tent

At night, the dusk is vast, the stars are twinkling on the top of the mountain, and the night sky is like a curtain with dots of light.

Director Han understands the mood of life. The top of each tent he chose is transparent, so you can directly see the night sky.

Of course, it is not ruled out that it is for better shooting.

For example, the transparent roof is equipped with a miniature camera.

As everyone's tents were set up, the director fulfilled his promise and allowed them to rest.

There was no activity of chatting with the audience tonight, because after a whole day of climbing and brainstorming, our mental and physical strength had reached their limits, and after we were done, most of us lay down.

Only Chu Yuan was still enthusiastic and full of energy.

She had never stayed in this kind of tent before. Although their tent was relatively small, it still felt very safe.

When Zhu Yan came back after getting the bedding, she saw that Chu Yuan had conjured up a little panda pendant from somewhere and hung it on the side where she was sleeping. The pendant looked extremely cute, holding a bamboo, and was round, somewhat similar to Chu Yuan.

"You're back." Chu Yuan was very happy to see him, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

The tent was lit by a dim light, and Chu Yuan was leaning to one side. Zhu Yan inexplicably felt that she was a little obedient, like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

But then Zhu Yan thought about what he was thinking and shuddered.

He is thinking about something.

Chu Yuan didn't care what he was thinking, he sat up and greeted him, "Look here."

Zhu Yan put the quilt on the ground and looked in the direction she pointed.

There were a few fireflies circling in the night sky above their tent. It seemed as if the fireflies could find their way and just hovered above them.

It was the first time that Zhu Yan saw fireflies so directly, and he was very surprised. At the same time, he was also very curious about where these fireflies came from.

Chu Yuan just smiled and said, "Secret."

She looked at him and smiled, with sparkling fireflies above them. Zhu Yan was not stupid, so he could probably guess something.

"Is this your surprise for me?"

He did not ask where these fireflies came from or why they kept circling above them, just as Chu Yuan would not ask him how he got some bamboo rice in this desolate mountain.

He knew that this might be Chu Yuan's reward to him.

Chu Yuan just smiled and didn't say anything, but everything was implied.

This was the first time Zhu Yan received such a special surprise. There was no reason, perhaps because the night view above his head was too beautiful and the atmosphere was too unique. He felt his heart beating fast and the girl's smile was imprinted in his mind.

"Thanks."

Chu Yuan was not used to people saying thank you to her. She just thought that Zhu Yan had been looking into the distance before and might like these little things.

Just like men's strange desire to win, childishness is probably also a part of them.

Chu Yuan once saw someone using fireflies to coax others, and she thought Zhu Yan might like it too, so she used a little trick to make the fireflies always exist so that Zhu Yan could see them just by raising his head.

For the first time, someone noticed the little emotions between her words and helped her finish what she was saying, and what she gave in return was nothing at all.

"Go to sleep." Chu Yuan excitedly spread out the bedding.

At this moment, her heart had long been hooked by the previous bet, and she was waiting for him here obediently just for this moment.

Once the tent is drawn and the cameras are turned off, no one can tell what they are doing inside.

The space inside the tent was small, and the two quilts were basically pressed together. Zhu Yan was still standing, but Chu Yuan had already learned how to lie down in the quilt swiftly. Mo Le looked at Zhu Yan and patted the position of the bed beside him.

A pair of eyes blinked, and Zhu Yan's previous husband and young wife's thoughts became even stronger.

What is this? The seductive and winking wife patted you and said to get on the bed?

Zhu Yan felt that after staying with Chu Yuan for too long, he had become a little neurotic and his thoughts were always scattered.

As the sky darkened, everything became silent.

By the time Zhu Yan lay down, they could only hear each other's breathing.

Chu Yuan turned over and changed his position, looking at Zhu Yan eagerly.

"Hmm?" Zhu Yan let out a sound between his nose.

Chu Yuan stretched out her hands from under the quilt and clasped them together. Zhu Yan understood what she meant after a quick thought.

I came to him to ask for the bet at night.

But because of his inner drama just now, he felt a little awkward and didn't want to give his hand to Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan was originally acting well-behaved, but seeing the struggle between Zhu Yan's conscience and his conscience, he felt that he should be a considerate and kind person, so he directly pulled Zhu Yan's right hand, which was covering the quilt.

The man's hands are clean and beautiful, with distinct joints, and they are obviously healthy and clean hands.

Maybe because of filming, there were thin calluses on his fingertips. It was also at this time that Chu Yuan noticed that there was a small mole at the base of his middle finger.

Recalling noticing the mole on his arm today, Chu Yuan asked, "Why do you have so many marks on your body?"

"Hmm?" Zhu Yan looked at the place where her fingers were stroking in a daze.

She probably didn't know how moderate her strength was. It was gentle yet with a force that could not be ignored. She touched and caressed him again and again, with her five fingers connected to his heart. Electric currents flowed through his body, making him panic and unable to concentrate. He just thought scatteredly that she seemed to like this mole very much.

Chu Yuan repeated it again, and this time he reacted and answered.

"Maybe it's because I'm too fair. I haven't heard that moles are a collection of melanin." Zhu Yan replied lazily.

"But why don't I have it?" Chu Yuan showed him his arms and hands.

Chu Yuanbai, but her white is healthy, and her skin color seems to be shining with water, as if all the spiritual energy in the world has been absorbed by her alone.

