Chapter 14 The Fog Clears
Xia Man seized the opportunity and ambushed You Xingye after work.
"Brother!" Xia Man lowered her voice, her face mischievous.
"What?" You Xingye asked irritably, trying to get past him.
Xia Man clung to him like glue, leaning close to his ear and whispering firmly, "Brother, stop pretending! You're just jealous! Jealous of me and Mei Bao! Right?"
"What nonsense are you spouting!" You Xingye's voice rose several decibels like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, filled with a mixture of embarrassment and anger at being exposed. "Why would I be jealous?! I'm not!!"
"Okay, okay, you didn't." Xia Man shrugged, giving me a "I understand, I understand" look. "Then explain yourself. Why were you hiding in my room and staking out? And you even asked me, 'You seemed to be having a good chat?' I could smell that sourness from three miles away! And this afternoon, the look in your eyes when you interrupted our conversation, tsk tsk, you practically wanted to devour me alive!"
"I—" Yusei stammered, his voice weakening, "I treated her like a younger sister..."
Xia Man shrugged: "Alright then, I'll go after her. Then she can call you 'brother' legitimately..."
"No way!!!" Yu Xingye blurted out, interrupting urgently.
As soon as he said it, he was stunned.
He looked up and met Xia Man's teasing gaze, which seemed to say, "See? I told you so." He turned and walked away, his steps slightly hurried.
He walked all the way to the stone bridge by the river, Xia Man's words, "You're just jealous," swirling in his mind like a curse.
The evening breeze carried moisture as he leaned against the cold stone railing, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his chaotic thoughts.
A few raindrops fell unexpectedly on his face and neck.
A light rain arrived quietly, gradually wetting his hair and shoulders.
Yu Xingye did not move, his eyes remained closed, letting the raindrops brush against his cheeks.
Ling Wei's image appeared in his mind with perfect clarity.
He remembered the scene on stage, where she bowed reverently, her lips lightly kissing his tie, leaving a burning mark...
On set, after he pranked her and dragged her into the water, she bit his wrist like an enraged little animal, her eyes red and swollen...
In the dimly lit stairwell, with a repentant devotion, I kissed the soft touch of the scars on his wrist...
And then there was... that unexpected, tearful, salty kiss on the lips...
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
The world fell silent, leaving only the resounding beat of his heart.
He possesses the pure passion of a fan, the resilience and intelligence of an independent individual, and even a touch of... dangerous, aggressiveness that makes his heart race.
In the fine rain, the young man's eyes were slightly closed, his whole being immersed and relaxed.
His lips curved slightly upward, as if he had sunk into a soft dream, a warm feeling silently spreading around him.
"Hoshino—! Yu Hoshino—!"
Anxious shouts pierced through the rain.
Agent Liu ran along the riverbank, holding a large black umbrella.
He received a vague phone call from Xia Man, which implied that "his brother seems to have run away after being traumatized." He was extremely anxious and finally managed to find this place.
When Brother Liu ran breathlessly to the bridge, this was the scene he saw.
"My goodness! What are you doing here in the rain, pretending to be a melancholy prince!" Brother Liu was both angry and anxious, and quickly held the umbrella over his head to shield him from the continuous rain.
"You're not answering your phone! Who are you trying to drive me crazy?! Come back with me now!"
Yu Xingye then slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes, which always carried a hint of languor and detachment, now seemed to have been washed by rain, brimming with a joyful light.
He looked at Brother Liu, his voice slightly hoarse from the rain, yet incredibly relaxed:
"Brother Liu, I've thought it through."
"Huh? You've figured out what?" Brother Liu was taken aback by his sudden bright smile and nonsensical words.
Achoo—!
His response was a thunderous sneeze from Yu Xingye.
Yu Xingye's cold came on fiercely, and filming had to be suspended for a few days.
When he finally recovered and returned, everyone on set keenly sensed that this top singer seemed to be acting "awkwardly".
Before, on set, whenever he wasn't filming, he dressed like an old man taking a stroll, wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, whatever was comfortable.
Now it's all so convenient, like we're going to walk the runway at Fashion Week every day.
Just like today, he wore a light beige silk shirt, with the top two buttons undone at just the right amount, revealing his beautiful collarbone and a simple silver collarbone chain.
She wore a casual suit jacket in the same color family but a slightly darker shade, with the cuffs casually rolled up a few times to reveal a section of her smooth forearm and a low-key watch on her wrist.
The moment he stood there, he was dazzlingly handsome, making you feel like he could go straight on stage and start a concert any second.
Xia Man could only describe his state with four words: "A peacock spreading its tail feathers."
As for his demeanor, Yu Xingye was known for his easygoing nature on set. He could chat with anyone, crack jokes, and exuded a relaxed, lazy, and approachable charm, like a big cat basking in the sun.
But now, that lazy and casual air seems to have been put away.
He remained polite and considerate, and gentle with the staff, but his casual banter had noticeably diminished.
Instead, there is a more restrained, goal-oriented focus.
And this focus was obvious to everyone – it was all on Ling Wei.
His gaze seemed to have a built-in GPS, constantly fixed on Ling Wei, the temperature in his eyes growing hotter with each passing day.
Agent Liu sighed, unable to bear the sight.
You're always flirting with girls, do you think you're Pikachu?!
In stark contrast was Ling Wei's condition.
The filming suspension further compressed her already tight academic schedule.
Now that filming has resumed, she is working almost non-stop. During breaks on set, she is busy processing data and papers on her computer, typing rapidly. Occasionally, a faint trace of fatigue can be seen in her eyes.
Faced with Yu Xingye's almost tangible, burning gaze, her reaction was practically nonexistent.
Occasionally, when she noticed the overly intense gaze, she would simply raise her eyes and look back at them with a questioning expression.
He then quickly lowered his head and threw himself back into his busy work.
It was as if that gaze, which could make others blush and their hearts race, was just an ordinary background light on the film set to her.
Because she was busy, You Xingye didn't want to bother her, so he took on the task of getting her water and refilling her cup whenever it was low.
He also sent her various fruits and desserts to the film set every day under the guise of providing benefits for the team, trying to feed her in all sorts of ways.
At that moment, she took the cake from You Xingye and her eyes never left the computer.
You Xingye wasn't entirely without a solution; he had spent the last few days cramming on flirting techniques from online dating gurus, and was preparing to put them into practice—
"Little sister, there's still some here at the corner of your mouth."
He reached out and touched Ling Wei's lips, intending to wipe them away. What did the love guru say? "Your gaze should be tender, and your fingers should brush over her lips after wiping..."
Just then, Ling Wei stuck out her tongue and licked his finger. Her pink tongue brushed against his finger, but the girl seemed oblivious and continued with what she was doing, not even glancing at him.
It wasn't that I was deliberately avoiding it; I genuinely didn't have the time or inclination to do anything.
Yu Xingye's fingers felt hot and burning from the touch. He silently withdrew his hand, the blush on his ears still lingering, but a sense of defeat welled up inside him.
"Brother!" Xia Man, who had been gossiping for days, took the opportunity to wink at him.
"Right now, Meibao has absolutely no romantic feelings for you. Even if you dressed up like a goddess, you'd still just be an idol. It's useless!"
"You got a taste of failure, huh? Why don't you beg me? I'm an expert at chasing girls!" He ignored You Xingye's dark face and said smugly.
"What's your idea?" Although You Xingye didn't give him a friendly look, he couldn't help but ask.
"Listen to me..."
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