Chapter 9 Human Hearts: Yellow Yellow vs. Live Streaming Accident...
After receiving Lu Huaijin's tacit approval, Du Ruopu's lowered gaze revealed a hint of nostalgia, as if he were lost in very beautiful memories of the past. He couldn't help but sigh softly, "It's so good. Bao'er and I also fell in love at first sight."
Unexpectedly, Shu Bao'er let out a dismissive sneer, showing no regard for her lover's feelings: "It's you who's dealing with me, not me with you. Next time, remember to finish your sentence so people don't misunderstand."
Du Ruopu's beautiful memories were abruptly shattered. He didn't make any excuses, but just smiled apologetically at Wen Yinhe and the others. Even the most oblivious person could see the loneliness in his eyes, except for his lover of more than ten years.
This caused even the usually gentle Wen Yinhe to furrow his brow slightly, not to mention the hot-tempered viewers in the live chat.
He didn't quite understand why they should stay together if they really disliked each other.
If you have to trade your dignity for love, is that love really worth it?
The comments hit the nail on the head:
[Actually, it's just a habit. You've gotten used to this person's unconditional devotion, and you've gotten used to giving unconditionally to someone else. It's like you've fallen into a numb balance, and neither of you will actively break it. This is probably a common state in marriage.]
The story may end, but the game must continue.
The perfect performance of Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin raised the audience's expectations to the max, but the performances of the following couples were less than satisfactory.
Although Du Ruopu answered a few questions incorrectly, he managed to make it to the end without any major incidents.
Shu Bao'er didn't even answer the first few easy questions correctly, let alone the later questions that required time to observe and get to know the details, such as "the little actions your lover makes when anxious," "what your lover likes to do when sad," and "your lover's favorite city." Before long, he fell into the water.
The comments section also felt it was a bit outrageous:
[Didn't they say they'd been dating for over ten years? And this is it???]
Is it really normal to not even be able to say what your partner likes to eat...?
I think this is very true. My dad can't say what my mom likes to eat because he doesn't usually cook, so he doesn't care. But it doesn't necessarily mean their relationship is bad.
Jiang Hengchuan's rapid fall was expected, after all, he didn't seem like the kind of person who cared deeply for his lover.
Surprisingly, Taumiller persisted for quite a while.
Although in the end he had to stand on tiptoe against the wall to barely keep his balance, his accuracy rate was still relatively high compared to the previous few.
But as soon as he climbed out of the water, he immediately threw himself into Jiang Hengchuan's arms, crying pitifully, "Husband, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not performing well and making our score fall behind."
Jiang Hengchuan initially felt embarrassed because he fell into the water so quickly, but when he saw Tao Miller take the blame himself, his expression immediately improved, and he put on a magnanimous look: "It's okay, I'm not such a petty person. Baby didn't do it on purpose. It's just that the program team's questions were too tricky."
[You're incredibly shameless, and you're really generous (covers nose)]
[I'm laughing so hard. If by "tricky" you mean you can't even answer your own baby's birthday, then I'm speechless.]
[Tsk, this little green tea bitch is something else. Could she actually be sincere?]
Xiao Ye and Zheng Shuming were the last to go on stage.
Surprisingly, Xiao Ye, who seemed aloof and arrogant, knew all the little details about Zheng Shuming, while Zheng Shuming, who appeared affectionate, didn't even know Xiao Ye's shoe size.
Although neither of them ended up in the water, Xiao Ye's face was visibly sour when he came down. When his lover tried to approach him and hold his hand, he ruthlessly shook her off.
Zheng Shuming wore an awkward, bitter smile. His eyes, filled with guilt and regret, stared at Xiao Ye's retreating figure, as if he had something unspeakable to say and had clearly already come up with a solution.
[I see, so the young master is all talk and no action.]
Who still remembers the devoted, romantic persona that the academic genius constantly marketed online? It's nowhere near as good as an award-winning actor...
[Hahahaha! It's time for that ever-popular "love-chasing-to-the-cremation" segment again!]
