The touch on his waist made Wen Zhi instantly nervous. He pushed the hands away with great resistance and continued to struggle to run towards the accident site to save Si Mingchen.
"Zhizhi, it's me. I'm fine."
Wen Zhi was halfway through her run when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She stopped and looked at the person behind her with tears in her eyes. Because of his tears, his vision was a little blurry and he could only see the rough outline. But he would recognize the person in front of him even if he turned into ashes.
Huge surprise and the joy of regaining what was lost gradually came over him. Wen Zhi rubbed his red eyes vigorously, and after confirming again and again that it was indeed the real Si Mingchen, he trotted towards him in a daze.
The staff present were now looking at Wen Zhi. His confused look made everyone laugh.
Si Mingchen took two quick steps, supported his shoulders with concern, and squatted down to check. Just now he noticed that Wen Zhi's trousers had some damage at the knees, they must have been scratched.
"Does it hurt?"
"Director, do you have any medicine for bruises and injuries?"
The assistant director quickly contacted the medical team and said to Wen Zhi, "Yes, but you need to go down the mountain first."
Wen Zhi hadn't gotten over the sadness she had just felt. Her eyes were still droopy, with tears secretly hiding in the corners of her eyes.
...
...
He is twenty-seven years old.
It was too embarrassing to cry in front of everyone.
He needs to be more restrained.
Si Mingchen saw that Wen Zhi was silent, so he lowered his head and carefully observed his emotions. After a while, he asked tentatively: "Zhizhi, are you scared?"
Wen Zhi sniffed lightly, holding back the bitterness: "No, I'm fine, as long as you're safe."
Wen Zhi's hands were very cold, so Si Mingchen held them in his hands and rubbed them worriedly to warm them up.
"It's my fault for making you worry."
Hearing this, Wen Zhi raised her sore red eyes, and the tears she had been holding back for a long time fell from both sides and landed on Si Mingchen's wrist. His voice was a little hoarse because of the yelling just now: "You're okay, I'm so glad, I almost thought I would never see you again, I still have so many things to say to you, so many things to do with you. I want to tell you that I like you so much, I love you so much."
Wen Zhi's voice was very low when he uttered the last sentence. It was not because he was trying to hold it back, but because he no longer had the strength.
Seeing Wen Zhi like this, Si Mingchen felt very distressed.
"I like you, too. I love you."
Wen Zhi was a little emotional now, and shook his head desperately: "I'm not okay at all, I lied to you, and I haven't apologized to you yet."
At this moment, Wen Zhi cried like a child.
Si Mingchen felt more and more uncomfortable, holding Wen Zhi's face and wiping away his tears: "It doesn't matter, you can lie to me however you want, I am willing to be lied to by you."
Wen Zhi still felt guilty: "I am just a liar."
After experiencing this kind of thing, Wen Zhi's uneasiness, anxiety and worry were extremely obvious. Si Mingchen kept stroking Wen Zhi's back and helping him adjust his breathing: "Zhizhi, we will be fine in the future, and nothing will happen to me. I will always be with you, right?"
This sentence made Wen Zhi regain some of his rationality. He gently buried his head in Si Mingchen's chest and nodded heavily: "Okay, I promise you."
After this incident, the staff who originally did not know about the relationship between Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi also found out about it.
At this time, the director who was chasing Wen Zhi from behind was panting up the mountain: "Xiao Wen, why...why are you running? I haven't finished talking to you yet!"
The assistant director was confused: "What on earth is going on?"
The director put his hands on his hips and said, "You told me on the phone that our machine was buried under the rubble. Xiao Wen happened to hear it and rushed over here like crazy. No matter how I shouted, he wouldn't listen."
The assistant director finally understood this time and joked, "So Xiao Wen thought something had happened to Mr. Si."
The other staff members laughed in unison.
Wen Zhi felt ashamed and leaned against Si Mingchen, refusing to look up. Si Mingchen held Wen Zhi in his arms, rubbed his head with his hand, and looked at the director with a little seriousness.
The director shut up instantly and said to the staff, "What's so funny? It's my fault for not explaining it clearly to Xiao Wen. I made him worry."
Si Mingchen continued to hug Wen Zhi: "Shall we go down the mountain? It's dangerous here." Wen Zhi secretly glanced at the people around him, then took Si Mingchen's hand and left.
