panic. The screen was already very clean, but he still wiped it with the corner of his sleeve, as if he was worried that he had seen something wrong.

After a moment, Su Ye's palm relaxed.
Xi Yu forcefully took away the phone he was holding tightly, looked down at it, and threw it lightly on the stool at the end of the bed.

The twitching amplitude of Su Ye's shoulders gradually increased. His head hung very low, and his empty hands maintained the posture of holding the mobile phone.

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Xi Yu took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, pushed aside the long hair that was hanging in disorder, and finally saw Su Ye's face.

Su Ye pursed his lips tightly, frowned, and tried hard to control his breathing, as if he didn't want Xi Yu to notice his loss of composure.

The beautiful mole at the end of his eyebrow also dimmed, and as Su Ye's upper body trembled uncontrollably while squatting on the ground, it shook Xi Yu's eyes.

Xi Yu stroked Su Ye's uncomfortably furrowed brows with his fingers, just like the day when Su Ye stroked his eyebrows on the sea street halfway up the mountain during the filming of the baby variety show, his movements were patient and meticulous.

But Xi Yu and Su Ye are different after all.
Xi Yu stretched out his hand and hugged Su Ye in his arms.

"sorry Sorry."

Su Ye's defense collapsed in an instant, and his blocked throat was finally opened by his rapid breathing. He repeated these three words over and over again in a discordant voice.

"Xi Yu, I'm sorry."

Su Ye knelt on the ground, with Xi Yu holding her patiently in his arms, her head resting on Xi Yu's chin, her hands tightly hugging Xi Yu's shoulders, her ten fingers grasping Xi Yu's bathrobe.

A broken and suppressed voice squeezed out of Su Ye's throat, with intermittent words.

"I've listened to all your songs, bought all your albums, and watched all your award ceremonies."
"I-I actually saw it, January 19, 1, right?"

It was the first time that Su Ye hugged someone so tightly. Because of the panic that permeated his whole body, his elbows were shaking slightly.
"I took pictures. Wait a minute, I'll show them to you. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Please believe me—"

"Shui Shui."
Xi Yu's hand gently patted Su Ye's back.

But Su Ye was afraid that Xi Yu didn't want to listen, so he seized the opportunity while he could still speak, interrupted Xi Yu, and continued speaking in a rare loud voice, refusing to stop.

"It's meaningful, it's all meaningful, please send me more, I'll read them all, everything is good, please send them to me, send them all to me——"

Su Ye spoke too fast and started coughing halfway through his speech, curling up in Xi Yu's arms.

Xi Yu's heart tightened, and he helped Su Ye to calm down. He relaxed only after he was sure that Su Ye did not have a sudden asthma attack.

Su Ye coughed so hard that his face turned red and his head swelled, but he still didn't let go of Xi Yu's hand.

After gradually recovering, Xi Yu heard Su Ye hugging him tightly and whispering.
".Xi Yu, I'm sorry, please don't ignore me, okay?"

Su Ye was quiet, his heart hanging in the air, holding his breath as he waited for Xi Yu's answer.

He felt a little dizzy and couldn't tell what time it was. He thought he was in the year when Xi Yu sent him the message "I don't want to send it again" and thought he was really going to lose Xi Yu this time.

"No more."

The last straw that weighed on Su Ye's heart disappeared, and his heart sank uncontrollably.

However, before it really shattered into pieces at the deepest point, Xi Yu spoke again and caught Su Ye's heart.

"I'll tell you directly later."

Su Ye felt that his whole body was floating lightly with Xi Yu's words.

The next second, Su Ye realized that it was not him who was floating up, but Xi Yu who picked him up.

The glass door leading to the terrace was open. Xi Yu held Su Ye horizontally in his arms. He kicked the glass door lightly with one foot to close the door that was letting in the wind. Then he held Su Ye in his arms and laid him down on the bed.

Two people face each other.

Xi Yu's fingers once again pushed aside the hair that covered Su Ye's beautiful eyes, and moved closer to Su Ye.

"I don't want to push you too far, and I don't want to see you run away from me again."

Xi Yu's breathing became very close, so close that it could entangle with Su Ye's breathing which had not yet calmed down, blending together warmly.

"But you came here on your own, you can't blame me."

Su Ye's lips were slightly open. Xi Yu lowered his eyes and stared at him for a while, then stroked the side of Su Ye's face and slowly kissed him.

Su Ye did not habitually avoid it as Xi Yu imagined.
He stretched out his arms, impatiently wrapped his arms around Xi Yu's neck, and moved his whole body forward, pushing himself up.

"No. Don't blame you. I came here secretly."

Su Ye whispered something inarticulately, and slowly and gently kissed the corner of Xi Yu's lips, his tongue entwining with Xi Yu, deepening the first kiss in five years in the best way he could.

A hot, long kiss filled with affection and desire.

Xi Yu's hands traced Su Ye's beautiful but slightly thin shoulder blades. The bones opened and closed under the soft and delicate skin, stretching, then curling up as if stimulated, and then opened to him again without reservation.

Like the wings of a butterfly spread out.
With Su Ye's body temperature and fragrance.

Xi Yu saw, as he wished, that long, light mist-colored hair scattered again, winding on the soft pillow, with a little of it sticking to Su Ye's tangled eyebrows.

Xi Yu stretched out his hand to brush it away, and touched Su Ye's trembling eyelashes in the process. Then, those soft eyes opened with difficulty.

Su Ye rested his elbows on the pillow, trying to prop up his weak upper body to get closer to Xi Yu. As the bitter orange and cedar blended together, he actively asked for a wet and passionate kiss.

Then in the next moment, Su Ye finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell back on the soft pillow, with a strand of silver hanging on his lips, a pair of narrow fox eyes covered with a layer of watery red, and a slightly hazy look as he looked up at Xi Yu.

Xi Yu approached Su Ye, "Me too."

Just as Su Ye was about to speak, his slender white neck shook and a strand of hair fell into his mouth.
He couldn't free his hands to push it away, so he could only hold the strand of hair in his mouth and entangle it on the tip of his tongue, ".What?"

Xi Yu didn't answer quickly, "Teacher Su, I think you are not paying attention."

"I do not--"
Before Su Ye could finish the second half of the sentence, the sudden force squeezed the voice uncontrollably into the depths of his throat in annoyance, changing into a different timbre.

"Brother, what do you take me for?"
Su Ye's slumped waist tensed up as if in response to stress.

Xi Yu's voice fell into Su Ye's ears.
"I won't blame you, ever."

(End of this chapter)