Lu Huaijin noticed that Wen Yinhe had been quietly watching Xiao Ye and the others, and couldn't help but nudge him with his elbow, asking, "What are you looking at so intently?"
Wen Yinhe blinked, his gaze slowly shifting back to his lover's face, his clear eyes devoid of any impurity or gloom: "That Mr. Zheng's acting was quite good."
Lu Huaijin: "Hmm?"
Wen Yinhe's pure eyes shone with an unusual brilliance, their color as black as ink, as if they could draw people in: "That expression just now was really good. After the show airs, can I ask the director for a direct shot? I won't share it, I just want to take it back and study it."
At first, Lu Huaijin thought he was joking and chuckled to himself for a while. But then he saw Wen Yinhe looking at him blankly but patiently and quietly, and his smile faltered slightly. A ridiculous thought suddenly popped into his head: "Wait a minute, are you serious?"
Wen Yinhe's gaze remained gentle and pure throughout: "Yes, what's wrong?"
Lu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he had touched on yet. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down in suppressed emotion, as if he were swallowing some kind of burning desire. His deliberately lowered voice was hoarse, burned by the slowly rising emotions: "Baby, how can you be so cute?"
Wen Yinhe's ears burned, and a blush rose to his face, quickly spreading to his neck like ripples on the water in spring. It was incredibly embarrassing to look at, but his eyes showed no weakness. Instead, he met Lu Huaijin's affectionate gaze with doting and indulgent eyes, accepting his lover's aggressive desires without reservation.
[Ugh! So annoying! Why are those two whispering to each other again? When I have money, I'm definitely getting a new phone that I can actually hear the sounds of! It's not worth fixing!]
[What did I just miss? Why did the atmosphere between the movie star and CEO Lu suddenly become so...?]
[What the heck? One eye contact and I'm blushing! I'm the goddess of war who can watch Gao Huang on the subway without batting an eye, damn it!]
[Where's Tianyin? Tianyin, come quick! If you don't speak up, your livestream is going to get banned!]
【What's going on? Is someone using eye contact to discipline you? (Human heart is yellow)】
Perhaps hearing the groans from the live stream, a divine voice rang out just in time, managing to stop the escalating tension between Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin:
"The first icebreaker game has officially ended! Now, let's announce the rankings. Based on a combination of your speed in falling into the water and your speed in answering questions, the current rankings are: first place goes to Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin; second place to Xiao Ye and Zheng Shuming; third place to Du Ruopu and Shu Baoer; and fourth place to Jiang Hengchuan and Tao Miller. Are you all satisfied with your and your loved ones' rankings? Let's all applaud your and your loved ones' wonderful performances in the first game!"
"After the first test of sincerity, I believe everyone has gained a better understanding of their loved ones and the guests around them. Now, you can go back to your rooms to rest for a while. The staff is preparing a delicious and satisfying lunch for you. You are free to use the rest of the time today."
"It's important to remind everyone that the live stream inside the villa is running 24/7, so even outside of game time, there might still be viewers watching. Of course, if you really can't wait for the show to end, Ali welcomes you to express your opinions anytime, anywhere!"
"Finally, a new game awaits you all tomorrow morning at nine o'clock. See you there!"
[Let me translate for you: The live stream is running 24/7, but you all have to stay on this island for the full 12 seasons. You can decide for yourselves whether you want to argue, fight, or even get a divorce. You'd better do it now.]
[Hilarious! The show's producers just came up with the nickname "A-Li" themselves, and it's so cute and charming!]
[Ahhh, the first episode is over so fast! I haven't had enough! Anyway, I'm not going to stop streaming; I'm going to stay here and watch!]
After Tianyin announced the end of the game, another group of people left quickly, but many people still stayed in the live stream room, reluctant to leave.
The first game was like an appetizer for the guests, and the traps set weren't too big.
Even so, the rift had already opened, and the expressions of the several couples varied. Xiao Ye and Shu Bao'er, who did not hide their expressions, directly wrote their displeasure on their faces, making the atmosphere somewhat strange.
Of course, except for one particular couple...