When going down the mountain, Si Mingchen did not let Wen Zhi walk by himself, but carried him on his back, found the safest way, and went down the mountain steadily.
Wen Zhi put his arms around Si Mingchen's neck, still feeling frightened. He found that Si Mingchen's coat was stained with sand and stones, most likely caused by the landslide.
Putting his chin on the crook of Simingchen's neck, Wen Zhi nuzzled it and asked, "What happened to this accident?"
"When we were working, the production crew sounded the alarm, saying that the hill next door had collapsed and some equipment such as cameras had been lost, so they asked us to evacuate immediately."
Wen Zhi: “So that’s how it is.”
Simingchen: "You thought I was buried down there."
Wen Zhi lowered his eyes: "Well, I thought you were dead, and I became a widower. I spent your inheritance on wine and women and found nine super handsome men."
Si Mingchen raised his eyebrows: "Hearing you put it that way, it seems not bad?"
Wen Zhi hummed: "Well, it's not bad."
Si Mingchen hugged Wen Zhi's legs tightly and did not mention Wen Zhi's crying and wailing just now.
Wen Zhi loves him, and it is enough for him to know it.
It’s okay to let Wen Zhi satisfy his craving for pleasure from time to time.
"Si Mingchen, I still don't know your legacy - I'm wrong, the status of your assets. If something unexpected happens to you one day, how much money can you leave for me?"
Si Mingchen smiled and said, "All for you."
These three words made Wen Zhi's heart skip a beat.
Since Si Mingchen's grandfather passed away the year before last, Si Mingchen has no family members.
He leaned over Simingchen's back and suddenly said, "I don't want it."
Si Mingchen was a little surprised: "If the little money-grubber doesn't want money, then what does he want?"
Wen Zhi thought for a moment: "Suicide for love."
Si Mingchen said seriously: "Don't make trouble."
Having just survived a disaster, Wen Zhi didn't want to discuss such a depressing topic.
"Stop making trouble. Let's all live well, live to be a hundred years old, and enjoy more happiness."
Si Mingchen raised his lips: "Okay, I'll listen to Zhizhi."
At night, Wen Zhi, who was still frightened, did not go mushroom picking with everyone else. Chen Zheng, He Jones and others who witnessed Wen Zhi's burst into tears did not tell anyone else about it. The comments in the barrage remained the same, and no one knew about Wen Zhi’s rather embarrassing blunder.
In the tent, Si Mingchen cooked porridge for Wen Zhi and fed him mouthful by mouthful. Wen Zhi's heart was on a roller coaster ride today. His body had a special reaction and he had a slight fever.
He huddled in the quilt, with only his head sticking out as he looked at Si Mingchen. On the surface, he looked gentle and well-behaved, but secretly he was rubbing Little Watermelon's ears under the quilt.
Their tent is very high-end, with a skylight through which you can see the night view outside.
When Wen Zhi looked up, he discovered that today was the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. The moon was very round and there was not a trace of impurities in the sky.
Wen Zhi's eyes are very beautiful, they are standard peach blossom eyes, especially when she smiles, there seems to be starlight in them.
He turned his head and stared at Si Mingchen, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at him.
Simingchen asked as he fed him, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
Wen Zhi hugged Little Watermelon and said, "You are handsome, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen in love with you at first sight and never forgotten you."
Si Mingchen said jokingly, "Yeah, so I have to stay this handsome forever."
Soon, the bowl of porridge was finished.
Si Mingchen went out to wash the dishes.
When he came back, he found that Wen Zhi was no longer in the room.
Si Mingchen paused, then quickly ran out of the tent, calling Wen Zhi's name.
"Si Mingchen, I'm here."
Wen Zhi was wearing a thick coat and sitting on a huge rock in front of the camp, looking at the stars.
Simingchen ran over: "Next time, tell me in advance, I thought you--"
"What do you think I am?" Wen Zhi interrupted.
Si Mingchen tapped Wen Zhi's forehead with his finger: "I thought you ran away."
Wen Zhi wrapped himself in his coat: "I won't run away. I finally get to be with you. Only a fool would run away."
Si Mingchen felt that Wen Zhi's words were full of meaning, and sat next to him: "Why did you suddenly run out?"
Wen Zhi looked at the exceptionally bright night sky tonight and said, "I suddenly want to look at the stars."
