This question made Si Mingchen suddenly stunned.

He stared at Wen Zhi for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Do you know about this?"

Wen Zhi nodded gently: "I found it in my suitcase."

Si Mingchen should have expected this to happen, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed. He even wanted to keep this matter secret for the time being to prevent Wen Zhiqing from getting upset.

But at the moment, Wen Zhi's ability to withstand stress is obviously stronger than he expected.

"When did you know?"

“Before participating in the variety show.”

Now that the truth has been revealed, the secret between the two has completely disappeared, and Si Mingchen no longer has any worries.

He smiled bitterly: "When we divorced, you said there was no love between us, so I let you go."

"How can there be no love?" Wen Zhi felt incredible. He really didn't understand how the two had managed to survive the past four years of their marriage and end up like this.

...

...

"Is it because you think I like Sang Qi?"

Simingchen: “Yeah.”

Wen Zhi sighed.

He didn't remember anything about what happened with Sang Qi, and his only memory was from high school.

But he was sure that even if he and Sang Qi were the only two people left on Earth, they would definitely be together.

Sang Qi was not his type at all.

"Luckily I lost my memory, otherwise we would have really gotten divorced."

Wen Zhi hugged Si Mingchen, and suddenly felt a sense of relief as if he had regained something he had lost. He also gradually understood why Si Mingchen was always cold towards him in the early days.

Si Ming sat in the bed, holding Wen Zhi on his lap and resting his chin on his neck: "It's my fault. I didn't ask so many questions, and almost caused a lifelong regret."

Wen Zhi looked at Si Mingchen.

A dense feeling of bitterness arises in my heart.

In fact, until now, he is not completely sure whether he has dated Sang Qi.

Although the probability of that is one in ten thousand.

If he really had a relationship with Sang Qi, it's no wonder that Si Mingchen is so sensitive.

"Besides, you asked for a divorce after Sang Qi moved his overseas businesses to China. I thought at that time that you were tired of me."

Si Ming's voice was very heavy, as if he was peeling off the most vulnerable part and revealing it to Wen Zhi.

"In my eyes, our marriage is a failure. I always feel that no matter what I do, you are not happy. In the past four years, you have never smiled at me like this. In my eyes, this marriage is very painful for you. So, I decided to give you freedom."

Wen Zhi felt distressed for a moment.

The arm that was holding Si Mingchen's back clenched slightly, and the palm of his hand gently stroked him again and again, as if coaxing a child of a few years old: "Don't be sad, Si Si. Although I have lost my memory, I can assure you that I definitely didn't mean that at the time, and I'm not tired of you."

As he spoke, Wen Zhi himself felt a little sad.

He seemed to have no evidence to prove the truth of his words.

Simingchen: "Well, I believe you."

Wen Zhi suddenly looked up: "Really?"

Si Mingchen stated his reasons: "I think even if there is something wrong with this person's brain and his memory is biased, the heart that connects to emotions has not changed. Your feelings and emotions towards a person will not change with simple and crude memories. If you don't like me, you will instinctively resist when you come into contact with me."

Wen Zhi clapped his hands: "Si Si is so understanding."

Si Mingchen: "It's my fault that I didn't think this through in advance. I only realized it recently."

Wen Zhi rubbed his head against him: "It's okay, it's not too late to know now."

The night was quiet. That night, Si Mingchen slept soundly while holding Wen Zhi in his arms.

The little winter melon that I always can’t leave my hands with is always kept in the closet and never shows up.

It was just dawn when Jiang Xingnan returned to their room. He stared at the suitcase and wanted to leave, but the high penalty for breach of contract made him give up the idea.

He doesn't have much money now and can't afford to go through so much trouble.

The door of the room has been reinstalled. Sang Qi asked the program crew to make an emergency repair last night.

At this time, Sang Qi was sleeping.

Jiang Xingnan washed his face, changed his clothes, and prepared for recording.

The light in the inn is very comfortable in the morning. Because it is located in a scenic area, the air is fresh and the sunrise is very beautiful.

Wen Zhi was in very good condition today. He had a big appetite when he woke up in the morning and ate two sandwiches, three bowls of soup and four bacon rolls in one go.

The camera has been turned on, and what appears before the audience's eyes is Wen Zhi's eating broadcast.

Today is unusual, Si Mingchen hasn't gotten up yet.

Wen Zhi didn't call him. He thought that after all these years, Si Mingchen finally had a good sleep, so he decided to let him go for once. Anyway, I don’t have any plans in the morning, so it’s okay to sleep a little longer.

In his impression, Si Mingchen works diligently every day, getting up early and going to bed late. People in middle age should pay attention to maintenance.