There was no impurity on her fair arms, truly pure and flawless.

Her hands were also waving in front of Zhu Yan, making Zhu Yan uneasy.

He raised his hand and grabbed her flailing hand with the hand that had just been touched by Chu Yuan.

Someone suddenly became quiet, but after a few seconds he started to act restless again, poking his hand over and over again.

Zhu Yan couldn't stand her random manipulation, but he couldn't escape.

Chu Yuan looked at and touched, thinking to himself, "Oh my god, I'm so awesome. One day I will be able to touch the hand of a yandere boy."

Looking at Zhu Yan’s contradictory expression, he must be both happy and uncomfortable with it.

It doesn’t matter. She will become immune if she touches Zhu Yan more often in the future.

Chu Yuan was very excited as it was the first time she held a man’s hand. She held Zhu Yan’s hand and muttered to herself.

"Your hands are so white, why are your palms so hot?"

"Wow, your hands are so much bigger than mine."

Zhu Yan looked at her while resting his head on his other arm. When he heard her say that, he replied, "I'm taller and bigger than you, so naturally my hands are bigger than yours too."

Chu Yuan thought, if I turn back into my original form, I will be much bigger than you and will scare you to death.

But she knew that one of her current tasks was not to reveal her identity. She could use her strength and abilities at will, but she must not disrupt the order of this world and must not let others discover her identity.

So she just said, "You're pretty good then."

Who knows what was wrong with Zhu Yan, or what she said triggered his temper, making him hiss and pinch her face lightly with the hand that she had just controlled. "Don't say anything careless, understand?"

"I know, I know." Chu Yuan was in a good mood and didn't bother with him too much, just answering with a few words to get by.

Zhu Yan didn't want to make a fuss at first. After all, he was the one who "lost", so she could play however she wanted.

But unexpectedly, the next second, Chu Yuan's hands were tightly clasped with his.

The girl's delicate hand was originally placed on his palm, but slowly, her hand moved up inch by inch and passed through the gap in his palm.

Chu Yuan felt that this posture was different from the previous feeling. She looked at the man in front of her, with his neat hair, thick black eyebrows, dark eyes, high nose bridge, rosy lips, and his ears were gradually covered with a blush that did not belong to him.

She thought, it turns out that holding his hand can cause such a chemical reaction.

After a while, that slender hand with distinct joints pulled her hand over and held it tightly in the palm of its hand in the darkness. It was burning hot, and its thumb caressed her knuckles intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Yuan looked into his eyes again, where brilliant light was reflected, and she even saw her own shadow.

So this is what holding hands with a man is like. The earth-shaking sensation described in the book doesn't seem accurate. Chu Yuan only knows that all the hidden anxieties in her heart since she came to this world, which she herself didn't even realize, have been soothed. She only feels safe, and the beating heart and the hand being held are proof of her existence.

It was so strange that she could actually feel safe next to him.

Chu Yuan has no concept of home. Except for the time when she is fighting, she just wanders around all day long. She is always alone. When she is in a good mood, she will bring her talkative mount, but she basically never has a bad mood.

Many things are like passing clouds to her, and they are not worth mentioning at all in her long life.

But at this moment, or perhaps from some point on, many things became different.

At least the man in front of her made her feel that it would be nice to hold his hands forever.

What a terrible thought! Chu Yuan immediately denied himself in his heart.

It must be that she has been with too few men, it must be that she has brainwashed herself.

The hand on his body moved, and the man who had been silent all of a sudden said, "What are you thinking about?"

He spoke naturally, as if there was no such thing as holding hands. In contrast to his calm face, his heart was restless.

Zhu Yan had been observing Chu Yuan's reaction. When he saw that she did not express any resistance and even showed a hint of excitement, he knew that he had guessed right.

He probably understood that Chu Yuan seemed to be very interested in his hands, and it was very likely that he was interested in him as a whole, so he started from his hands.

But no matter which possibility it is, Zhu Yan can accept it.

From not wanting her to stand by his side at the beginning to taking the initiative to shake her hand now, Zhu Yan didn't know what he was thinking.

He thought he was just helping others, and since Chu Yuan gave him a surprise, he would help her fulfill another wish.

It’s just holding hands, he can devote himself to it.

He thought so and did so.

He felt that the atmosphere was very good, but Chu Yuan just didn't let him have his way.

"Since you are so skilled, have you held hands with many people?"

Zhu Yan immediately withdrew his hand, turned his back to her and didn't want to look at her.

He shouldn't be nice to this woman!

"Ouch." Chu Yuan regretted asking after she asked. Seeing how innocent he was and his ears were red, it was probably because he had never held hands before. He was so proud that he definitely didn't want to lose face. She asked unnecessarily, but she couldn't say that she was thinking about him and wanted to take him home.

In summary, Zhu Yan asked an unnecessary question.

Chu Yuan came closer to him and tried to hold his hand back, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Zhu Yan turned over again and said through gritted teeth, "I've done a lot of them!"

If filming counts.

Chu Yuan had already figured him out, and nodded perfunctorily, saying, "Yeah, we've held hands many times before."

She snatched his hand back while he wasn't paying attention, closed her eyes beautifully and pretended to be dead, ready to go to sleep.

Well, holding hands is indeed much more comfortable.