It Turns out that I am Beautiful, Strong and Miserable [Quick Wear] - 25

 

ITOTIABSAM | Entertainment Industry | 25

It's not entirely the fault of the netizens for their wild imagination.

When Xie Ye first returned to the country, Xue Minglang was seen getting close to him. Coincidentally, both were working on new projects—one in a TV drama and the other in a movie. They were filming in neighboring sets, and there were even a few instances captured by paparazzi of them having meals together.

However, at some point, they seemed to grow distant, and in Xue Minglang's new drama, "Langyue CP," became a sensation.

【So, what's the key turning point?】

【Did Xue Minglang's confession fail?】

【But Xie Ye got drunk and caused a scene downstairs at his place.】

【Think about it. Someone finds a look-alike to create a fake CP with you. That's quite strange.】

The entertainment industry has witnessed numerous surreal events in recent years. While the idea of a substitute is just speculation, it has gained considerable support. 

Fans of Su Qingyue, proud and assertive, couldn't tolerate this kind of "copycat" that tarnishes their young master's reputation:

【There has to be a limit to imagination. Consider the status of Su Qingyue and Xie Ye.】

【Only blind people would like someone who only returns to China to make money from bed scenes.】

【@Su Entertainment, what is your PR department doing? Why not sue and send legal letters?】

On ordinary days, Su Qingyue had a good image and excellent temperament. His debut work showcased decent acting skills, and playing the role of a young master wasn't a big deal. However, attempting to use his status to suppress others in any scandal undoubtedly drew people's disgust.

【Could it be that someone actually identifies as a protagonist just because he's from a wealthy family?】

【Fun fact, Xie Ye's family was quite wealthy before going bankrupt.】

【It seems like it was even in the newspapers.】

【Several years ago, it was the falling out between Xue Minglang and Xie Yie that led to "Langyue." Isn't it obvious who the main character is?】

Even newspapers from the early 2000s could be dug up. Sometimes, 1101 had to admire the enthusiasm of netizens in following the gossip. Once they started, following the reports of Xie Ye's parents going bankrupt, jumping off a building, taking medicine, and the recovery of properties, the life of 18-year-old Xie Ye abroad began to unfold.

It wasn't the extravagant lifestyle one might imagine, but rather a whirlwind of using his attractive oriental features as a model while doing odd jobs to repay debts. Before he could stand alone and carry a movie to success, his life was not even comparable to that of an ordinary person.

【He repaid the debt himself? Impressive.】

【Blocking the path for those who bad-mouthed him.】

【I mean... is there a possibility that Xie Ye returned to China to let his parents come back to their roots?】

After this comment was posted, many people fell silent. While fans of Xi Ye felt distressed, they did not take the opportunity to play the victim or join the crowd in 'condemning' Su Qingyue and Xue Minglang.

Because they already knew.

Those who have stayed until now, apart from fans of Xie Ye and movie enthusiasts, are mostly the older fans who started following Xie Ye when he first gained recognition abroad. They are aware that he prefers not to mention the past, so they have kept silent, maintaining the role of informed observers.

Amidst the overwhelming publicity from marketing accounts seeking attention, instead of engaging in potentially counterproductive confrontations, they prefer to use this time to write private messages to comfort their possibly saddened idol.

But Xie Ye is not actually very upset.

Having awakened and transmigrated, he is much more numb than his past self, not to mention, there's still 1101 in his mind chattering away: 'Whoa! Su Qingyue and Xue Minglang are having a quarrel!'"

【Xue Minglang's explanation failed.】

【Got slapped in the face.】

【Su Qingyue is packing his bags.】

【Great opportunity! A step to the upper left! The protagonist Gong embraced the protagonist Shou!】

As Xie Ye has never been a fan of watching real-life melodramas, 1101 can only reluctantly choose to provide live reactions, treating it as a voice broadcast.

After carefully admiring the bright red handprint on Xue Minglang's face, it suddenly had a question, "Do you think these two can still progress towards a happy ending?"

"You can only pray that the main characters' relationship is firm enough," Xie Ye calmly replied, "or maybe it's a chasing-wife-and-crematorium situation?"

1101's data shook for a moment, "Doesn't that mean we have a chance?"

Without waiting for Xi Ye to respond, it shook its head on its own, "No, no, Xiao Gu is more appealing."

Anyway, Xie Ye hasn't officially joined the quick transmigration bureau, no department, no targets, as long as he doesn't mess up the little world...

Confirming, 1101 said, "You won't mess up the world, right?"

The mission data didn't mention any world-ending tendencies on the other side.

Xie Ye: "Ah."

Xie Ye: "Probably not."

1101: ...

What do you mean "probably not"?! Speaking of which, why is the quick transmigration bureau so determined to recruit the other party?

But before it could continue questioning, a large shadow blurred over, pouncing onto the bed. Gu Cong's head rested on the young man's lap, "Teacher Xie."

Xie Ye, leaning towards the inside, asked, "Hmm?"

Looking up at the other person from bottom to top, Gu Cong, who had just scrolled through Weibo, didn't know what to say for a moment. He simply reached forward, encircling the young man's waist, his forehead against the other's abdomen, "Xie Ye."

Pausing, the black-haired youth set aside the script in his hand and touched the other's head, "Hmm."

Gu Cong: "If only I had met you earlier."

