Gu Suian noticed that Wen Feiran was acting strangely and turned to ask with concern, "What's wrong?"
Wen Feiran snapped out of her reverie and gave a forced smile. "It's nothing, I just find learning to drive so difficult. The instructors in the videos I watch online are all so fierce."
Gu Suian chuckled lightly, "I can teach you."
When Wen Feiran realized this was possible, her eyes widened, like a curious little animal.
Gu Suian was charmed by his cuteness and explained, "There's a racetrack on the back mountain. The manager is a friend of mine. We can practice driving there during our breaks. I'll teach you, and I promise I won't be fierce."
Wen Feiran nodded. "After recording the variety show, I'll go practice driving."
Gu Suian's expression paused for a moment, a dark undercurrent surging in his eyes.
--"after".
This word inexplicably touched his heart, like a beautiful vision that he had never dared to hope for before.
During those three years, he had never been, nor was he allowed, to be so close to Wen Feiran. This kind of casual conversation between the two of them sitting in the car was a paradise of happiness that he could never reach.
Gu Suian didn't want Wen Feiran to wallow in this pain, so she quickly composed herself and subtly changed the subject.
A full hour passed in the car, but Wen Feiran barely noticed the time. By the time he came to his senses, the car had already stopped.
He felt very comfortable with Gu Suian; the atmosphere was never awkward, and he didn't have to rack his brains to come up with new topics.
After Gu Suian parked the car, the two boarded the plane through the VIP channel.
In public places like this, Wen Feiran was always rather reserved, subconsciously minimizing his presence and unwilling to make requests. But with Gu Suian by his side, before he even realized it, a blanket, an eye mask, and everything else he needed were already placed beside him.
Wen Feiran lived alone before he was even an adult, and was then sent to a world of rapid transmigration. Faced with a series of highly difficult tasks, he could only grit his teeth and solve them in his own way. He hadn't felt cared for in a long time.
Wen Feiran turned his head, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Gu Suian, but with people coming and going around him, he swallowed the words he was about to say. After takeoff, when it was dark all around, he turned his head and slowly approached.
Gu Suian seemed to sense his intention, turning his body to the side, his eyes appearing even deeper in the darkness, staring straight at him, taking in Wen Feiran's movements.
Wen Feiran's ears burned uncontrollably under Gu Suian's gaze, but he didn't back down. He leaned close to Gu Suian's ear and whispered, "Thank you."
He lowered his eyes, revealing the long lines of Gu Suian's neck and broad shoulders. This was the first time he had seen Gu Suian from this perspective, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
Let me see your hand, is it feeling better?
Gu Suian obediently extended his hand.
Wen Feiran had long known that Gu Suian had beautiful hands, but now that he could appreciate them without any pretense, he realized that Gu Suian's fingers were longer than he had imagined, with strong joints, full of power, and prominent veins on the back of his hands.
Wen Feiran hesitated for a few seconds, then tentatively reached out and grabbed Gu Suian's wrist.
The plane was dimly lit with low visibility, so Wen Feiran couldn't see clearly. She subconsciously moved closer, and her warm breath fell on Gu Suian's palm, as soft as a feather.
Wen Feiran didn't notice this, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Gu Suian's burned finger was still the same color.
It seems Gu Suian is doing as she said that day—obediently applying the ointment.
Wen Feiran had something to say to Gu Suian, so she looked up at him, but when she met Gu Suian's gaze, her mind went blank.
He then realized that an ambiguous atmosphere was flowing between the two of them, Gu Suian's gaze was full of aggression as she stared at him without moving.
Wen Feiran immediately snapped out of her daze, coughed lightly a couple of times, and pretended to be serious as she put down Gu Suian's hand, "It's alright."
He lowered his head and pretended to tidy the blanket. After more than ten seconds, he realized that Gu Suian's gaze had moved away.
He kept feeling sleepy on the way, so he simply unfolded a blanket, put on an eye mask, and prepared to take a nap.
In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, his hand unconsciously fell down and touched something warm.
Wen Feiran immediately snapped out of it, endured for five or six seconds, and then very gently lifted the blindfold, revealing one eye.
Gu Suian was working. The dim light illuminated his features, his expression focused, his other hand hanging naturally at his side, pressed tightly against his other hand.
Wen Feiran was silent for a few seconds, then turned her head and put her earmuffs back on.
The two remained in the same position, one sleeping with their head turned to the side, the other handling official business. They didn't seem intimate at all, but under the blanket, their hands were pressed tightly together, feeling each other's warmth and breath.
After he got off the plane, the production team sent a car to pick him up, and the live broadcast officially began.
Wen Feiran had no intention of revealing her relationship with Gu Suian, so she immediately got into work mode and unconsciously kept her distance from Gu Suian.
They were the last to arrive; the others were already waiting for them.
After Wen Feiran got out of the car, she realized that it was still their usual group of five. Chu Chengping had gotten the role he had been dreaming of and had already joined the crew. The new guests had not yet arrived.
[Director, stop being so mysterious, let the candidates for the "collapsed building" step out and walk around for a bit.]
[It might not necessarily be a case of a scandal; perhaps it's like Chu Chengping, who went from being universally hated to being universally admired for his guilt.]
[Look at Wen Feiran, he looks amazing! He's getting more and more beautiful!]
[Indeed, my gaze never left him. I don't know what's changed, but it's just different from usual.]
Zou Yuxing noticed this too, and stared at Wen Feiran for five minutes while stroking his chin. Wen Feiran hadn't noticed at first, but Zou Yuxing's gaze was so intense that it made his scalp tingle. He couldn't take it anymore and asked, "What are you looking at?"