Xie Huaiye raised his hand.

Long, slender fingers, with slightly cool fingertips.

Gently brushing across Yan Ning's neck near her shoulder.

There, a clear red mark was left by the edge of the vest that was stuck there.

It looked particularly striking against her fair skin.

His fingertips were very light, like a feather brushing across the skin.

Yet it carried a faint electrical sensation.

A tingling sensation traveled along the skin that was being touched, sending a tingling, numbing feeling into the depths of the heart.

Yan Ning's body tensed instantly.

Like a fully drawn bow.

"Tsk..." Xie Huaiye finally spoke, his voice low as a whisper, "They're all red from being strangled."

Yan Ning felt her neck stiffen.

The sound of blood rushing through the veins was clearly audible.

She wanted to back away.

I wanted to avoid this overly ambiguous contact.

But his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move.

She tilted her head, her voice dry and tight, and said, "No...it's nothing! It's a minor problem!"

Xie Huaiye slightly raised his eyes.

My gaze slowly moved upwards from her collarbone.

Finally, it came into her wide-open eyes, which were wide with panic.

A meaningful smile curved the corners of his lips.

Then, Xie Huaiye naturally stepped aside to make way.

With a smile playing on her lips, she gestured "please" towards the living room.

"Let's go, Miss Yan."

His voice had returned to its usual clear and bright tone, yet it still carried a hint of pleasure:

"If we dawdle any longer, we'll be late."

"Let's go! Let's go quickly!"

Yan Ning suddenly came to her senses, like a frightened fawn.

He stiffly rushed out of the passage he had cleared.

Their footsteps were so fast they created a gust of wind.

She just wanted to escape from the source of this uncontrollable heartbeat immediately.

Xie Huaiye watched her fleeing figure, a gentle smile flashing in his eyes.

He slowly and deliberately straightened his cuffs.

He took long strides and followed at a leisurely pace.

The recording site.

The spotlights were flashing.

It was those same familiar faces again.

Yan Ning appeared at the entrance.

The next second, Xie Huaiye followed closely behind.

With a long stride, he stood beside her in the halo of light.

Viewers in the live stream chat flooded the screen with comments upon seeing this.

[Ahhh!! They're in the same frame! Ningning and Xie Shao came together!]

[The timing is too perfect! I don't believe there's nothing fishy going on!]

[Living together? Oh my god! My ship is real!]

Ningning looks so beautiful today! Xie Shaoshuai is amazing! They're a perfect match! I've moved to the Civil Affairs Bureau!

[Waaaaah, Ningning's finally back in business! I've missed you so much!]

Su Muyao in the corner.

Her delicate nails almost dug into her palms.

She stared at the eye-catching figures.

The smile that was barely held on his lips completely collapsed, and his teeth ached from clenching them.

Why? Why is Su Yanning always the center of attention?

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Tian cleared his throat, silencing the commotion, and announced some unexpected news:

"Dear contestants, there's a last-minute adjustment. Mr. Jiang Yao has a scheduling conflict, so he's decided to withdraw from this episode's recording."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and then issued a new task:

"For the fourth phase, our destination is Longling Water Town, a real century-old residential complex."

He unfolded a map and explained, "There, people still work at sunrise and rest at sunset, cultivate the land for their own use, and use the town's unique currency."

"Our task is to fully integrate. As for the phone..."

He made a handover gesture, "Hand over everything, and experience the purest and most primitive way of life."

The words had barely left his mouth.

A bus stopped at the entrance.

The car door opened with a "whoosh".

Yan Ning, like a nimble cat, rushed towards the empty seats at the back of the bus with a clear goal.

I just sat down at the window seat.

The seat next to her sank down, and a familiar, chilling aura instantly enveloped her.

Xie Huaiye also sat down.

Right next to her.

Yan Ning turned her head, her little face scrunched up, and pouted:

"Xie Huaiye, why are you sitting here? There are so many empty seats in front of you."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of barely perceptible reproach.

Xie Huaiye turned his face to the side.

His deep eyes fell on her face, and he slowly asked, "Didn't you say it yourself?"

He leaned slightly forward, his deep voice audible only to her:

"Your hand is injured, so you asked me to stay with you and help you? You've already forgotten?"

“I…” Yan Ning was taken aback and blinked her big eyes.

Memories are flooding back.

She seemed to have complained about that yesterday.

She was speechless, a faint blush creeping up her ears, and muttered as she turned her head away, "...Why do you have such a good memory?"

The car started quickly.

We drove away from the bustling city.

The view outside the window was gradually replaced by rolling fields and low hills.

Sunlight streamed through the car window, warmly bathing me.

At first, Yan Ning forced herself to stay awake and curiously looked out the window.

But the journey was long and bumpy.

I also didn't sleep well last night because I was so excited about preparing for the recording.

Sleepiness washed over me like waves.

Her head began to peck at rice like a chick pecking at grains, little by little.

Finally, after a significant jolt.

Her little head completely lost its support.

She slumped softly to the side.

There was no pain from hitting a hard car window as I had expected.

Her forehead gently rested on a shoulder that was warm to the touch.

Xie Huaiye was there the moment she fell.

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