He said this sentence with particular sincerity, and his tone was filled with a rush of regret that seemed almost overflowing, as if it was not just for the present but for much more.

Unconsciously imagining what the eight-year-old Gu Cong was like, Xie Ye laughed, "Got it." Remembering a fan's nickname he had seen in the barrage, he called out, "Cong Bao."

The young man lying on him immediately blushed.

Following that, as if to prove something, Gu Cong sat up abruptly, with a stern expression. He took the opportunity to press the young man against the headboard, "Teacher Xie, I'm not a child anymore."

"Oh, really?"

The striking appearance often carries a certain level of aggression, and Xie Ye is a perfect example. What was clearly a very ordinary rhetorical question, when uttered from those vividly red and tempting lips, added an unnecessary touch of provocation.

Dropping his head, Gu Cong used actions to answer.

Xie Ye tasted the sweetness of Gu Cong's mouth.

Once, when he had a craving for cigarettes, he had Zhou Ming go buy candy early in the morning. It was the same brand, but for some reason, it just didn't taste right no matter how he ate it.

But now, Xie Ye understood a bit. Perhaps what he was gradually relying on was not some damn throat lozenge, but the feeling Gu Cong brought to him.

Sweet.

Hard, yet easily bitten into.

"Hmm."

The phone placed by the pillow suddenly vibrated. Xie Ye didn't feel like dealing with it, but the other side was insistent. The system was blocked, and worried it might be something urgent from the crew, he struggled to push away a certain fluffy head, blindly reached out to fumble for the phone, and answered without even looking at the name, "Hello?"

The lingering tone was hoarse, and the moist lips seemed like honey-coated cherries. After waiting for a while without a response, Xie Ye raised his hand and saw the familiar two characters on the screen:

Minglang.

— Obviously, this was a note left by the original owner before he transmigrated. Xie Ye hadn't contacted Xue Minglang privately since then, so he naturally forgot about this detail.

Gu Cong, who also saw these two characters, darkened his gaze.

He had been obediently supporting himself on the bedhead, enveloping Xie Ye entirely. Now, he leaned closer to the young man's neck, pinched his throat, and called out, "Gege."

The scent of tea was enough to send shivers down one's spine, a hypocritical and irritating playfulness.

On the other side of the screen, the breathing became heavier.

"Gege, who are you talking to on the phone?" Starting from the side of his neck, Gu Cong moved upward, spreading, pecking at the young man's chin, intentionally being mischievous and creating a clicking sound.

"Forget about others," half-playfully, half-seriously, he coaxed, "Pay attention to me."

"Gege."

Instinctively, Xie Ye pressed the hang-up button without hesitation.

"Are you crazy? What if it was being recorded?" A moment of post-fear flashed through Xie Ye's mind, and it wasn't until he spoke the words that he realized he had developed a sense of fear.

Gu Cong, however, was quite calm, and even a bit aggrieved, "Recorded or not, we were already together anyway."

"Or is it... the canary can't have a legitimate status publicly?"

Canary?

What damn canary.

The misunderstanding that he had once tacitly accepted suddenly became jarring. Laughing in exasperation, Xie Ye raised an eyebrow, "Whose bird is this big?"

Gu Cong: "Mine."

"Should Gege give it a try?"

...

Before meeting Gu Cong, Xie Ye had never imagined being so intimate with anyone, so intimate that he couldn't bear it, attempting to retreat several times.

But Gu Cong has always been proactive. When he went downstairs to buy groceries, he casually bought some other things, showing a level of cunning preparation. Yet, he managed to maintain an innocent look:

"I just thought, Teacher Xie shouldn't be burdened with preparing for this kind of thing."

Now, Xie Ye didn't even have the last reason to not continue.

Experiencing the feeling of being confined in a small dark room for the first time, 1101, who hadn't brought anything, was bored to death. With the data flow to the outside world cut off, it could only perform the most basic function, counting the days second by second.

After a full five hours, twenty-one minutes, and thirty seconds, 1101 was finally ejected from the small dark room with tears in its eyes.

But Xie Ye was already asleep.

He had changed into a new set of clothes, curled up in Gu Cong's arms. His mental fluctuations were both solid and steady. The exposed back of his neck, collarbones, and even the middle finger with his small mole were imprinted with faint bite marks, creating delicate and beautiful red marks.

1101, completely stunned: What about the promised sugar daddy?

Why does this atmosphere feel a bit off?

As if sensing some unseen gaze, Gu Cong, who had been quietly admiring Xie Ye's sleeping face, suddenly pulled the blanket upward, tightly enveloping Xie Ye in his arms. Like a protective parent, only a small head of the other person was exposed.

Even though it knew that Xie Ye couldn't possibly discover its presence, 1101 still had a strange feeling of being targeted. However, it dared not make a sound to wake up Xie Ye, so it could only watch the two of them embrace each other while sleeping.

— The home-grown cabbage was nibbled by a dog.

With precise words found in the database, 1101, feeling a kind of sympathetic connection due to a shared plight, opened monitoring on the protagonist.

In a lavishly decorated apartment, with scattered bottles on the floor, Xue Minglang sat alone in the living room, the imprint of a slap still visible on his left cheek.

Several kilometers away, the well-lit Su family villa welcomed back its young master. With red eyes, he dragged his luggage while being hurriedly led into the living room by his parents and older brother.

"Xue Minglang, right?"

"We will have a good talk with him."

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