Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 782 The TV that Causes Trouble

Xia Shou was breathing heavily, pressing the other's shoulders with both hands.

At this moment, part of him seemed to be stuck in a piece of heated buttercream.

Syllables of varying pitches continued to come out of the McDonald's paper bag, as if it were some kind of magical musical instrument, with different tones appearing every time he plucked the strings.

The intense trek made Xia Shou a little tired. He felt like he might have snow blindness. The huge snow-capped mountains shook and created double images in front of his eyes. On the snow-capped mountains, he saw a huge mirage of a McDonald's logo.

His mind was both clear and chaotic, sharp and vague. He really did such a thing. Looking back now, Xia Shou suddenly realized that when he was in the book, he had imagined such a scene countless times in the past fifteen years.

He knew Su Yue's figure and the curve of her waistline. In that ordinary life, in those fifteen years without any extraordinary things, he had seen his clothes and Su Yue's clothes hanging on the same clothesline countless times.

When his underwear and the other person's underwear were on the same clothespin and were slowly spun by the wind, his mood also experienced special ripples. The feeling was so intimate and yet so distant, as if they had known what was bound to happen, but had lied to themselves that it would not happen.

Now, Su Yue met him as a stranger, an identity that Yun Xiao did not know at all, but Xia Shou could automatically imagine how they met under such circumstances, because he knew the future Su Yue very well.

As long as he took his eyes off the funny paper bag and listened to Su Yue's voice, the words she had said to him in the past fifteen years would automatically piece together what should appear.

She would call him Brother Xia Shou gently as usual, and her eyes would not dodge in panic like they do now for fear of the paper bag falling. Instead, she would stare straight at him, her eyes seemed to be talking, urging him anxiously and expectantly.

Damn it... I really did do something to Su Yue when she grew up.

When this thought appeared in his mind, Xia Shou paused suddenly, clenched his teeth, and held his breath.

Su Yue's waist was stretched upward like a bow, and within a few seconds, even the sound of breathing was gone.

Xia Shoutui sat on the pillow, staring at Su Yue, who was like a pile of mud, in disbelief, like a criminal who had just killed someone by mistake. Reason temporarily re-occupied the high ground in his brain. He thought of Su Weiyu, but he didn't dare to think about it too much.

If there is one thing to be thankful for, it is probably that we still took insurance measures.

Su Yue felt like stars were spinning above her head. Her eyes could no longer match the holes in the paper bag. She subconsciously felt her head to make sure the bag was still on her forehead.

It was so scary... I lost consciousness several times and when I woke up I thought I had dropped the bag.

"It's time to change again." Su Yue said tiredly, with a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

She habitually picked up a small square of plastic bag from the box on the floor and gently tore it open.

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Fifteen minutes later, Su Yue was lying in front of the TV, listening to the obscene and shameful sounds coming out of her mouth. The corners of her mouth behind the paper bag remained upward, and her hands were being pulled like reins.

A high-quality martial arts film was playing on TV, but the two sumo wrestlers had no intention of paying attention to the plot of the action movie; they were both very busy.

But suddenly, without any prompt, the TV suddenly jumped to another channel, and then a familiar and melodious song came out from the TV.

"May the evening breeze blow me into your heart, as the evening lights illuminate the blooming flowers.
The moonlight hurts my heart, I can’t help feeling infatuated, the oriole sings in the middle of the night and I sigh that I am alone…”

Su Yue suddenly came to her senses. She recognized that it was her own voice, and she had always remembered this song because it was the classic song "Evening Breeze Blowing in My Heart" that she had covered on a show.

Su Yue looked up suddenly and saw herself on the screen, who was only sixteen years old. She was singing the song to the camera with great immersion. Her voice was beautiful and lingering, with a hint of youthful sadness.

Her mind went blank, and she couldn't figure out why the TV suddenly broadcast this program. She didn't even dare to imagine what Xia Shou would think when he saw her singing. Would he associate this with herself?

Xia Shou was also confused, and he also knew that he was not the only one who had suffered a huge mental shock, because someone suddenly collapsed.

Su Yue lowered her head, not wanting to look at herself on TV. That innocent look made her feel an indescribable sense of shame.

But when Su Yue just lowered her head, she was suddenly pulled up from behind, and then Xia Shou's voice came from behind: "The paper bag will fall if you lower your head."

Su Yue only felt her eyes were filled with white light. She could not hear the lyrics of the songs she sang on TV. She could only hear her own mouth in reality making long, discordant chants. Occasionally, she could hear her sixteen-year-old self being interviewed by the host of the show.

Host: "Then our Xiaoyue, is she dating in school?" (jokingly.)
Su Yue: "The school doesn't allow premature love. Besides, I'm really not in a relationship."

"Don't you have a boy you like?" the host continued to ask, just like a very common question when interviewing a child star.

"Well... no, the most important thing right now is studying, followed by singing... of course I am also very interested in acting." The sixteen-year-old girl answered naively.

The host suddenly took out a large stack of envelopes and said that they were letters sent to her by fans. She also selected a few and read them aloud in public. There were many expressions of love in them. Of course, because they had been screened, the wording of the letters was very appropriate.

The host then asked: "If Xiaoyue meets someone she likes in the future, will she take the initiative to pursue him?"

"Well... I don't think so. Anyway, I have never pursued anyone. If the time really comes in the future, I will still choose the one I like from among the people who pursue me." On TV, she said awkwardly and at a loss.

Obviously, this question was beyond her scope at that time.

Su Yue held on to her last bit of rationality, touched the remote control, picked it up, and pressed the power off button with her remaining strength: "Turn off...turn it off, it's too noisy."

However, just before turning off the TV, Xia Shou pressed Su Yue's hand: "Su Yue, don't you think she is super cute?"

Hearing this, Su Yue trembled and made a sound she had never thought of...

As time went by in the hotel, the full box was reduced to plastic debris, and knotted water bombs were scattered all over the floor.

The McDonald's paper bag had already been soaked with sweat and began to fit the face, and gradually the perfect facial features could be seen, but the person was still unaware, and his soul floating in the clouds had not yet landed.

After a while, she reached in again, but this time the box was empty.

"No more. I...let me make a phone call." Su Yue picked up the receiver and called the front desk. "Hello, we are out of ■■■. Can you send another box?"

"Sorry, this item is temporarily out of stock. Please understand."

Su Yue turned to look at Xia Shou blankly, and their eyes met.

"Then take a rest first."

Su Yue was silent for a few seconds, then lowered her head and said softly, "I feel like the hotel deliberately didn't deliver it."

"Just wait a little longer."

"It's okay. Just take some medicine after you get out of here."

(End of this chapter)