He doesn't want a bald husband.

Although he also loves his bald husband.

[Where is Mr. Si? ］

[Wen Zhi eats a lot. This is my daily intake. ］

[I'm curious if they wear makeup? I feel like Wen Zhi is wearing no makeup, but at the age of 27, his skin is so good, right? ］

[She knows how to take care of herself, so she looks young and youthful. ］

At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open. Si Mingchen appeared in the camera wearing a simple white home outfit.

Wen Zhi's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, he is a face control.

He is obsessed with Siming every day and can't help himself.

And Si Mingchen also has a good figure.

Although it was just an ordinary white sweatshirt, his two strong and powerful pectoral muscles were faintly visible.

Wen Zhi's gaze gradually moved downwards.

Well...it's big there too.

Ever since the two of them talked all night last night, Wen Zhi has always been inexplicably shy, especially now when looking into the eyes of Si Mingchen. He felt that they were like a newly married couple, on their honeymoon.

"Good morning, Zhizhi."

Wen Zhi held the coffee in his hand and lowered his eyes quietly: "Yeah."

Simingchen sat down in front of Wen Zhi and observed his every move: "Any plans for the morning?"

Wen Zhi handed Si Mingchen a map of nearby meeting places and lowered his head hastily: "Take a look."

Si Mingchen raised his eyes and noticed that something was wrong with Wen Zhi today.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I'll listen to you." Wen Zhi's voice was soft, hiding a bit of embarrassment.

Si Mingchen: "Then let's go fishing in the wild stream."

Wen Zhi: "Okay."

After everything was agreed upon, Si Mingchen began to pack his tools and bag, preparing to take Wen Zhi out on a date.

After a while, he stood in front of the door: "Are you ready?"

Wen Zhi, who was fussing around in the closet, said, "No."

Si Mingchen knew that Wen Zhi was changing clothes, but he thought that the clothes he wore for breakfast were also very good and there was no need to change.

Ten minutes later, Wen Zhi gently pushed open the door.

Si Mingchen, who was leaning against the cabinet, was stunned.

Immediately, a smile appeared on his face: "We are going to fish."

Wen Zhi: “I know.”

Si Mingchen looked at him: "Is this suit easy to fish out?"

Wen Zhi nodded: "Yeah."

Just now, Wen Zhi tried on almost all the clothes he brought.

Strictly speaking, he and Si Mingchen have reconciled.

So today's date should be taken more seriously.

His clothes were ordinary, nothing particularly eye-catching. After racking his brains for a long time, he changed into a yellow overalls and shorts suit, and paired it with a white school bag and a little yellow duck hat.

Wen Zhi felt that he must be the most youthful and beautiful person in the entire program group.

Si Mingchen said calmly: "Go change your clothes. It's very cold outside. You will catch a cold."

Wen Zhi was unwilling: "I don't want to change, it's not cold."

[Hahaha, look at Wen Zhi’s little yellow shoes. ］

[I am dying of laughter. Is it really a little yellow duck suit? Even the pocket has the little yellow duck logo. ］

[Sure enough, baby Wen is the most fashionable. ］

[Oh my god, are you sure this outfit isn’t for an 18-year-old? ］

Si Mingchen tried to persuade him: "The temperature is 14 degrees now, you need to wear long clothes and long pants, otherwise you will catch a cold and have a fever, and you will have to take medicine."

Wen Zhi looked at his clothes again, unwilling to give in: "Can I go get a coat? I won't be cold if I put on a coat."

Simingchen said in a gentle voice: "Be good, Zhizhi."

When Wen Zhi heard this, he immediately became excited, turned around and ran into the cloakroom, and took off his clothes in no time.

When he came out again, he had changed into green sportswear.

Si Mingchen took him by the hand: "It looks good this way too."

Wen Zhi said awkwardly, "I know." Then he put on a green dinosaur hat.

Si Mingchen looked at the color of the hat and straightened it for him.

[It’s so funny. Wen Zhi is just like the rebellious me in high school who never wore long johns in winter. ］

[Do you know? Shouldn't it be childish? ］

[It seems that in the morning, Mr. Si also called Wen Zhi "Zhizhi". ］

[My goodness, Wen Zhi likes to go to extremes! It's either red or green. ］

[When he saw the green hat, Mr. Si fell silent. ］

There are many wild fish in the wild streams. If you are lucky, it is not impossible to catch a few big and fat fish.

Wen Zhi walked on the rugged rocks very carefully and had to be led by Si Mingchen before he would walk.

When they were almost at the destination, Wen Zhi saw a group of familiar figures, Xie Jinghe, Jones and others were also there.