Si Mingchen held him in his arms: "Let's watch it together."
Wen Zhi leaned on Simingchen's shoulder and murmured to himself: "Today's stars are very beautiful, just like the stars on our wedding night, and the moon next to them is also very round."
Si Mingchen turned his head slowly: "Zhizhi."
Wen Zhi's voice was a little choked up: "I'm sorry, Si Mingchen, I actually recovered my memory a long time ago."
After saying this, he lowered his head slightly, as if accepting Si Mingchen's judgment. He has hidden this from Si Mingchen for so long, Si Mingchen must be angry.
Si Mingchen took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped away his tears, and looked at him seriously: "Zhizhi, I know about this."
Wen Zhi was stunned and struggled to get up: "You know?"
Simingchen: “Yeah.”
Wen Zhi: "When did you know?"
Si Mingchen: "Not long after you recovered your memory."
Wen Zhi clenched his fists and grasped the hard rock wall, feeling extremely nervous: "The day I confronted Sang Qi was not the first day I recovered my memory."
Simingchen: "Yeah, I know."
"You know all this?" Wen Zhi was panicked. It seemed that Si Mingchen had already seen through the tricks he played after regaining his memory. He even knew that he wanted to act crazy to destroy the divorce agreement.
He clutched his coat and sighed softly, "I knew you had a keen eye. Nothing can be hidden from you."
"If I really had a pair of eyes, I would have known that you have loved me for many years. I wouldn't have been unable to see it after four years of marriage." Si Mingchen's tone was filled with strong self-blame and guilt: "I certainly wouldn't have let you suffer so much."
Speaking of this, Wen Zhi clutched her coat tighter, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.
"This matter is not entirely your fault. I am also responsible. But most of the responsibility lies with that bastard Sang Qi. If it weren't for him, how could we have been separated for soy sauce for so many years? Maybe the child has learned to be a bystander."
Si Mingchen shook his head gently: "Although the responsibility lies with Sang Qi, I also have problems. If I had asked you earlier, we might not have missed each other for so many years."
Wen Zhi lowered his eyes: "I was wrong too. If I had asked you whether you liked Jiang Chengshu before deciding to divorce, we might not have reached the point of divorce. When I saw Jiang Chengshu in your circle of friends that day, I was particularly jealous of him. In addition, my father had been targeting you at that time, so I filed for a divorce with you."
"Are you planning on attacking me?" Si Mingchen asked.
"Yes, these are the two projects I reminded you to be careful of. My father has always wanted to tamper with them."
Speaking of Wen Qishan, Wen Zhi sighed slightly.
Si Mingchen: "So, if it wasn't because of Jiang Chengshu's return to China and your father's matter, you wouldn't have filed for a divorce from me?"
Wen Zhi hung his head: "Of course not, although I thought you didn't love me, but I know how good you are to me. Lao Gong is handsome and rich, why would I take the initiative to leave. I thought about it before we got married. Unless you cheat on me one day, I will rely on you."
Si Mingchen's smile was filled with complexity and relief, and he took Wen Zhi's hand again: "When you blocked me, did you misunderstand that I liked Jiang Chengshu?"
"Yeah." Wen Zhi's voice was very dull: "You and Jiang Chengshu have been childhood sweethearts, and he is multi-talented, so it's normal for you to like him."
Si Mingchen: "Do I have to like him just because he is multi-talented? There are so many outstanding people in the world, but I only like Wen Zhi, who climbed over the wall to come to school on New Year's Eve and brought me a big pot of dumplings."
Wen Zhi smiled and said, "Are the dumplings delicious?"
Simingchen: "Yeah, delicious."
Wen Zhi leaned her head back into Si Mingchen's arms and gently closed her eyes: "Si Mingchen, I really like you very much. During the four years of marriage with you, although we had secrets to hide from each other, I still felt happy. Although I always complained that marriage was like a stagnant pool of water, I still remember all the good things you did for me. I haven't forgotten them at all."
Si Ming tapped his forehead and said, "You only know how to say sweet words. When you asked for a divorce from me, your resolute attitude made me despair."
Wen Zhi: "Didn't I make room for your beloved Bai Yueguang? How self-aware am I?"
Si Mingchen teased him: "Wen Zhizhi has grown up and for the first time she has learned to be self-aware, but she used it in the wrong place?"
