When leaving the campus, Si Mingchen was still thinking about what Wen Zhi said in front of the old tree.
He never believed in gods.
But he believed every word Wen Zhi said.
Wen Zhi wanted to buy some crispy rice cakes from the nearby area, so Si Mingchen walked with him.
On the spring street, two people walking side by side, with outstanding figures and temperament, are very eye-catching.
Holding the rice cake covered with chocolate chips, Wen Zhi took off his mask, put it to his mouth and blew it, then held it up to Si Mingchen.
"Sisi, you eat first."
Si Mingchen took a small bite and said, "It tastes good."
Wen Zhi also took a bite and blew several breaths due to the burn. Just as he was about to leave with Si Mingchen, a strange voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Wen Zhi?"
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...
Wen Zhi turned around and saw the chubby boy in front of him who looked somewhat familiar.
The boy was overjoyed and ran over immediately: "It's really you, big star! I'm Wang Ting, your deskmate!"
Wen Zhi remembered: "It's you, how come you've changed so much? I didn't recognize you."
Wang Ting chuckled: "We ordinary people are not as particular as you. Since I got married, I have been a little indulgent and have gained some weight."
Wen Zhi was very happy and walked up to him and patted his beer belly: "You still need to lose weight. You were so thin in high school."
Si Mingchen glanced at Wen Zhi's hand.
Wang Ting had a very good relationship with Wen Zhi in high school and was Wen Zhi's first friend in the class. When Wen Zhi was in high school, apart from playing with Si Mingchen, he spent most of his time during breaks deciding what to eat for lunch with Wang Ting.
Later, Wen Zhi was admitted to Tsinghua University, and Wang Ting went to another place, and the two had less and less contact.
"This crispy rice cake shop is mine. Let's go in and talk. I'll treat you to as much as you want."
Unable to resist Wang Ting's enthusiasm, Wen Zhi glanced at Si Mingchen and said, "Let's go in together."
Si Mingchen nodded and sat down with them.
Looking at Si Mingchen, Wang Ting spoke to Wen Zhi in a more intriguing tone: "Congratulations, Wen Zhi, you finally got what you wished for."
Wen Zhi had a bad feeling and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wang Ting smiled wickedly: "My wife has been following the variety show True and False Couples, and I watched it a bit too. I didn't expect to see you two. Others may not know, but I know that you are the real couple, right?"
Wen Zhi smiled at Si Mingchen: "How do you know?"
Wang Ting was concerned about Si Mingchen being beside him, so he winked at Wen Zhi: "Your high school notebook is full of someone's name, how could I not know it?"
Si Mingchen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Whose name is that?"
Wang Ting kept it a secret: "That depends on whether Wen Zhirang will let me tell you."
Wen Zhi's earlobes gradually turned red: "Don't say that."
Si Mingchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "It seems that Wen Zhi had a crush on someone in high school, and he didn't tell me."
Wen Zhi couldn't help but tease, and he grabbed Si Mingchen's arm and explained seriously: "No."
Wang Ting smiled: "Anyway, what's written on the notebook is just the three words Si Mingchen."
Wen Zhi started to act arrogant: "Why don't I remember? Which notebook did you write it in? I'll tear it up right away."
Wang Ting didn't give him any face: "It's written in every notebook, just like a stamp."
Si Mingchen laughed softly at this time.
Wen Zhi felt that his behavior in front of Si Mingchen was rather childish, like a fanatical fan of an idol, which was very embarrassing.
He was chewing on the crispy rice cake alone and ignored Si Mingchen and Wang Ting no matter how they teased him.
Before leaving, Si Mingchen nodded to Wang Ting to thank him for his hospitality.
Wang Ting waved his hand and said, "It's just a few crispy rice cakes. Come back next time if you want to eat them. Eat as much as you want."
The twenty or so wooden sticks were quietly placed on the table. Si Mingchen looked at them and took out a card from his wallet: "It's a courtesy. This is our restaurant. Come often when you have time."
Wang Ting glanced at the Black Pearl logo on the card and quickly refused: "How can this be so embarrassing? This is a small shop and it's not worth much."
Wen Zhi: "Take it, the food is delicious, there's no need to distinguish between high and low."
In the end, Wang Ting accepted the card and packed some crispy rice cakes of different flavors for Wen Zhi.
In the car, Simingchen asked, "You ate more than 20 crispy rice cakes. Go back and take some digestive tablets to avoid indigestion."