Wen Zhi reminded Si Mingchen schemingly: "Si Si, we need to occupy an area with a lot of fish immediately to prevent others from snatching our territory."

Si Mingchen: "It doesn't matter, there is enough space for many people to fish together."

Crops are planted in the wild stream, and the water is not very clear but a bit turbid.

Wen Zhi raised her innocent eyes and whispered, "Si Si, are there any snakes in the water? I am most afraid of snakes. If I encounter one, can you protect me?"

Si Mingchen patted his shoulder: "Don't worry——"

Before he finished speaking, He Jones' voice came: "Damn, why are the fish here so fat?"

Before Si Mingchen could react, Wen Zhi beside him had already rolled up his trouser legs and jumped into the wild stream carrying a fishing net.

“Where are the fat fish?”

Si Mingchen: “…”

[Hahaha, Wen Zhi is so funny. ］

[For the sake of fish, even snakes are not a problem. ］

[One second I was thinking, “Brother!” and the next second, “Where’s my fish?” ］

[Wen Zhi’s acting skills, well, are very fine. ］

Since Wen Zhi had already joined the fishing group in advance, Si Mingchen had to speed up.

The water in the wild stream was a little cold in this season. After Siming sank into the water, he said to Wen Zhi, "Just go up when you catch the fish. I'll take care of this."

Wen Zhi: "No, I want to go with you."

With a "bang" sound of water splashing, Si Mingchen easily caught a seven or eight kilogram seven-star fish and gave it to Wen Zhi.

Comparing it with the 10-centimeter blue grouper in his hand, Wen Zhi hid it in the fish basket for the sake of face, fearing that Si Mingchen would find out that he was a bit lazy.

Half an hour later, he and Si Mingchen's bamboo baskets already had seven or eight fish. Xie Jing and He Jones also returned with a full load, and the water splashing in the bamboo baskets made crackling sounds.

At this moment, footsteps were heard nearby.

Wen Zhi looked up and found that it was Sang Qi and Jiang Xingnan.

Sang Qi took the initiative to greet them: "Xiao Zhi, Ming Chen, good morning."

Wen Zhi lowered his head, ignored him, and continued to sort out the fish he had caught.

Although he was humiliated, Sang Qi continued to smile and talked to Xie Jing and He Qiongs.

"Mr. Sang, what's wrong with the wound at the corner of your mouth?" He Jones asked with concern.

Sang Qi said gently: "It's okay, I bumped into it yesterday."

Considering the injury on Si Mingchen's hand last night, Wen Zhi guessed that the two had had an argument.

The same thing happened to Sang Qi. Her teeth were too hard and she ended up hurting her beloved husband.

Wen Zhi's dislike for Sang Qi deepened.

Jiang Xingnan was in no mood today and remained silent. Occasionally, when Sang Qi spoke to him, he would just respond simply. Originally, the two decided to go for an outing and pick fruits, but Sang Qi thought the journey was too far, so they temporarily came to a wild stream.

[Why do I smell broken glass? ］

[Did Jiang Xingnan have a quarrel with Sang Qi? ］

[That should be the case. Jiang Xingnan is in a bad state and it seems that he didn’t sleep well last night. ］

[Sang Qi’s expression. Did they have a fight? ］

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen have finished catching the fish and are about to go ashore. Because he enjoyed the sense of accomplishment from fishing, he carried a bamboo basket on his back and went around showing off to He Jones and others how big the fish he caught were and even comparing them with others.

He Jones raised his eyebrows, not wanting to bother with Wen Zhi, this little brat.

However, Wen Zhi's character is too childish.

Si Mingchen was about to go ashore, but was worried that the bamboo basket was too heavy, so he took it from Wen Zhi and sorted out their spoils.

Suddenly, there was a violent splash of water in the wild stream.

Wen Zhi fell in: "There is a snake."

Si Mingchen turned around suddenly and saw that in the wild stream opposite, there was only Wen Zhi's little dinosaur hat and two pairs of arms panicking and jumping into the water.

Everyone looked at Wen Zhi at the same time.

Si Mingchen rushed out and jumped into the wild stream.

On the shore, the bamboo basket rolled over and the fresh fish fell all over the ground.

Three seconds later, Wen Zhi had been pulled out of the water by Si Mingchen and carried to the shore. His clothes were completely wet, his right leg kept shaking, and his eyes were closed.

Everyone gathered around, and Si Mingchen patted Wen Zhi hard to keep him awake: "Where did you bite?"

Wen Zhi: "Legs."

