A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

These three words, coming from his ex-girlfriend's mouth, are as valuable as the code to launch a nuclear bomb.

Chen Ye's eye twitched violently.

In the middle of the night, a lone man and woman, an ex-girlfriend, a white shirt, and red wine.

Are you stacking buffs here?

What if that old fox Wang Zhengyu hadn't turned off the live stream, or there was a hidden camera in the room?

Tomorrow's trending topics on Weibo will probably crash so badly that even the programmers fixing the servers will want to jump off buildings.

Someone with less self-control would probably have already turned into a beast and pounced on her.

But who is Chen Ye?

A pure, unrestrained, and carefree individual; a retired cadre, sword drawn, looking around with a bewildered expression.

An outrageous thought even flashed through his mind.

Is this person trying to use this method to test their cadres?

"Okay."

Chen Ye nodded.

He strolled over, carrying the bottle of steaming mineral water.

He plopped down on the other end of the sofa.

The distance was deliberately controlled.

The space in the middle was large enough to fit another 200-pound Chen He.

The main focus is on a model of male virtue.

Seeing his avoidance attitude, Song Yuqi was so angry that her teeth itched.

That bastard, does he think she's a man-eating monster?

She took a deep breath and raised the half-full glass of red wine in her hand.

"Would you like some more?"

Chen Ye glanced at the scarlet liquid.

Just now at the dinner table, this girl drank quite a bit of foreign liquor with those old hands.

Foreign liquor mixed with red wine.

This is purely for the purpose of having one's brains boil over by tomorrow morning.

"Sure," Chen Ye readily agreed.

Since I'm just killing time anyway, let's see what this girl is up to.

Song Yuqi, barefoot on the carpet, ran to the bar counter in the open kitchen and grabbed an empty wine glass.

Upon returning, she skillfully poured Chen Ye a glass as well.

The dark red liquid flowed down the side of the glass.

"bite."

Two wine glasses clinked together in the dim light, producing a crisp sound.

Chen Ye took a sip.

It's both astringent and sour.

He really couldn't understand what was so good about this stuff; it wasn't as refreshing as Wusu beer.

He turned to look at Song Yuqi.

The girl held the cup, staring blankly at the dark night outside the French windows.

She looks just like a teenage internet addict whose internet connection has been cut off.

"What are you thinking about?"

Chen Ye couldn't stand the arthouse film's tone any longer and interrupted.

Song Yuqi's shoulders twitched.

She turned her head.

In the dim light, Chen Ye could clearly see that her eyes were brimming with tears.

"I was thinking..." Song Yuqi's voice was very low, with a strong nasal tone. "Thinking about our time back then."

Holy crap.

Alarm bells rang in Chen Ye's mind.

Late at night, alcohol, and the phrase "back in the day".

These are definitely the three laws governing exes coming back to life!

This woman is acting strange tonight, definitely strange.

Song Yuqi ignored Chen Ye's changing expression and continued talking to herself.

"Chen Ye, if only back then..." She bit her lip hard, her eyes reddening even more. "If only I hadn't been so career-driven back then, hadn't been so determined to make a name for myself in the Chinese entertainment industry, and hadn't insisted on competing for the top spot."

"Will we... never break up?"

After hearing this, Chen Ye almost rolled his eyes.

What the hell?

He placed the wine glass he was holding on the coffee table.

"Big sister, have you been watching too many romance dramas lately?" Chen Ye said irritably. "We broke up amicably."

He pointed at Song Yuqi, then at himself.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together; their development plans simply overlapped."

"It's not like you cheated on me, or I cheated on you with a mistress."

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa, his tone as casual as could be.

"Why bother with all that 'what if' nonsense? We're all adults, isn't it better to enjoy the present?"

In fact, Chen Ye knew the truth perfectly well.

What happened back then was entirely out of necessity.

His mental library of Earth music is almost empty. Even if they don't break up, he'll eventually have to leave the music scene and go deep-sea fishing, otherwise he'll be exposed sooner or later.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuqi's chest heaved violently.

She gripped the glass base of the wine glass tightly.

Chen Ye's nonchalant attitude directly caused her to puncture her lung.

What does it mean to enjoy the present moment?

Does this man even have a heart?!

She worked so hard to build her career back then because she felt that Chen Ye was already a top star in the Chinese entertainment industry.

