After Dumping the Scumbag Top, I Was Relentlessly Chased by a Top-Tier Idol - Chapter 27

Everyone’s gaze locked onto Lin Yizhou once again. Among them, Nan Qiguang’s gaze was the most fervent and blunt, his eyes filled with the words “pick me.”

Lin Yizhou didn’t look at anyone, nor did he hesitate. He had made his decision the moment he heard the question. He slightly adjusted his sitting posture and raised his hand to gently pat Shen Xu, who still had his head lowered.

Shen Xu looked up, confused. Before he could react to what was happening, he fell into a warm embrace.

Lin Yizhou reached his arms past Shen Xu’s, pulling him into his chest. He patted Shen Xu’s back with small movements, as if comforting a wounded puppy.

Seeing this scene, Nan Qiguang’s hands, resting on his knees, tightened into fists.

Ahhh, Mom! My CP just hugged publicly on the show! I don’t care! Rounding it up, this is an official announcement!

Emmm… this kind of hug is nothing more than comfort; it doesn’t have any other meaning. Let’s just say, don’t over-interpret it…

But this hug also shows that Zhouzhou cares about Shen Xu’s emotions. From that last question, Shen Xu’s mood was obviously low. This hug proves Zhouzhou has been paying attention to him! Summary: He loves him so much!

What a coincidence, I just finished watching an old interview of Lin Yizhou. Here is the transcript: Host: What do you think is the most beautiful thing in the world? Lin Yizhou: A hug. Host: Why? Lin Yizhou: Yesterday, I had the honor of hugging a child, and I felt as if I were being supported.

Wait, isn’t the content of that interview one of the pieces of evidence used back then to claim Lin Yizhou had an illegitimate child?

(Character limit, continuing the interview post) I felt like he was about to shatter when he answered that, woohoo. Maybe by giving this hug, he is also hugging himself.

The guests on-site stared blankly at the two of them; no one even started the public countdown.

However, Lin Yizhou was counting the time in his head. Once thirty seconds passed, he loosened his hold. Just as his hands let go slightly, Shen Xu’s hand on his lower back pulled him back in.

The movement between the two was small. If one wasn’t staring intently, they wouldn’t have noticed the push-and-pull.

Shen Xu cautiously rubbed his head against the crook of Lin Yizhou’s neck, his voice as faint as a mosquito: “Zhouzhou hug me a little longer.”

Hearing this form of address, Lin Yizhou froze slightly. He felt a strange sense of familiarity, but the feeling flashed by and vanished before he could grasp it. He didn’t think much of it and no longer pushed the person in his arms away. The palm that hadn’t had time to move resumed its gentle patting on Shen Xu’s back.

As the other guests watched, Xiang He suddenly realized something and spoke up: “Is… is no one timing this?”

Pei Yutai snapped out of it and hurriedly reached into his pocket for his phone, only to remember later that it had been confiscated by the production crew.

But he reacted quickly and borrowed a phone from a nearby cameraman.

Thirty seconds passed quickly. As soon as the countdown alarm rang, Shen Xu proactively released Lin Yizhou, his expression already returning to its usual state.

The turntable began to spin again…

Inside the top-floor office of the Song Corporation Building, Song Chizheng watched that smiling face that had returned to normal. His eyes narrowed as he gave an order: “Go. Investigate this Shen Xu’s background. I want every single detail found.”

They had thought the rain on the deserted island would come and go quickly, but they didn’t expect it to continue until noon the next day.

As midnight approached, the rain showed no signs of stopping. For the safety of the guests, the production crew moved everyone to the absolutely safe base camp.

The night was heavy and the rain was torrential, making the light from the flashlights seem dim.

Visibility was poor, and the mountain paths, washed by the heavy rain, were muddy and uneven. The group’s moving speed was slow.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, someone in the crowd screamed.

Xiang He had tripped over something. Her foot slipped, and she lost her balance, falling forward.

Shen Xu, walking beside her, reacted instantly. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back: “Are you okay? Can you still walk?”

In the darkness, Xiang He frowned, her trembling voice drowned out by the sound of the rain: “I’ll try.”