Si Mingchen hurriedly rolled up Wen Zhi's trouser legs. When he saw the row of teeth marks, he immediately took off his coat and short-sleeved shirt, twisted them into a rope-like shape and tied them above the wound. He pressed the wound hard to let the blood soaked in venom flow out.

Wen Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly and saw Si Mingchen taking off his shirt. She used her weak strength to try to cover the two sensitive parts of Si Mingchen's body.

Simingchen didn't realize his intention and held his hand tightly: "Don't be afraid."

Wen Zhi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Jiang Xingnan had already called the ambulance. Seeing that the usually calm Si Mingchen suddenly looked anxious, he squatted down and looked at Wen Zhi's wound: "Looking at the teeth marks, the snake should not be venomous. Don't worry."

Simingchen nodded: "I know, but just in case."

Sang Qi looked into the water and indeed saw the snake. He turned around and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhi. It is indeed a snake, but I don't think it is venomous. It will be fine."

This was a scenic spot in the mountains, and the ambulance would not arrive for a while, so the notified program crew rushed over quickly and drove Wen Zhi to the hospital in the town.

The photographer followed them up and did not turn off the live broadcast immediately because millions of netizens in the live broadcast room were concerned about Wen Zhi's injuries.

[Was Wen Zhi really bitten by a snake? Could it be something ordinary? Leeches or something? ］

[The wound cannot be seen, but Jiang Xingnan and Mr. Si both said it should not be poisonous, so there is no need to worry. ］

[What’s wrong with the production team…Shouldn’t they scout the venue in advance for this kind of event? ］

[That’s right, what’s going on? You’re not responsible at all. ］

[What if it is a poisonous snake? Will Wen Zhi be in trouble? ］

The assistant director was also in Wen Zhi's car. He explained to Si Mingchen, "Before we came, we sent special staff to contact the scenic spot. They said there were no snakes in the wild streams during this season and it was safe. I don't know how a snake could bite someone."

Simingchen hugged Wen Zhi: "Do you have dry clothes? He is shaking."

The assistant director quickly took off his clothes and said, "Put them on him first."

Wen Zhi had already woken up by then, and apart from a slight pain in his legs, he didn't feel anything special.

He resisted, saying, "Let Sisi wear it, Sisi is still **."

The assistant director took off another coat and said, "This is for Mr. Si."

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen sat in the back of the car. Wen Zhi lay in the back seat with his head resting on Si Mingchen's legs.

Si Mingchen asked: "How long will it take to get to the hospital in town?"

Assistant Director: “Two hours.”

Si Mingchen checked Wen Zhi's wound and found that the blood clot was slowly spreading.

"It's too late."

Si Mingchen asked Wen Zhi to sit up, lifted his right leg, lowered his head and used his mouth to suck out the blood clots inside. [Note]

The touch on my legs was strangely warm.

Wen Zhi quickly pushed Simingchen and said, "Don't do this. If it's poisonous, you'll die with me."

Si Mingchen spat the blood into the mineral water bottle and smiled helplessly: "Can't you be more romantic?"

Wen Zhi frowned tightly and tried to pull back his right leg, but because he had no strength, he could only weakly let Si Mingchen continue to suck.

Wen Zhi leaned back in his chair, feeling mixed emotions.

How lucky he is to have such a good husband.

In order to repay Si Mingchen's kindness, he is willing to be Si Mingchen's little baby in the next life.

Wen Zhi's calves were long and thin, and her skin was dazzlingly white. When she held them in Si Mingchen's hands, she looked fragile and restrained.

There are a lot of comments in the barrage.

[Although, this scene made me think in a wrong way. ］

[Baby Wen should be okay, please bless him. ］

[This tension is giving me a nosebleed. ］

[Although I should be concerned about Wen Zhi's injury at this time, I have to say that I have no choice but to do this. ］

[I just saw the wound clearly. It should be an ordinary grass snake. It's okay. ］

[If this isn't love, then what is? I knocked! ］

Five minutes later, the bruises on Wen Zhi's legs had basically been cleared by Si Mingchen. Si Mingchen rinsed his mouth, let Wen Zhi lean on him again, and helped him adjust to a comfortable position.

Wen Zhi was very tired. He didn't know if the toxin had attacked his brain or heart, but he felt listless.

He suddenly had the illusion that the end was near.

The road was bumpy, so the photographer explained the situation to the audience and turned off the camera.

Wen Zhi then whispered, "Si Si, I have a few things I want to tell you."

Si Mingchen lowered his head and pinched his face: "What nonsense."

Wen Zhi shook his head: "First thing, are the fish we just caught still there?"

Si Mingchen was amused by him. It was such a late hour, but he was still thinking about the basket of fish.

"It's still there. Xie Jing and the others took it away."