Wen Zhi held the seat belt tightly and said nothing.
Si Mingchen glanced at him, then looked straight ahead: "Xiao Zhizhi is ignoring me?"
Wen Zhi frowned: "Who is Xiao Zhizhi?"
Si Ming said thoughtfully, "Since Zhizhi is ignoring me, I can't give my ring away for the time being."
"Where is the ring?" Wen Zhi finally stopped pretending to be deep and looked at Si Mingchen eagerly.
Siming was very gloomy and deliberately kept silent.
Si Mingchen was driving, and Wen Zhi didn't dare to disturb him. She could only sit obediently in the passenger seat, staring at Si Mingchen, like a wronged husband-waiting stone.
"The ring is in the right drawer."
Wen Zhi hurriedly opened the drawer and saw two white ring boxes lying quietly inside.
He opened it casually and found the diamond ring in his hand. The inner ring had Si Mingchen's name engraved on it and was smaller than the other one.
The two rings are of the same style. Because it is a men's ring, it is more simple and elegant. But if you look closely, you can find that every part of the ring is decorated with relief paintings made of broken diamonds. The two rings put together tell the story of the god of love.
Wen Zhi couldn't let go of it and caressed it. Instead of putting it on immediately, he put it back on.
Seeing this, Si Mingchen asked, "Don't you like it?"
Wen Zhi shook his head: "You have to wear the ring for me."
Si Mingchen respected his sense of ceremony: "Okay."
In the remaining time, Wen Zhi went to the brand's official website to look for the pair of diamond rings. He carefully read the design inspiration of the rings and couldn't help but admire Jiang Chengshu's talent.
If nothing else, the ring is really nice.
After returning home, Si Mingchen helped Wen Zhi put on the ring. Wen Zhi no longer acted pretentiously and put the incident at the rice cake shop behind him. Wen Zhi is going to record the show tomorrow, and she is reluctant to take off the ring at all. But as soon as he told Qingwan about this idea, Qingwan immediately criticized him for being in love.
Seeing that Wen Zhi was frustrated, Si Mingchen comforted him: "It's okay, we can wear it after the show is over."
The novelty of the ring had not yet worn off, so naturally, I was unwilling to wait another month. He found a necklace, strung the ring on it and put it on. Pair this with a high-necked dress and others won’t be able to see anything.
The next day, the two flew south to continue recording.
The recording rules this time are the same as before, and even the cash reward Wen Zhi received can still be used.
Although the recording location has changed, the format remains the same. When the guests arrived at the small town in the south, a day of activities began, followed by voting, and floors were allocated according to the number of votes.
In the luxurious wooden inn, Wen Zhi quietly walked to the fourth floor, and after seeing the environment inside, he was completely greedy.
He and Si Mingchen had never enjoyed the highest standard of accommodation, so he didn't know if it would be possible this time.
After looking at the fourth floor, Wen Zhi quietly came to the first floor. He found that the program crew was even more excessive this time than before. The difference between the residences on each floor could almost be said to be a world of difference.
The bedroom on the first floor not only does not have an ordinary bed, it doesn't even have a kang. It is just a temporary sleeping place made of stones.
Wen Zhi took a deep breath and thought that it would be miserable for him and Si Mingchen if they lived here for a week. Although he would accept living in a pigsty as long as he could live with his Sisi, he would also be very willing to live in a better place.
The live broadcast room is extremely lively at this moment. Only one week after the variety show, the relationship between Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi has become a hot topic, making the audience look forward to it.
This recording also marked the first time that Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen appeared in the same frame after the dinner and date scandal.
When Wen Zhi was about to go downstairs to tell Si Mingchen the information upstairs, he was suddenly stopped by a masked man in black, who handed him a task card.
The task card shows: Let the other party confess in person and say "I love you", then you win and can get an extra 500,000 votes. (This task can only be known by the person himself. If others know the task, it will be considered a failure.)
Wen Zhi excitedly stopped the man in black and said, "Really? If I complete the task, you will reward me with 500,000 votes?"
The man in black nodded: "Come on."
When Wen Zhi went downstairs, all the guests were already seated. Sang Qi and Jiang Xingnan held hands and greeted Wen Zhi: "Xiao Zhi, good morning."
Wen Zhi just nodded slightly, walked to Si Mingchen and sat down, and began to think about how to complete the task.