With Shen Xu’s support, Xiang He tried to take a step forward. But before she could even plant her foot, her body tilted forward again.

Shen Xu quickly steadied her. Without saying much, he directly crouched down in front of her: “Get on. I’ll carry you over.”

Lin Yizhou, who was nearby, pulled at Shen Xu: “Let me do it. Your hand isn’t convenient.”

Shen Xu: “No need, I’m fine.”

Lin Yizhou frowned, increasing the force of his grip on Shen Xu’s hand: “Don’t force yourself.”

Shen Xu covered the back of Lin Yizhou’s hand and patted it gently: “I’m not forcing it. I’m really fine.”

Seeing that the other still had no intention of letting go, Shen Xu thought of something. He quickly leaned close to Lin Yizhou’s ear and joked: “If you carry someone else, I’ll be jealous. Insanely jealous.”

Though he said this intentionally so Lin Yizhou would stop arguing and let go—after all, based on previous behavior, Lin Yizhou usually took one of two attitudes regarding such matters: Ignoring it. Or immediately distancing himself. In short, evasion.

However, seeing Lin Yizhou actually let go of him immediately, Shen Xu felt a small sense of loss in his heart.

But he didn’t dwell on it. After speaking, he immediately crouched down again: “Get on, Teacher Xiang.”

The freezing rain poured down relentlessly. Xiang He didn’t act coy and immediately climbed onto Shen Xu’s back, whispering: “Thank you.”

“It’s nothing.” Shen Xu looked back and instructed: “Captain, watch your own step.”

Lin Yizhou nodded half a beat late and gave his own reminder: “Watch your hand.”

What should have been a five-minute walk took nearly twenty minutes to get everyone moved.

The production crew settled the male and female guests into separate tents. Shen Xu carried Xiang He to the female guests’ tent. He put her down and prepared to get up and leave, only to have his wrist grabbed by the person behind him.

He turned his head. He saw Xiang He’s dark eyes reflecting the warm light inside the tent, looking vivid and pitiful, with his own reflection mirrored in her pupils. He heard her voice, sweet and slightly shy: “Shen Xu, I’m a little scared. Can you stay and keep me company?”

Without a second thought, Shen Xu brushed her hand away. His expression was calm and indifferent, as was his voice: “Sorry, I’m scared too. If the two of us are together, we might just drown together.”

The words were phrased diplomatically, but Xiang He understood; Shen Xu was explicitly rejecting her.

But she wanted to try one last time, grabbing his hand again: “What if I said… I could try to be brave for you?”

The light in the tent was dim and the shadows flickered. Half of Shen Xu’s face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to read his expression.

Xiang He looked up at him, the strength in her hand growing, as if she feared that if she didn’t hold on tight, the person in front of her would slip away.

But no matter how tight she held, Shen Xu still decisively brushed her hand off: “Sorry, I also have someone I need to be brave for.”

He spoke directly. Xiang He’s hand, reaching out again, froze in mid-air.

There were actually many, many things she wanted to say to Shen Xu… She wanted to say she liked him from the moment she first saw him, that her lips would involuntarily curl up when she saw him smile, that her gaze always wandered to him, following his every move…

Because of this, she also knew who his gaze was fixed upon.

But it was also because of this that she wanted to quickly convey her feelings. Maybe… there was still a chance.

Now it seemed she had no chance.

She didn’t push further. She only said as he left: “I wish you success.”

Shen Xu: “Thank you.”

After speaking, he turned to leave. As he opened the tent, Wen Yue happened to duck in from outside. Seeing the person standing in front of her, she was a bit stunned: “Shen Xu? Why are you here?”

Shen Xu told the truth: “Teacher Xiang twisted her ankle. I brought her back and was just about to leave.”

Wen Yue understood: “Understood. Hurry back and change your clothes. Drink some ginger tea to ward off the cold. Don’t catch a cold.”

Shen Xu nodded, said nothing more, and lifted the flap to exit. Before leaving, he zipped up the tent for them.

Wen Yue handed the clothes in her hand to Xiang He and said: “Change out of the wet clothes first.”

Xiang He took the clothes, her bright eyes seeming to be covered by a layer of mist: “Yue-jie, did you hear everything?”