Although it was taken away by Xie Jing, it was still a good thing and Wen Zhi was very relieved.

"The second thing is, I don't have much assets. If something happens to me, I'll give one third to my dad, and the rest will be yours."

This topic made Si Mingchen feel a little heavy. Although he felt that Wen Zhi must be fine, he still felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Zhizhi, go to sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up."

Wen Zhi shook his head: "We are not destined to be together in this life. If there is a chance to be together in the next life, I will wait for you. Oh, by the way, the alpaca has not been bought yet. Can you burn some villas, alpacas, and dogs for me during the holidays? This way I won’t be lonely in the underground."

The assistant director suddenly sighed and rubbed his eyes.

Wen Zhi felt that he was finished.

"My dad has it. In the second drawer of my desk in my room, there are my diary and photos of my idol. Remember to burn them for me, too."

Si Mingchen gently covered Wen Zhi's mouth with his hand: "If the snake is really poisonous, we can't escape. So I will accompany you then, you don't have to worry about being alone."

Wen Zhi clasped his hands together and tapped his forehead.

What Si Mingchen said doesn't count.

If something really happens, let him go alone.

Otherwise who will burn paper for him?

Soon, Wen Zhi fell into a deep sleep in his own sentimentality.

When he woke up again, he found himself in a simple ward with his legs lifted high and an IV drip hanging on him.

Simingchen's voice appeared: "Wake up."

Wen Zhi's bright eyes turned: "The underworld or the world of the living."

Simingchen: "The underworld."

Wen Zhi glanced outside and said, "You are lying. How can there be sunshine in the underworld?"

Si Mingchen smiled tiredly: "It seems that you are not stupid."

Wen Zhi said disdainfully: "If you are any more stupid, you won't be able to have it."

Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi nonchalantly, then stood up and approached Wen Zhi, scratching his nose with his finger: "I didn't expect you to be so self-aware."

Wen Zhi took the opportunity to bite Si Mingchen's finger, her eyelashes trembling, and she said vaguely: "Snakes are not poisonous, right?"

Simingchen nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Zhi felt relieved, and he found his phone to send a WeChat message to Xie Jing: "Can you leave a fish for me and Sisi? Thank you."

Xie Jing replied: "No problem, your big fish are all here with us."

After explaining everything, Wen Zhi leaned back, crossed his legs and prepared to eat.

After a busy day, he caught a cold and was frightened, and didn't even have time to eat a hot meal.

Si Mingchen helped him open the lunch box he bought and asked in a low voice, "By the way, what was that idol photo you asked me to burn for you in the car?"

Wen Zhi bit the meat bun: "It's Song Chengyu."

Si Mingchen thought about it and realized that Wen Zhi did have an idol in an idol group when he was in high school.

"He must be thirty-seven or thirty-eight now."

"No, he's only thirty."

Si Mingchen nodded thoughtfully and picked up some food for Wen Zhi.

"He's been developing in Hollywood now, and it seems he's acted in a movie with Jiang Xingnan. Jiang Xingnan's movie that won the Best Actor award was co-starred with my idol."

Si Mingchen responded lightly and said nothing more.

After the drip, the program crew took Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi away.

In the car, Wen Zhi held Si Mingchen's hand and said sweet words to him: "Si Si, thank you for sucking blood for me."

Si Mingchen: "You're welcome."

Wen Zhi leaned against Si Mingchen: "You are simply the most handsome man in the world, no doubt about it. Especially when you lift my legs, you look so charming."

The assistant director coughed violently twice.

Si Mingchen: "Be good, stop talking."

When we got back to the inn, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. According to the assistant director, a new group of guests arrived today.

Wen Zhi asked: "Why another group?"

Assistant Director: "Because we are going to play a game and swap roles."

Si Mingchen's attention shifted over: "Exchange CPs?"

The assistant director was quite proud: "Our current show needs a little excitement. So we came up with a new setting."

Si Mingchen said calmly: "It means that Wen Zhi and I may separate."

The assistant director suddenly realized that this game seemed to only affect Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi. The others were just fake lovers, so it didn't matter.

"Well, it's not really a CP swap. In fact, Mr. Si and Wen Zhi are lucky. Maybe they can be together when the draw is done."

Si Mingchen: "Are you planning with your feet?"

Assistant Director: “…” was implied.

The three of them had already gone in. Wen Zhi comforted Si Mingchen: "Si Si, don't worry. Even if I become a temporary couple with someone else, my heart will always belong to--"

Before he could finish his words, the new guest in the room slowly turned around.

Wen Zhi swallowed the last word in his mouth.

This is?

Song Seung Woo?