She didn't want to be just a pretty face clinging to his spotlight; she wanted to stand beside him.

If she had known that the price of her efforts would be losing this man, she would never have gone to that stupid job two years ago!

No one spoke again.

Chen Ye touched his nose.

Now that the atmosphere has been built up, it's only natural that when exes reunite, there should be some dramatic scene of crying and wailing or rekindling old flames.

But this is the entertainment industry, and the cost of getting back together is too high; he's too lazy to cause any more trouble.

Meanwhile, Song Yuqi was also extremely conflicted.

She didn't even properly inform her agency before turning down a bunch of high-paying gigs to come and record this show.

The purpose was to secretly contact Deng Chao, Chen He, and Lu Han to find out about Chen Ye's recent situation over the past two years.

As a result, the production team, those old fogies, directly brought the actual person to her.

If we really make up, what if this bastard is still as stubborn and unyielding as he is now?

"You and Jielun and the others..." Song Yuqi abruptly changed the subject. "That pure emo album, any progress?"

The topic shift was incredibly abrupt.

It's even harder than a frozen pear in Northeast China during winter.

Chen Ye decisively went along with the idea and shook his head.

"No, these guys are impulsive and don't think things will move that fast."

He spread his hands.

"Do you really think songwriting is like cabbage, where you can just pull out a whole basketful by yourself?"

Song Yuqi nodded.

As if recalling something extremely frustrating, her eyes suddenly hardened.

He grabbed the wine bottle from the coffee table and chugdredged up his half-full glass of wine.

Chen Ye was dumbfounded.

Are you using a wine glass as a beer mug?

Before Chen Ye could even raise his hand to stop him.

Song Yuqi tilted her head back.

"Gulp."

She downed a large glass of red wine in one gulp.

Dark red wine dripped down her lips, across her chin, and onto the collar of her white shirt.

A small red plum blossom has bloomed.

Chen Ye's hand, which was outstretched in mid-air, froze.

"Are you crazy?"

Red wine has a strong aftereffect, especially when combined with spirits.

If she doesn't vomit up bile by tomorrow morning after drinking this much, it'll be a testament to her strong stomach lining!

Alcohol ferments rapidly in the body.

Song Yuqi's fair and rosy cheeks instantly flushed a startling red.

Even her eyes started to glaze over, revealing a kind of unreasonable and charming naiveté.

Alcohol emboldens the timid.

She suddenly turned around, pressing most of her body directly against Chen Ye.

The distance between the two instantly shrank to just over ten centimeters.

Chen Ye smelled the peach scent of her shower gel, mixed with the rich aroma of wine.

"Chen Ye!"

Song Yuqi stared intently at him, her breathing rapid.

"Tell me the truth."

She clenched her teeth, her voice filled with the grievances, resentment, and a hint of defiance that had been suppressed for more than two years.

"How do you feel about me right now?"

This question was slapped directly in Chen Ye's face.

Chen Ye's back stiffened.

If it were a normal man, a sweet word at this moment would instantly ignite the atmosphere.

But he is Chen Ye.

The main character is a master at ruining the atmosphere.

Chen Ye leaned back, creating some distance between them.

He looked Song Yuqi up and down, his eyes so clear they seemed to belong to someone with intellectual disabilities.

His tone was as calm as if he were picking out cabbages at the market.

"I don't feel anything."

Chen Ye curled his lip.

"It's pretty normal, it feels like meeting an ex again."

Song Yuqi's eyes widened.

The shock in his eyes was quickly replaced by utter anger.

No feeling?

A normal ex?

That bastard actually dared to say he had no feelings for her to her face!!!

"Chen! Ye!"

Song Yuqi completely lost her temper.

The alcohol rushed to her head, and she lunged forward, grabbing tightly at the neckline of Chen Ye's silk pajamas.

"Holy crap! What are you doing?!"

Chen Ye was startled by the woman's hooligan behavior and instinctively backed away.

This attempt to dodge backfired spectacularly.

The back of the leather sofa was already slippery, and he instantly lost his balance, falling backward onto the large sofa cushions.

Song Yuqi, who was clinging tightly to his collar, was also pulled forward by the huge inertia.

"Bang."

A muffled thud.

Soft lips, carrying the strong aroma of red wine, landed squarely on Chen Ye's lips.

Chen Ye's eyes widened instantly.

Oh no, they kissed.