Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 352: I’m Not Talking to You Anymore

Under the obsessive demands of the choreographer, Xie Qingci and Song Xi had to rehearse those two moves three times in a row before they were approved.

The team quickly uploaded this hard-earned "captain and vice-captain have a good relationship and strive for perfection in dance moves" cherished video to the boy band’s official Weibo.

Wei Yaoyao fished out his phone and snagged the first like.

If he wasn’t afraid his words would sound schadenfreude, he really wanted to comment with "What a touching brotherhood!"

After rehearsing, the two who felt like they had eaten something awful quickly split up, one going left and the other right, keeping their distance.

Song Xi continued talking to Chi Qiao with an unchanged expression, while Xie Qingci sat expressionlessly in the corner texting Yu Xia, seeking comfort from his precious girlfriend.

Xie Qingci: [I miss you so much]

To show the sincerity of this oft-repeated phrase, he added a cute meme stolen from Wei Yaoyao.

She quickly replied: [Babe, don’t act like we haven’t seen each other in a lifetime]

Xie Qingci’s expression slowly softened, his eyes rippling with laughter, as he bantered over these oft-repeated topics: [But I really miss you, dance rehearsal is so tiring]

Treasure: [Patting your head, sending a flying kiss your way]

Xie Qingci: [I want a real kiss]

Treasure: [Close your eyes, it’s still not too late to start dreaming]

Xie Qingci: [You’re so mean]

Treasure: [You’re such a drama queen, Xie Baibai hahaha]

Xie Qingci’s lips curled slightly.

"Xie Qingci, what are you doing? Asking if you want some ice cream."

Wei Yaoyao suddenly called out to him.

His finger was still on the screen typing, and he unfazedly sent a pitiful [I’m not talking to you anymore], then looked up, coolly refusing.

"No, thank you."

He always spoke in this manner—politely distant. When not smiling, he seemed very aloof, but those familiar with him knew he just looked cold.

As previously described, he’s like "a cocktail on ice," and you only realize how strong it is once you swallow it, though currently, only one person has partaken of this drink.

Wei Yaoyao wasn’t surprised at his reaction, but watching him immediately return to typing made him irresistibly lean closer and whisper, "Complaining to Yu Xia? Looks like you really don’t need ice cream to cool off."

Xie Qingci gave him a glance and continued his conversation.

The ice cream buying crew consisted of only two people: Wei Yaoyao and Song Xi.

A very rare combination, others thought it wasn’t about buying ice cream together, more like different camps sending someone to ensure the other wasn’t poisoning the ice cream.

Ning Yunchao understood full well.

Wei Yaoyao was just a spectator who loved chaos, while Song Xi was a love-struck puppy with a weak resolve, unable to resist getting pulled in. Whatever brought them together definitely revolved around the name Yu Xia.

As he expected, after leaving the practice room, Wei Yaoyao and Song Xi began exchanging words, of course, centered around a certain female star named Yu.

"Are they together now? Since when?" asked Song Xi with a displeased expression.

Wei Yaoyao rolled his eyes with a "tsk."

"You betrayed me and now want to get information from me? Dream on, why don’t you just fly to the sky?"

Song Xi hesitated to speak but ultimately chose to stay silent.

Wei Yaoyao saw right through it.

Clearly wanting to ask, wanting to know, wanting to apologize but just too proud, consistently acting like he couldn’t bear the humiliation.

Like someone on the edge of a bog, one foot already sunk, yet yelling "don’t push me" with a red face.

Wei Yaoyao mentally gave himself a thumbs-up for this analogy.

At the supermarket downstairs, they wore masks to avoid the crowd, quickly bought a few ice creams, and headed back upstairs.

This time, Song Xi asked again: "Were they together before debuting?"

Wei Yaoyao tore open an ice cream cone and licked it leisurely, "Probably not. They were likely still in the ’infatuation’ stage then? Hey, this vanilla cone isn’t bad; you should have more to cool off."

Song Xi: "...No, thanks."

"You’re welcome. There was supposed to be one for Xie Qingci, but now with his goddess soothing him, he probably doesn’t need it, so you can have two. Happy?"

Song Xi threw the cone back into the bag.

Wei Yaoyao chuckled without a care.

Rising another floor, nearing the practice room, Song Xi, like a trapped fighting cock, anxiously pressed his lips, tugged his collar, ruffled his hair, and finally, before the last floor, couldn’t help but ask again:

"Since you know so much, didn’t she warn you to keep quiet?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Which ’she’?" Wei Yaoyao feigned confusion, "Xie Qingci, huh? Why would he warn me, acting like he has tons of dirt? It’s just dating, aren’t you also looking to date?"

Song Xi quickly denied it, then gave him a sharp look: "Don’t play dumb, I mean Yu Xia."

"Oh, Yu Xia, huh. She wouldn’t either; after all, we’re quite familiar. She knows I’m reliable. I’m not a threat, nor would I use this to demand anything from her. What would she warn me for?"

Each word striking Song Xi’s tense nerves.

He’s not reliable, he did threaten Yu Xia, and even used this to... challenge her, asking why she could like Xie Qingci but not him.

His body and emotions, as if split in two, one half sternly warning himself to recognize reality and stop stupidly throwing himself at the flame, the other half shamefully pleased that Yu Xia has only warned him so far. Does this mean he still means something unique to Yu Xia?

The sad truth is, though he knows the second thought is shameful, he can’t help but wonder—what if, what if he’s truly special to Yu Xia, what if someday she might be interested in him?

Just like before, in that hidden corner, where she smiled at him alone, leaving imprints on his chest with those beautifully manicured nails, markings that took two or three days to fade.

When they walked out, they ran into Xie Qingci, at that moment, he still considered Xie Qingci the outsider.

"My friend," Wei Yaoyao rambled on, "since you’ve followed my advice, I’ll offer you a few more words. You’ve probably forgotten the crap I told you last time, but remember this—"

"Can you just stop struggling? See how perfect they are, the male and female leads, their story is complete. The rest of us are just supporting characters, the kind who get nothing but heartbreak after charging ahead, understand? Can’t you just lie low and focus on your career, Yu Xia isn’t someone a normal person can handle..."

Song Xi took a hand-freezing ice cream from the bag, holding it for a while, then standing at the practice room door, whispered:

"I want to."