Wen Yue nodded slightly. Actually, during the games today, she had noticed Xiang He liked Shen Xu. After all, those who ship CPs are mainly in it for the joy—they ship whoever they catch. However, when Lin Yizhou and Nan Qiguang interacted, Xiang He was very excited. Conversely, when Lin Yizhou and Shen Xu interacted, Xiang He was very quiet, and there was even a faint worry in her eyes.

Wen Yue sat down beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder, her tone slow: “Hehe, you are a very brave girl. Since you were brave enough to pick it up, you must be brave enough to let it go.”

“Some people appear suddenly, shining like light, stunning us for a long, long time. But most of them are destined only to be, or can only be, passersby in our lives.”

As she spoke, her gaze drifted into the warm void, a gentle smile appearing on her face, as if she were reminiscing about something.

Xiang He lowered her eyes and nodded heavily.

The storm continued, and the gale whistled incessantly.

Lin Yizhou walked into the tent. His eyes scanned the interior. A warm yellow lamp hung from the top, swaying slightly. On one side were two sleeping bags, and on the other was a small table with two blankets and two sets of clothes prepared by the crew.

The space wasn’t large, but it was cozy.

Hearing movement at the entrance, he turned around. Jiang Siyuan walked in leisurely, smiling as he raised a hand to greet him: “Hi, roommate.”

Lin Yizhou didn’t speak. His lips were pressed thin, and he looked at him with furrowed brows.

Seeing this, Jiang Siyuan couldn’t help but curl his lips. He shrugged slightly, his tone nonchalant: “The director arranged it. Two people to a tent. Me… and you.”

He pointed a finger between the two of them.

Lin Yizhou nodded slightly, said nothing, and turned to get the clothes.

He had used an umbrella during the transfer, but the rain was too heavy; he was inevitably soaked to the skin.

He reached for the set of black clothes. At that moment, a voice came from behind: “Captain, I want the black set. Can you help me grab it?”

Lin Yizhou’s movement paused. He didn’t refuse, picking up the black set and giving it to him, then picking up the red set instead.

He didn’t like such bright colors, but it wasn’t impossible to wear.

He took the clothes to one side, his back to Jiang Siyuan. Just as he threw his wet clothes aside, a warm body pressed against his back. A hand quickly wrapped around his waist, and a sticky, seductive voice sounded in his ear: “Last time you said I was overthinking. How about you prove it to me tonight? And… if you’re willing, after tonight, I will absolutely never pester you again.”

Lin Yizhou took a slow breath. He tilted his head toward the camera’s position, only to see that the camera had long been covered by Jiang Siyuan’s clothes.

That was fine; it saved him the trouble of covering it himself.

He leaned back slightly against Jiang Siyuan. His hand moved to Jiang Siyuan’s belt, unbuckling it bit by bit, his voice soft: “Since you like excitement so much, how about… we go outside and do it in the storm?”

Feeling his movements, Jiang Siyuan couldn’t help but lean closer to make it easier for him to unbuckle the belt. Hearing his words, a spark of brightness flashed in his eyes. He felt his body temperature rising rapidly, but he suppressed the urge that was about to erupt. He placed his other hand on Lin Yizhou’s waist, intending to move it downward, but his hand was caught.

Lin Yizhou grabbed both of Jiang Siyuan’s hands with one hand and pulled out the belt with the other. In the blink of an eye, he broke free from the embrace, spun Jiang Siyuan’s hands around, and pinned them behind his back.

He moved swiftly, using the belt to tie the hands firmly.

The series of movements was seamless, as if rehearsed many times.

By the time Jiang Siyuan reacted, his hands were completely immobilized.

But he didn’t care at all. Looking at the lean waist in front of him, he raised an eyebrow, his tongue sweeping over his teeth. His tone went up: “What? You want to play a binding game for the first time? So wild?”

Lin Yizhou’s hand, which was putting his wet clothes back on, paused. He turned to crouch in front of Jiang Siyuan, pinching his cheek with one hand, expressionless: “I’ve looked into your past. For a long time after finding out, I had a question: Why on earth was a person like him so obsessed with someone like you?”