After saying goodbye to everyone, Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin returned to their own rooms. Their steps were steady and calm, and they seemed no different from usual.
However, the moment the door closed, Lu Huaijin, who had stepped into the room first, hugged Wen Yinhe tightly from behind.
Wen Yinhe's waist and abdominal muscles were clearly defined, a result of regular exercise. However, they were tense at this moment because of his lover's unrestrained hands, and felt like hot stones being roasted over a fire.
He took two heavy breaths, his blood almost boiling instantly from his lover's teasing.
Lu Huaijin's deep, magnetic laughter, carrying a familiar, dazzlingly sweet scent, poured onto the back of Wen Yinhe's neck, easily igniting the most fervent fighting spirit in the heart of this grown man.
Wen Yinhe's lowered eyelashes trembled, and he turned his head to kiss his lover's sharp and smooth jawline, chuckling softly, "President Lu, it seems our positions are reversed."
After saying that, Wen Yinhe gripped Lu Huaijin's hands tightly, suddenly spun around, and slammed him heavily against the cold wall.
His imposing manner was quite frightening, as if he wanted to devour the person on the spot, but his elbow was extremely gentle, blocking Lu Huaijin's back and the wall. His broad and warm palm supported the back of Lu Huaijin's head, and he even subconsciously rubbed his lover's fluffy hair.
This posture instantly brought the two people to their furthest distance.
Their noses bumped together, and Wen Yinhe took the opportunity to peck Lu Huaijin's lips, affectionately nuzzling his lover's nose.
His hot breath caused his usually gentle voice to crack slightly, but the words that came out were as tender and considerate as ever: "How are you? Did you hit your head?"
Lu Huaijin felt both helpless and touched. He forcefully pulled Wen Yinhe's hand, which was playing with his hair, off, clenched his fingers, and made Wen Yinhe's hand grip his shirt collar tightly before suddenly tearing it away.
Her delicate and beautiful collarbone was boldly exposed, already flushed red.
The man's hoarse voice, like a rough hand crushing against the eardrum, carried a primal, unadorned sensuality: "If you want to be a beast, don't retain the kindness of a cub."
In response to Lu Huaijin, however, came a series of delicate and warm kisses from his lover on his collarbone.
Wen Yinhe used his lips and tongue to trace the man's fragile neck inch by inch, while a hot hand below gripped the man's lean waist, kneading it gently with the rhythm of the kisses, wantonly wrinkling Lu Huaijin's originally crisp and neat shirt.
“President Lu, please understand me,” Wen Yinhe’s handsome face rested against the man’s chest, his thick eyelashes fluttering as he looked up at him. His affectionate eyes were flushed with the red of spring tide, like an abyss with no end in sight, exuding a strong and straightforward sense of engulfment, silently luring one into it. “I just… don’t want you to get hurt.”
Lu Huaijin's last bit of patience was completely exhausted. He grabbed Wen Yinhe and pulled him up, kissing the man while pushing him staggering towards the bed.
He's extremely impatient with foreplay, but his lover always likes to dawdle and drag things out with excuses like being afraid of hurting him.
In his opinion, a rough, tough man doesn't need to be so delicate and gentle; he should just get straight to the point.
Just as Lu Huaijin was about to pull Wen Yinhe's pants off, a series of extremely urgent knocks suddenly sounded at the door, and the frequency of the knocks could be vaguely heard as the sound trembled with fear.
Wen Yinhe immediately covered Lu Huaijin beneath him with the blanket, then quickly fastened his belt, straightened his clothes, and walked calmly to the door. He opened it with his usual composed smile, though his breathing was still a little unsteady: "What's wrong? Is there something you need?"
"Excuse me, teachers, we didn't mean to disturb you," said an unfamiliar staff member. His eyes were filled with anxiety and fear, his voice trembled slightly, and his face was flushed as if he couldn't meet Wen Yinhe's gaze. "But... do you remember there are cameras inside the room?"
Wen Yinhe was stunned and looked incredulously at the camera in the corner of the room, meeting the dense barrage of comments that had been going crazy for a while in the live stream.
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