He felt that since he could receive the task, others might also have it, so with the same increase of 500,000 votes, they did not have a big advantage.
But if they didn't raise the vote, the consequences would be dire.
The camera has been turned on, and the director team has handed over today's task to everyone. Rather than a mission, it is more like ordinary leisure and entertainment.
After each person receives 100 yuan in cash, they can freely choose the meeting place and just come back to gather before dark.
After Wen Zhi got the money and explained the above situation to Si Mingchen, he also reminded them that they must not get last place.
Si Mingchen nodded: "Okay." Then he began to choose their date place.
There are four dating venues in total, including boating on the lake, tea tasting and scenery viewing, lotus pastry making and Pingtan singing.
"Where do you want to go?" Si Mingchen asked Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi: "Let's go listen to Pingtan."
Si Mingchen nodded, took Wen Zhi's hand and prepared to leave.
At this time, Sang Qi called them: "Mingchen, Xiaozhi, where are you going?"
Simingchen asked back: "What about you guys?"
Sang Qi: "I haven't thought about it yet, why don't we go together?"
Jiang Xingnan held Sang Qi's hand, looking a little lost. He didn't want to get together with Wen Zhi and the others, he just wanted to be alone with Sang Qi.
"Brother Sang Qi, I want to taste the lotus crisps, can we go together?"
Sang Qi pretended not to hear clearly and suggested: "Xiao Zhi and the others seem to want to go listen to Pingtan, let's go together."
Jiang Xingnan didn't say anything this time and lowered his eyes.
[What’s wrong with Sang Qi? He keeps chasing after Mr. Si and Wen Wen. ］
[Shit, I have a ridiculous idea! I don’t think Sang Qi likes President Si! I always feel that the way he looks at Mr. Si is unusual, as if he is filled with some kind of unwillingness. ］
[No way, no way, is Sang Qi really so upset? ］
[Actor Jiang is so miserable, his boyfriend actually has a crush on his girlfriend. ］
[Is it possible... that Sang Qi likes Wen Zhi...]
On the way, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen almost ignored Sang Qi. When they passed by water, Wen Zhi used his money ability and sailed on the lake with Si Mingchen in a small boat.
Others only have 200 yuan, but Wen Zhi is now a small rich man, and all his savings add up to 1,000 yuan.
"Uncle, we want the most expensive tea."
Looking at Sang Qi on the shore from afar, Wen Zhi felt inexplicably comfortable and began to show off.
The boat they took was relatively large and luxurious, costing 200 yuan per trip.
The old man asked, "The most expensive one is 200 taels. I'll make you a pot of tea."
Wen Zhi was startled, and put away the wallet and put it in his pocket: "20 yuan per tael will be fine, thank you."
Si Mingchen supported himself on the tea table with his arms, quietly observing the changes in Wen Zhi's expression, and then poured Wen Zhi a cup of the hot tea that had just been served.
Wen Zhi smelled it and it smelled delicious: "Sisi, try it. If you don't like it, we'll buy more."
Si Mingchen took a bite and said, "It smells delicious."
[I feel that the way President Si looks at Wen Zhi is a little different now. There is a bit of doting in him, like a doting president. ］
[Mr. Si, are you used to drinking tea that costs 20 yuan per ounce? ］
[Wenwen is so stingy. He has so much money, but he still orders a pot of tea for Mr. Si for 40 yuan. ］
[Sisters, I just came out from Sang Qi and Jiang Xingnan's place. How should I put it? The way they get along is really not sweet at all. It's completely different from Wen Zhisi and Mingchen. ］
When we arrived at the small restaurant where we were going to listen to Pingtan, it had already been booked by the program crew and was very quiet.
Wen Zhi did not forget his mission and was looking for an opportunity to make Si Mingchen confess his feelings.
In fact, it was not until now that he realized that the difficulty of this task was hellish. After spending some time with Si Mingchen, he has already figured out Si Mingchen's character. It is almost impossible to get Si Mingchen to say "I love you" on his own initiative.
So Wen Zhi kept using his clever little head to think of solutions.
The set meals in the restaurant include expensive and cheap ones. The cheapest package does not include any tea or snacks and only includes the ticket price, which is 90 yuan.
The more advanced set meal, which comes with a variety of Su's snacks, is 180 yuan.
Si Mingchen knew that Wen Zhi was a foodie, and he also saw that he was worried about spending money, so he suggested: "Let's order a 90 yuan set meal and a 180 yuan set meal, and eat the dim sum together."
