Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 351: You’re So Sweet

After the video, Yu Xia promised to toss that black hoodie she wore that matched Yu Zhi’s into the deepest, most remote corner of the cloakroom.

Sometimes upon reflection, perhaps people in love tend to lose their minds and do things that are completely out of character. Maybe that’s the fundamental difference between liking someone and not?

She sat on the edge of the bed, slowly picked up her phone, to fulfill a promise she made when she was not thinking straight.

Saying "I love you" every day.

She has realized that it’s scientifically valid to not make decisions at night.

Might as well tidy up and get ready to wash up and sleep. She still has to send sweet morning greetings to her sweet boyfriend tomorrow morning. She should search in advance for words that can "warm up three winters in one sentence" and "make a boyfriend unable to resist, filled with hope for a happy life."

...

[Darling, good morning. Did you see today’s sunshine? Everywhere the sunshine reaches is my love for you, it’s everywhere.]

A sweet message starts a new day.

There’s no need to spread jam on the whole wheat bread on the plate. Just these two overly sweet sentences have stimulated her insulin to secrete rapidly, fearing that her healthy body might contract diabetes within just one day.

Xie Qingci quickly responded with a message.

[I’m not sure if you did it on purpose, but it’s actually cloudy with light rain over here.]

Yu Xia: "..." Awkward.

She typed while biting into the bread: [It’s too late, can’t withdraw it, just bear with it.]

Xie Qingci: [So your love for me is just settling?]

Xie Qingci: [I’m so upset.]

Yu Xia: [...What do you want?]

Xie Qingci: [Kiss me.]

Yu Xia angrily sent a twenty-second voice message, with continuous ’mua mua mua’ sounds.

She listened to it herself once. The first two seconds were quite embarrassing, but later on, it sounded like she wanted to use her mouth to launch an attack and kiss the person on the other side to death.

After a while, Xie Qingci sent back a voice message, with a deep, lingering laughter, so gentle as if he were whispering in her ear, and even blew a breath into her ear while speaking.

"You’re so sweet."

Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting April’s warmth on the floor, a gentle and pleasant day.

The person with their back to the light had a visible butterfly bone bathed in gentle light. Her slender arms tore pieces of the bread loop nonchalantly and fed them into her mouth, while the phone next to her replayed that voice message over and over.

Indeed, very sweet, she thought slowly.

Today there was a schedule, and when He Ci came to pick her up, he gave Yu Xia a few glances.

While reshooting some materials at the location, seeing her radiant and commanding the whole scene as if wanting to work until the last moment of her life, he couldn’t help but snap a photo.

Mei, holding the camera, asked him, "He, are you being so responsible that you’re stealing my job?"

He Ci pointed at the photo and said, "Don’t you think she’s totally different today? Like she’s won two million."

Mei whispered, "That’s the power of love, way more than two million."

He Ci rolled his eyes, "When I was in love, I just wanted to slack off, don’t fool me that I don’t understand."

"That’s because, He, you only had desire before, not love."

"..." He Ci looked at her expressionlessly.

Mei immediately covered her mouth to indicate she wouldn’t speak the truth anymore.

When Yu Xia came out after the reshoot, He Ci handed her clothes while asking, "Did you drink fake wine today? So motivated."

Yu Xia was still immersed in the sweetness with her boyfriend, waving her hand and saying, "You wouldn’t understand."

Saying this, she took a deep, exaggerated breath, scaring He Ci to quickly step two meters away.

"Ah— even the wind is sweet, the sweet scent floating in April is intoxicating."

He Ci: "..." Relapse of severe illness?

"Did the male vixen offer himself to please you? And then you felt you had to work hard, earn money to support the family?"

Yu Xia turned around, dissatisfied, corrected his statement seriously, "What’s with the vixen? That’s my darling."

"...Ugh—"

It was life-threatening, clearly the sour and foul air of April made one lose their appetite.

...

At this time, a certain darling was still sweating in the rehearsal room.

Xie Qingci’s good mood today was visible to the naked eye, practicing in front of the mirror for three hours without a trace of impatience.

It was Wei Yaoyao who pulled him down to rest.

"Are you going to finish a month’s worth of dances now? Sit down quickly, your hard work making it hard for me to even lie down peacefully."

Xie Qingci bypassed him, with his elbow lodged around his neck, taking two steps back, Wei Yaoyao grabbed his arm and shouted for help.

"You’re going to break my neck!"

Wei Yaoyao has been working out well in the past month or two, with abs and biceps popping, but still couldn’t match Xie Qingci’s chokehold skills.

Trying to punch his stomach as a sneaky attack, but Xie Qingci’s reflexes were amazingly fast, he couldn’t touch him at all.

Eventually, he got dragged backwards in a circle with his neck choked, and ended up being pinned down on the floor.

Everyone thought it was just playful roughhousing, teasing and calling Wei Yaoyao a chicken.

Only Wei Yaoyao himself and Song Xi knew that Xie Qingci was doing it on purpose.

Xie Qingci sat next to him, turned his head towards Ning Yunchao and started settling the score.

"Did you tell him to be bold if he likes someone?"

Wei Yaoyao: "..."

Ning Yunchao laughed in schadenfreude nearby.

He hurriedly whispered an explanation, "I thought he didn’t have the guts, that’s why I said it jokingly."

Glancing at Song Xi on the other side who was drinking water, he teasingly asked, "Did he really get bold? On the show?"

Song Xi would coincidentally only meet Yu Xia on that show, if he had to be bold, it could only be during the show.

Xie Qingci gave him a calm, cold eye, sending shivers down Wei Yaoyao’s spine.

"Well, I was just joking around, who would have thought he’d actually listen. Brother, don’t be mad. Judging by how you guys were on the show, Yu Xia is clearly only interested in you."

If it were another girl, she might still be ambiguous just to avoid hurting a high-quality pursuer’s self-esteem.

But unfortunately, it was Yu Xia, who, in the end, bumped Song Xi off the tower for a victory with Xie Qingci, ah, he couldn’t bear to look at Song Xi’s pathetic state.

Xie Qingci wasn’t really angry, he shot him a cool glance and then went to drink water.

Right now, their group had clear factions, Xie Qingci and Song Xi would definitely not be together unless necessary.

During breaks, they sat on opposite sides of the room, and during practices, if there were any physical interactions, they would basically avoid actually touching each other, both well aware of the other’s dislike.

But sometimes, the choreography teacher loved putting them together for performances, enthusiastically designing a happy shoulder-on-shoulder, amiable brotherly clap motion.

This greatly tested their emotions. It’s quite cooperative of them to finish a whole set of moves expressionlessly, yet the choreography teacher was very unsatisfied, singling them out.

"Emotions, your emotions need to be right—joy, excitement, with a subtle sense of rivalry, not charging in to fight."

The rest: Joy is impossible, but a fight? We’ve got plenty of experience with that.