Wen Zhi glared at him and started to scold him without paying any attention: "Who told you to go out and drink with Jiang Chengshu? You have no male ethics!"
Si Mingchen raised his eyebrows: "I think your suggestion is very good. How about this, when we have dinner with any male friends in the future, we will report each other's whereabouts, okay?"
Wen Zhi thought for a moment and rejected Si Mingchen's proposal.
He saw it.
Si Mingchen wanted to take the opportunity to find out about his freedom and prevent him from having dinner and socializing with handsome guys.
The two chatted for a long time that night, and many misunderstandings that had accumulated in their lives were slowly resolved.
Finally, Wen Zhi told Si Mingchen many interesting stories from college and also told him the story behind the trip to France.
For example, how Wen Zhi bribed his aunt to help him give the one thousand euros to Si Mingchen.
For example, how did Wen Zhi, who had never been abroad alone, take a cruise to Europe after his flight was delayed?
After hearing this, Si Mingchen was very scared. I am extremely grateful that Wen Zhi was lucky enough and did not meet any bad guys along the way.
Wen Zhi didn't take it seriously, especially when he talked about how he vomited to death on the cruise ship, his tone was quite proud. He had no idea that the place where he was staying was very dangerous and he might be hurt by criminals with illegal guns.
At the end, Si Mingchen reminded him: "When you go abroad in the future, you can't go alone. Even if your agent accompanies you, you must always follow them."
Wen Zhi said sleepily: "Okay."
In the end, Wen Zhi fell asleep in Si Mingchen's arms with his head drooped, completely defenseless.
Si Mingchen kissed the corner of his lips, feeling an unprecedented sense of security and satisfaction in his heart. He held Wen Zhi in the tent and never let go. Even though the camera could see their movements more clearly, he still didn't let go.
The next day, the production team returned with all the guests to start the finale night of "True or Fake Couple".
The finale night is divided into two units, one is the true confession unit, and the other is the truth revealing unit.
Although the program team is always committed to finding the only real couple, they are also a dating variety show and can also help some fake CP couples.
Therefore, in the first unit, the program team provides each group of guests with an opportunity to express their true feelings, allowing them to put what they want to say to each other in the heart-warming mailbox.
Each person needs to write three letters to the other person. If the other person wants to see the heart-warming letters they received, they need to complete the corresponding challenge items.
Of course, if there is no affection between the two fake couples, they can also write words of rejection or blessing.
When the director finished explaining the rules, all the netizens who were watching the show were completely excited.
[Ahhh, so it seems likely that Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen will officially announce their relationship on the show? ］
[Very good, the program team has mastered the traffic password. ］
[If Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi really get together through the program team, the program team can also be considered as matchmakers. ］
[very nice! This will also be an explanation to all the viewers, and the story will not end in such an unclear way. ］
[Waiting for Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen to make their relationship public. ］
After listening to the introduction of the program team, the four groups of guests were taken to a private room by the staff and started writing letters.
When it comes to writing a letter, you can choose to write it or not.
Like Chen Zheng and Sheng Bai, it was already a foregone conclusion that they were a fake couple, but out of professionalism, they still decided to pretend and see it through to the end.
As a screen couple, Zhou Chongen and Lu Haoxing also have to create enough hype to promote the TV series.
Therefore, the love letters that Zhou Chongen and Lu Haoxing wrote to each other were rather ambiguous, giving the audience and CP fans endless reverie.
Although this was not the first time Wen Zhi wrote a letter to Si Mingchen, it was the first time Si Mingchen received one. So Wen Zhi took it very seriously and racked his brains to think of some sweet words.
At this time, a staff member from the program team stood behind him and quietly handed the task card to Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi took it mysteriously, thinking it was a good job, but after seeing the words clearly, the smile on his lips gradually froze.
On the eve of the finale, he finally saw the true face of the program crew.
They feel uncomfortable if they don't do anything for a day.
The task card actually required him to write down some vague and ambiguous words rejecting Si Mingchen's proposal.
Wen Zhi complained: "I have already rejected Si Mingchen so much, which audience will still vote for us?"
The staff member laughed and said, "We are also using your trick. So far, the votes for the first place are twenty times yours. You have no chance of winning at all."
Wen Zhi didn't like what he heard.