Wen Zhi nodded immediately to show his agreement.
Suzhou's Pingtan is very famous, and listening to it live is a kind of folk baptism and enjoyment.
Before the actors came on stage, Wen Zhi went to the bathroom and squatted for a long time. When he came back, the second actor had already sung halfway.
Seeing that the six small plates of exquisite snacks had not been touched at all, Wen Zhi asked Si Mingchen: "Why don't you eat?"
Si Mingchen: "Wait for you."
Wen Zhi smiled: "There are so many, no need to wait for me."
Si Mingchen said nothing and took Wen Zhi's hand.
"I thought you fell into the toilet."
Wen Zhi laughed silly: "I ate too much on the plane."
While chatting, Wen Zhi suddenly sighed: "Si Si, listen to how well she sings."
Simingchen: “Yeah.”
Wen Zhi forced herself to be sentimental: "I really yearn for the love in this Pingtan. When the hero and heroine confessed their love, I was so moved."
Si Mingchen didn't quite understand: "This Pingtan is about praising the beautiful scenery. What are you talking about?"
Wen Zhi slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I'm talking about the previous song."
Si Mingchen didn't say anything this time.
The previous song was "Chai Tou Feng".
It's a tragedy.
Are you so yearning for it?
Wen Zhi quietly leaned her head on Si Mingchen's shoulder and suddenly became sentimental: "Love is like quicksand, but if I can hear someone say "I love you" to me with my own ears, it would be worth dying for. ”
Si Mingchen paused, not understanding why Wen Zhi was so sad today.
[Emm, what happened to Wen Zhi? Did he get the wrong script? ］
[Wen Zhi’s acting is a bit poor, hahaha. ］
[Is Wen Zhi hinting that Mr. Si should confess his feelings to him? ］
[No way, do you think Mr. Si is the kind of person who can say "I love you"? ］
At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open.
Sang Qi was followed by Jiang Xingnan, and the two came in together.
Wen Zhi turned around and looked at Sang Qi, muttering impatiently, "Light bulb."
Sang Qi and Jiang Xingnan didn't have much money, but Sang Qi's team also received a share of the reward last time, so they also ordered a premium set meal and an entry-level set meal like Wen Zhi.
Two tea tables have been placed in front of the Pingtan stage. Sang Qi savored the snacks and listened to the actors singing with great interest.
Jiang Xingnan took two sips of tea and listened quietly.
"Xiaozhi, do you like listening to Pingtan?" Sang Qi suddenly asked.
Wen Zhi leaned on Simingchen's shoulder and replied politely: "Of course I like to sit here."
Sang Qi didn't expect Wen Zhi to suddenly speak with a sarcastic tone. He frowned and smiled, "This Liuxinsu tastes good. Try it."
Wen Zhi refused: "I have some here, you and Xingnan can eat together."
Wen Zhi's repeated cold attitude made Sang Qi very strange. He had already explained the last incident to Wen Zhi, and Wen Zhi didn't seem to blame him. Why was Wen Zhi so impatient with him when they met today?
[I give in. Is Sang Qi’s boyfriend Wen Zhi or Jiang Xingnan? ］
[Sang Qi, you don’t like Xingnan being given to me, okay? ］
[I now have some doubts about the possibility that these two are a couple. How can someone treat their boyfriend like this? ］
[You always say that Mr. Si and Wen Zhi are a fake couple, but Mr. Si treats Wen Zhi very well and respectfully. It seems like you have never flirted with anyone? ］
[I hate Sang Qi so much. He gives me the feeling of a cynical rich second-generation who has no respect for others at all. ］
[Please, Xingnan didn’t even taste any of the snack and let Sang Qi eat it all. ］
[Sang Qi is so disgusting. He is so self-centered. I want to throw up. ］
[Si Mingchen has only eaten a small bite of the dessert so far, which was left by Wen Zhi. There is a huge difference between the two. ］
Before they knew it, the five Pingtan performers had finished singing and it was now intermission time.
While the tea was being served, Wen Zhi made an excuse to go to the bathroom and disappeared again.
Sang Qi glanced at Si Mingchen and said with a smile, "I remember that Wen Zhi liked to listen to Pingtan when he was a child. I didn't expect that he still kept this hobby when he grew up."
Si Mingchen said calmly: "Why don't you say that he loved eating rice when he was a child, and he still loves it now, and he always keeps this hobby."
