Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 108: She Can Only Like Me

Yu Xia was speechless for two seconds.

Finally opened her mouth, could only turn her head to look at herself in the mirror, and said as if scolding him: "Dreaming are you, you’re only twenty."

Not even the legal marriage age.

[Xie Qingci: Ah, what’s wrong with being twenty, can’t I fall in love?]

[Xie Qingci: It’s not like we’re getting married]

"..." So she was being excessively sentimental?

He must be teasing her, this annoying younger brother.

"I’m going to hang up now," she said flatly, "Early to bed, early to rise, good for health."

He started messaging faster.

[Xie Qingci: Don’t]

[Xie Qingci: I can’t sleep, miss you so much, sis]

Here he goes again, they had just met today, and he had cornered her in the bathroom for a smooch, now he keeps saying he misses her, as if they hadn’t met in eight hundred years.

"Cut it out," she said gruffly, "If you want to think, go dream about it, hurry up and sleep now!"

[Xie Qingci: I dreamt about it, that’s why I miss you more when I’m awake]

One could only imagine his dreams weren’t good ones.

She insisted on hanging up to sleep, leaving Xie Qingci pitifully agreeing, only asking one last small favor.

[Xie Qingci: Call my name twice]

Yu Xia deliberately messed with him, calling sweetly: "Xie Baibai~ Goodbye~"

Then really hung up, ruthlessly ending the call.

Xie Qingci sighed, had to send a goodnight text, then went to sleep himself.

Song Xi returned to the base the next afternoon.

Xie Qingci was having an extra meal in the cafeteria and was pulled by Wei Yaoyao to go see him.

A crowd gathered around Song Xi, each asking him with concern why he suddenly got a fever.

Xie Qingci didn’t get close but overheard their dorm mates chattering and pieced together the truth.

After coming back yesterday afternoon, Song Xi stayed in the bathroom for a long time, unbeknownst perhaps taking a cold shower, and then went outside with wet hair, and was already unwell by dinner.

Cold shower.

Xie Qingci’s expression gradually cooled, his gaze darkening, finally looking at Song Xi with a cold smile tugging at his lips.

What did Yu Xia say, causing him to come back and take a cold shower?

Did Song Xi intentionally catch a cold or was it accidental?

Enveloped in a circle of concern, Song Xi suddenly looked up at the door.

Sure enough, saw the expected person, two exchanged a look across a few meters.

Song Xi gave a weak smile, pushed up his glasses.

"Xie Qingci, standing at the door for what, come in."

Everyone turned to look at Xie Qingci.

Xie Qingci curled his lips: "I thought you might need some fresh air since you’re unwell, so planned to come back later to see you."

Song Xi: "Really, it’s fine, after talking with you all I’ll sleep, probably better after waking up. By the way, I have something to show you."

He stood up, handed out snacks he brought back to everyone, then signaled Xie Qingci to go outside with him.

They went to a dead spot outside one of the prep rooms, no cameras there.

Now Xie Qingci was expressionless, his cold and sharp gaze fixed on him.

Song Xi turned to him, still smiling: "Aren’t you curious about what I want to show you."

He pressed his lips tightly, said nothing.

Song Xi, because of the fever, was pale, his fingers too, his nails lacked color.

He reached to tug his collar open slightly, incidentally scratching an itchy spot below his collarbone.

Where his fingertips brushed, there was a crescent-shaped mark, inflamed and bruised, conspicuously glaring on his skin.

Xie Qingci’s brow twitched, heart sinking.

Song Xi smiled at him, offering no further explanation.

No need to say it, both understood how this mark came about. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Song Xi wouldn’t pinch himself just to come and provoke him, he knew, Yu Xia might indeed do such a thing.

So, it seemed beyond doubt, this mark was left by Yu Xia.

As for how, it couldn’t be that Song Xi forced her hand to pinch, she must have done it voluntarily, but for what?

He recalled her words in the bathroom yesterday, pretending to be close to Song Xi to protect him...

No, it must be for another reason.

Xie Qingci sneered suddenly.

Then reached to rub heavily on the wound, quick enough that Song Xi couldn’t block, felt a blazing pain there.

Xie Qingci broke the skin which hadn’t been before.

"Really sorry, she sometimes enjoys playing these games," his gaze held no warmth, words cold as ice, "Just like teasing unwelcome cats and dogs."

Song Xi’s expression stiffened.

Xie Qingci stepped closer, lowered his voice: "I don’t quite understand your behavior of flaunting such a scar, but I wonder, are you imagining too much?"

"Remember what you told me? Why did you come here? Didn’t you refute me that night? Why try to provoke me now with this ridiculous mark?"

He relentlessly provoked the gritted-teeth man before him: "Song Xi, do you realize what you’re doing? You’re... seeking attention?"

The last words pressed down lightly, Song Xi’s face drained of color repeatedly.

Yes, what was he doing?

Even if he provoked Xie Qingci, what would he gain? Only angering Xie Qingci to question Yu Xia, then Yu Xia to question him.

He suddenly felt cold all over, that dizzy feeling returned, he gritted his teeth to stop trembling.

Xie Qingci looked at him coldly with lowered eyes.

"There’s one thing I think you misunderstood, you should focus on securing the second debut position, not my personal matters.

You’re heading down the wrong path, continue this way and you might lose the second position, embarrassing not just yourself, but your fans, your company, they’ll all blame you. And even if you know our relationship, what would happen if it’s exposed? Just a couple of clarifying statements at worst, I’d cut ties if needed for survival, drag you down, anyway, I’m not as invested in this debut position as you are, wouldn’t you say?"

Wouldn’t you say?

Song Xi felt himself caught in an inexplicable vortex, those three words seeming to come from Xie Qingci’s mouth, yet also from Yu Xia’s, as if he couldn’t tell.

Awkwardly removing his glasses, his body slumped against the wall, sliding down.

Xie Qingci pulled him up, whispered one last sentence in his ear.

"She loves only me, can only love me, what are you?"

Song Xi closed his eyes, slumping against him.

The aftermath of the fever hit hard, Song Xi lay sick for two days before recovering.

Luckily there were no rehearsals these days, otherwise Song Xi’s fans would’ve been up in arms.

Yu Xia, hearing Song Xi was bedridden for two days, reflected if she overdid it and caused some psychological harm.

But after thinking it through, felt it wasn’t her fault, so tossed it aside, focusing on the new drama’s costume fittings.