Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself

Chapter 512: Obsessed and Deranged

Performing as a lovesick maniac requires some skill.Yu Xia pondered for a moment and prepared two pillows as props.

Xie Qingci sat casually and lazily on the chair, waiting to watch her performance.

He watched her take out the pillows and rummage through the drawers to find a plastic fork—probably leftover from some takeout, a blue spoon-fork hybrid, which exaggeratedly looked a bit like a cartoon version of the nine-toothed rake.

Grabbing these two items, she let her hair down, shaking her head to scatter her locks.

"Get ready, I’m about to start performing."

Xie Qingci patted his thigh, "Come."

Yu Xia tugged at his clothes to lay him down on the bed, Xie Qingci’s gaze never left her face. As he laid down, he bounced slightly and then, relying on his strong core, half lifted his upper body.

"How should I cooperate?"

"You don’t need to cooperate; our acting skills are not on par. You can easily lead me astray." She almost said his acting skills were lacking.

Xie Qingci: "...Alright, you perform freely."

Yu Xia stood by the bed and looked at him faintly, holding up a pillow, appearing as if she could smother him at any moment.

"I saw you going home with Shui Miaomiao during the day. Do you like her?"

Xie Qingci almost wanted to ask, "What Shui Miao Miao?" but he remembered her words and just looked without speaking.

Yu Xia pretended to be calm, but couldn’t hide her disappointed expression.

"You like pretty, sweet, and kind girls, don’t you? It makes sense; everyone likes someone like that. It’s only natural. It’s also natural that you don’t like me."

She sat on the edge of the bed with her head down, barely touching the edge, her movements gentle, as if telling a fairy tale to a child about to fall asleep.

"But I really like you. I had poor grades in middle school, but I heard people say that you don’t like to hang out with people who have poor grades, so I worked desperately hard to study, and that’s how I got into the same high school and class as you.

I sat in the corner watching you for three years, watching you twirl your pen as you lowered your head to think about complex problems, watching you talk to the person in front of you, watching you remain unmoved by the girls who came to see you. I’m familiar with every small action of yours.

Oh, and I even followed you home. I’ve walked the road from school to your house many times, and twice I pretended to bump into you to say hello.

There are sixteen street lights along the way, you have to cross two traffic light intersections, you usually part ways with others at the last intersection, and then you go to a convenience store to buy something... You’ve even bought cigarettes, xx brand, I know, I went in and asked the clerk. Later, I bought a few packs myself, intending to offer you one when you couldn’t find any, so you would notice me.

But I didn’t dare, so those packs of cigarettes stayed with me for three years and I ended up smoking them myself. The taste was terrible, made me cough."

Xie Qingci began to immerse himself in the role, listening intently, imagining this was a real story happening between them.

Back when Chu Yao said she had wandered around his home twice, he felt only disgust. To him, such behavior of finding someone’s home by following them was incredibly annoying and a type of harassment.

But if the protagonist was Yu Xia, he felt, this persistence and carefulness were really... cute and endearing.

When she spoke of smoking, he could even imagine her hiding alone at home, lighting up a cigarette, cluelessly taking a deep drag, only to be choked to the point her face scrunched up pitifully.

It must have been very charming.

There weren’t any negative connotations of perversion or creepiness.

Yu Xia, unaware of what was going through his mind, finished reciting her lines she made up, looking at him tenderly.

"But no matter what I did, it can’t compare to Shui Miaomiao smiling at you. You make me too sad; it rained so hard yesterday, you both went home together, did you not notice me following behind? I was drenched all over, watching you take her home, then running behind you... I thought about not liking you anymore, but I can’t let it go."

This is when the pillow finally served its purpose, she covered his face below the nose with it, tears ready to fall from her eyes, right above him.

"Can’t you just like me? Please like me. I love you more than anyone else. Once you’ve experienced my love, you’ll never settle for anyone else’s shallow affection! Please like me."

Years of secret admiration and a love that had twisted from being suppressed rushed out, leaving a feeling of standing at a crossroads.

To agree or not to agree, would decide what she would become in the next second.

Xie Qingci, with his mouth covered, couldn’t speak, but he wanted to touch her face. This version of her was truly irresistible.

But Yu Xia’s script didn’t go that way; she automatically took his silence as rejection.

Then Xie Qingci watched as tears quickly welled up in her eyes, and in an instant, two hot tears splashed down onto his face.

As expected, her crying scene was very convincing.

Yu Xia didn’t cry out loud; she held back her sobs, her body trembling uncontrollably, like a pitiable stray kitten.

"Even after all this, you still won’t like me? Then I won’t let you like anyone else. I hate Shui Miaomiao; you mustn’t go home with her again; you mustn’t talk to her after class, alright?"

"You disagree? But I’ve seen you take her home—" she lay gently against his chest, her words soft as if exchanging lovers’ whispers, albeit with a more shocking script.

"I know where she lives, and I know where you live. I’m always watching you both, and if I see you taking her home again, I don’t know what I might do, okay? Agree with me, please, or I’ll ’bully’ her."

"Your body is so warm, and you look so good while asleep. I’ll tell you secretly; I’ve actually taken your school jacket and your glasses before. Those glasses were expensive, right? The material is smooth and cool, it won’t be uncomfortable to put them there. I originally wanted to return them to you after using them, but accidentally, the glasses’ arm broke. I was afraid you’d notice something was wrong, so I kept hiding it at my house. Oh, I brought them with me; want to try them on again?"

Such whispers finally triggered a peculiar response in Xie Qingci, as if ants were crawling over his body. Those non-existent glasses were truly sitting on his nose, the arms carrying a strange warmth and dampness.

He lowered his gaze onto her, his eyes profound.

Yu Xia did not realize, diligently completing her final part.

"See, I’ve said so much, yet I can only dare to speak when you’re knocked out. Will you forget once you wake, forget about me being in your arms saying I like you, forget about my warning—that no one should come between us, that Shui Miaomiao, I can’t stand her, I’ll make sure she can’t entice you to take her home again."

The pillow was removed, marking the end of the fictional knockout drug’s effect.

Xie Qingci was supposed to "wake up," and in Yu Xia’s script, he should now show a disdainful look, after which she could start going crazy, hitting her head against the wall.

However, this Sleeping Beauty did not cooperate at all. Instead, he flipped over and pinned her down.

"So pitiable. I think delaying another second to agree with you would be an injustice to you. Yu Xia, shall we date? From now on, I’ll only take you home."