He had pried into Jiang Siyuan’s past on the night he moved back into the rented apartment. He found Jiang Siyuan’s alma mater and discovered relevant high-traffic posts on their school forum.

OP: Requesting help, can anyone tell me how to chase Jiang Siyuan?

1L: Jiang Siyuan? He’s so promiscuous. He changes men like clothes. At his fastest, he can have a different one every day. Bro, if you like Jiang Siyuan, I advise you to stop while you’re ahead. Don’t waste your feelings. If you want to melt someone’s heart, find someone who actually has one. Jiang Siyuan has no heart.

2L: Let’s be real. Instead of thinking about how to chase him, you should think about how to attract his attention. As long as he’s interested in you, he’ll use every trick in the book to lure you in.

99L: Who has he dated? Then we have to talk about his relationship with the legend of our Finance Department—Song Chizheng. This was the only relationship Jiang Siyuan ever publicly acknowledged at our school. But I heard that even after they got together, Brother Jiang didn’t settle down. He hurt that Song Chizheng terribly. He was caught going to hotels with other men many times, but the other guy was limitlessly tolerant. So devoted. He even said something like ‘only one person in a lifetime’… But even for such a devoted man, Brother Jiang didn’t value him. In the end, he was dumped and abandoned…

If it were just one person’s one-sided account, he might not have believed it. But the so-called insiders in the thread all had the same story, leaving him no reason to doubt it.

Moreover, from the looks of it, Jiang Siyuan never seemed to try to hide his affairs; he was quite open about it.

His original intention was to find out what kind of inseparable love the two had experienced in the past that caused Song Chizheng to remain obsessed ten years after the other left.

When he learned these things, besides shock, Lin Yizhou felt more doubt: In what way was he inferior to Jiang Siyuan?

But thinking it over later, he felt that perhaps it wasn’t that he was inferior to Jiang Siyuan; he was simply inferior to everyone.

He was the one who was unworthy.

Jiang Siyuan’s face was deformed by the pinch, but a faint smile remained: “As far as I know, when Ah Zheng was with me, he was entirely focused on me.”

“But when he was with you, he seemed to become a person just like me, changing partners as easily as clothes.”

“I believe you are clearer than I am about his affairs outside. Since that’s the case, why haven’t you left him? And why are you still obsessed with him after leaving?”

Lin Yizhou’s answer this time had no hesitation: “In your previous repeated provocations, I have already told you very clearly: I am not obsessed with him. You can rely on his love for you and keep fooling around everywhere, but don’t bring that mess to me. To me, both of you are the same now—just disgusting.”

“So, stop disgusting me.”

He finished speaking and let go, picking up the unopened set of black clothes and heading outside.

“You just haven’t tasted the joy of that aspect yet,” Jiang Siyuan said leisurely, watching his retreating back. “Do it with me once. I guarantee with my lifelong experience that it will only bring you joy, not disgust.”

“Besides, since I returned, I have only… done it with Ah Zheng. You can rest assured about the safety in that regard.”

He really intended to settle down, but with Lin Yizhou having a face so similar to his own, he really wanted a taste.

Once would be enough.

Lin Yizhou ignored him this time and walked straight out of the tent.

On the other side, Shen Xu returned to his tent under the guidance of a staff member. As soon as he entered, he saw Pei Yutai wrapped in a blanket, curled into a ball, occasionally shrinking his neck as if he were freezing to death.

Seeing him enter, Pei Yutai managed to stick out a finger from the blanket, pointing in a direction to indicate where the crew had placed the clothes and blankets.

Shen Xu glanced at them but didn’t go over. Instead, he asked: “Why are you the only one here?”

Pei Yutai shrugged his shoulders and said nasally: “Xu, I know what you mean, but this was arranged by the director. It’s by team, two people per tent, except for the girls.”

Two people per tent by team?

Then wouldn’t Zhouzhou be with Jiang Siyuan?

Shen Xu immediately dropped the clothes and turned to the door.

Seeing this, Pei Yutai cried out: “Hey, where are you go…ing?”

He said the last word purely out of momentum. Before Shen Xu could lift the tent curtain, the curtain was lifted from the outside. In the next second, Lin Yizhou bent down and stepped inside.

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