The atmosphere between the two was so subtle that even the director team outside the camera felt nervous.
Sang Qi raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Jiang Xingnan gently pulled Sang Qi's hand and said, "Brother Sang Qi, I want to make lotus cakes. We still have some time."
Sang Qi frowned with impatience: "That thing is so greasy, how to make it? It takes a lot of time and tastes bad. Let's just watch the Pingtan here."
Jiang Xingnan let go of Sang Qi, his face clearly showing sadness.
At this time, the melodious and pleasant sound of the pipa was heard again, and the actors who walked out on the stage surprised the audience and netizens.
The plain white robe hung at her feet, outlining her slender waist. Wen Zhi was holding a folding fan with an elegant posture, walking on the stage in a very professional manner to the rhythm of the pipa.
The spotless robe made Wen Zhi look very clean. The young man on the stage had lively pupils and a bamboo-like figure. Even the dusk could not bear to leave any spots on his body.
Wen Zhi's voice is very clean, just like that of a young man in his early twenties, warm and clear.
This was a song his mother often sang to him when he was a child. He was very familiar with the lyrics and was not worried about singing out of tune.
Besides, he knew how to play the harp and was quite proficient in music, so this kind of thing was not difficult for him.
When he sang Pingtan, his voice had a touch of ancient Suzhou charm, and his every frown and smile, along with the movement of his hands, were all directed towards Si Mingchen.
His lyrics come from a classic song "Mu Si Qing", which expresses the author's beautiful vision of love and admiration for his sweetheart.
When the lyrics mentioned "Ji Liu Lang", Wen Zhi secretly changed it to "Ji Si Lang".
This little joke made the actors behind him couldn't help laughing.
Wen Zhi was worried that Si Mingchen didn't hear it, so he quietly moved the fan away and peeked over.
But in just two seconds, his little movement was quickly captured by Si Mingchen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Si Mingchen had heard Pingtan sung by national treasure-level masters, but the only time his heart was deeply moved from beginning to end was this time by Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi had so many little movements, so subtle that every expression of his made his heart beat fast.
All the old masters in the teahouse came out to admire it.
In fact, Wen Zhi’s singing skills were not very superb, but what was rare was that he dared to try Pingtan, which he had never done before, and he could sing this song to his "lover" without any shame.
Wen Zhi was already halfway through singing.
Although he is quite thick-skinned, he is actually quite embarrassed about adapting this song.
But there was no other way. He could not think of any other way except to complete the task in this way.
Si Mingchen must know what he means.
There was already wailing in the barrage.
[I admit, I’m going to become a fan. ］
[Wen Zhi is so cute! I like him so much! ］
[Is he confessing his feelings to Mr. Si? ］
[Yes, Mr. Si is his lover. ］
[Oh my god, Wen Zhi is so suitable for the role of a naive nobleman in the Republic of China. I beg him to act in a drama set in the Republic of China. ］
[Next time someone asks me whether Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi are real or fake, I will say it is real even if my mouth is covered! ］
The sound of the pipa gradually stopped, and Wen Zhi finished singing a song, ending perfectly.
Seeing Jiang Xingnan clapping, Sang Qi put on a strange smile and clapped his hands twice.
From beginning to end, Wen Zhi didn't even look at him.
There is only Si Mingchen in his eyes.
Sang Qi didn't understand what was so good about Si Mingchen that could make Wen Zhi think that she was rejected by Si Mingchen and still miss him so much that she even ran away abroad to see Si Mingchen.
This friendship is truly deep and profound.
But, so what?
Isn't it still six years of separation and four years of unhappy marriage?
The applause stopped.
Wen Zhi, who had finished her performance, did not leave. Instead, she looked at Si Mingchen shyly and said the words she had prepared for a long time.
"When I was a kid, I loved watching various operas with my mother. One of them was called Night of the Vine, which I performed with my classmates when I was in high school."
When Sang Qi heard the name of the opera, his face changed instantly.
"There is a line in the opera that I still remember. Now, I want to give it to Sisi. "From the first moment I saw you, I knew the temperature of the night. If you love me, I am willing to be your vine and stay with you forever. If you don't love me, I will lie in the soil, watch you become a towering tree, and send you flying.""
Si Mingchen's fingers trembled slightly and his eyes were deep in surprise.
These words were the confession that Wen Zhi made to Sang Qi that he heard outside the auditorium that year.
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