He raised his eyebrows: "Can't we turn the tide? What if we can win?"
The staff shook his head: "The voting entrance will close tomorrow night, and it seems uncertain at the moment."
Wen Zhi began to think about his own safety: "If I write down these rejections, will you clarify it for me in the finale? Tell Simingchen and netizens that I am innocent."
Staff: “Of course we will clarify.”
Wen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine, otherwise Si Mingchen would beat me up."
After finalizing the task, Wen Zhi racked his brains to write his own love letter.
He actually felt a little sorry for Si Mingchen.
I finally received a letter that touched my heart, but it was still an ambiguous rejection.
How sad Siming must be.
Will you cry on the spot?
Wen Zhi leaned his head against the desk, hating himself for being a soft-hearted scumbag.
Whatever the program team says is what it is?
Can't he resist?
After feeling depressed for a long time, Wen Zhi adhered to the idea that when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head, and wrote three rejection letters.
Just like that, half an hour later, three groups of guests gathered.
At present, there are three letters in everyone's mailbox, and everyone is dressed in suits and ties, sitting at a romantic European-style dining table to enjoy a candlelight dinner.
Si Mingchen sat opposite Wen Zhi and poured him a glass of juice: "Zhizhi, what did you write in your letter? I'm looking forward to it."
Wen Zhi whispered: "You'd better not expect it."
Simingchen didn't hear clearly: "Hmm?"
Wen Zhi smiled and said, "You'll know when the time comes."
Si Mingchen thought Wen Zhi had prepared some surprise for him, and smiled faintly: "Okay, I'll wait."
This candlelight dinner was obviously carefully arranged by the production team. The chandeliers and champagne roses on the table were very suitable for this night. The scent of the incense was rose mixed with a hint of sage.
Soon, the program team announced the first task: Please drink the three cups of bitter melon juice in front of you, then you can unlock the heart-warming letter.
Wen Zhi was very sensitive to bitter things, and when he was a child, adults had to do everything they could to coax him before he could take medicine. Although he is no longer a child, he also wants to say "no" to bitter melon juice.
Xie Jing was the first to drink up the three cups of bitter melon juice. Facing everyone's envious and amazed gazes, he slowly walked to the mailbox and took out a letter.
He Jones's handwriting is very beautiful: Knowing you is the luck of my life.
Xie Jing smiled happily and put the letter away.
The next person to finish drinking the bitter melon juice was Zhou Chongen. Yesterday he received a WeChat message from the TV series production team, reminding him and Lu Haoxing to pay attention to publicity.
In order to perfectly complete the task assigned by the drama crew, Zhou Chongen walked to the mailbox, took out a letter and showed it to everyone.
"Lu Haoxing: Brother, the mushroom soup you made for me is delicious."
Upon hearing this, the other guests started to cheer, and even Wen Zhi looked at the two of them expectantly, feeling very happy.
Si Mingchen showed no interest in others. He silently drank a glass of bitter melon juice and stared at Wen Zhi.
[It’s no wonder that Lu Haoxing and Zhou Chongen have a good CP feeling. ］
[These two people really worked hard to promote "Feng Luan". ］
[That’s right, the sugar is so sweet. ］
[I want to read what Wen Zhi and Mr. Si wrote! hurry up! ］
The one who drank the bitter melon juice this time was Chen Zheng. Although he was reluctant to drink, in order to save Sheng Bai's face, he still pretended to be expectant and took out a letter of love.
Sheng Bai wrote something very corny: Thank you Brother Zheng for taking care of me. My sleeping bag is very warm every day when I sleep.
Chen Zheng touched his head awkwardly and said nothing.
This time, everyone looked at Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen.
They both finished drinking the bitter melon juice at the same time.
Si Mingchen: "I'll go first?"
Wen Zhi dodged his gaze: "Okay."
Si Mingchen walked to the mailbox, picked out a letter at random and gently opened it. Not only the guests on the scene, but all the audience were looking forward to the content of Wen Zhi's confession to Si Mingchen.
But when Si Mingchen finished reading this line, he looked at Wen Zhi with a subtle expression.
At this moment, the photographer cut to a high-definition close-up very tacitly.
On it, Wen Zhi's crooked and large words were very obvious.
[Wen Zhi: If you are willing to let me be the top, I might consider dating you. ］
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