Who was really lost?

[Wait, what?]

[Bro, I've learned my lesson. Please spare me. Are you possessed? I'll never say you don't have a ship again.]

[Pei Hanmo, you really are desperate. You'll go near anyone.]

When he heard Pei Hanmo blurt out "number four," Chu Xinghui whipped his head around and met his gaze.

His eyes held disbelief.

Wen Liangtian was equally incredulous.

He couldn't believe Pei Hanmo had chosen Chu Xinghui.

Everyone present drew in a sharp breath.

Except Qiao Tong.

She lowered her head, chuckled twice, and said,

"Director, didn't you say we needed to hurry?"

"Oh, right, right..." The director had almost failed to react too, and began announcing the remaining names.

In the end, Man Feiluan and Yuan Zhanpeng shared house number one.

Wen Liangtian and Lan Xiangxian were in number two.

Qiao Tong and Hua Zhiyuan were in number three.

Once the houses were assigned, they had to put their luggage inside before gathering again.

All eight scattered to find their rooms.

"B-Best Actress, let's do our best together!"

It was Hua Zhiyuan's first time meeting such a huge star, and her heart pounded.

She kept her head lowered, not daring to speak loudly.

Her manager had told her to dress prettily today and put little butterfly decorations in her hair.

She had said Hua Zhiyuan should dazzle everyone.

Qiao Tong's gaze darkened slightly. She reached out and held her hand above Hua Zhiyuan's head for a moment, but finally lowered it and took her hand instead.

"All right."

Hua Zhiyuan raised her head and met Qiao Tong's gaze.

Her eyes were full of warmth.

"Yes, yes!"

The Best Actress is so gentle!

Pushing her little hamster suitcase, she eagerly trotted after Qiao Tong.

Meanwhile, Wen Liangtian looked rather aggrieved and reached out to tug at the hem of Pei Hanmo's clothes.

Unexpectedly, Pei Hanmo stood straight up and looked at him with a frown and an unfriendly expression. "What?"

"You promised you'd team up with me..."

Wen Liangtian kept his voice low to prevent the camera from picking it up.

"Done talking?"

Chu Xinghui stood to one side, watching Wen Liangtian impatiently as he dutifully played his role as the vicious senior labelmate.

He finally remembered that the company wanted him to play a vicious senior labelmate who liked to monopolize resources.

That would make Wen Liangtian look pitiful and bring him attention.

He stepped directly between Pei Hanmo and Wen Liangtian, glaring fiercely at Wen Liangtian.

He even adjusted his angle to face the camera.

"If you're done talking, we can leave. Stop getting in the way of me finding our room."

Both people had to enter the room together.

Pei Hanmo had always gotten lost before, and whenever he couldn't find his way, he would hide in Chu Xinghui's arms and whimper.

If he took forever to find his way this time, Chu Xinghui wouldn't be able to enter the house either.

"We're done."

Seeing Chu Xinghui, Wen Liangtian finally remembered the persona the company had assigned him too: an innocent little flower.

What the hell was that supposed to be!

He had nearly thrown up when he first heard about the persona. Rather than acting deeply wronged in front of the camera, he simply took a step back with a calm expression. After all, finding the house really was quite important.

"Oh."

Chu Xinghui turned away coldly without giving Wen Liangtian another glance and told Pei Hanmo, "Keep up. If you get lost, go cry in a corner by yourself."

Pei Hanmo's eyes immediately lit up.

He still remembered!

He still remembered how I once... got lost and sought comfort in his arms.

His expression instantly did a complete about-face. His eyes narrowed as he followed Chu Xinghui.

"Okay, okay, coming."

[What's Chu Xinghui getting at? Worried our Hanmo will get lost?]

[Hilarious. Who doesn't know our Hanmo led an entire film crew through the forest without ever getting lost when he was filming deep in the mountains?]

[He actually dares look down on our Hanmo? What a jerk.]

[And our little angel Liangtian! I've never seen him treated so unfairly!]

[Waaah, Liangtian, you've suffered. There's definitely workplace bullying at this company!]

[Chu Xinghui, get out of showbiz!]

"Seriously, what information are we supposed to get from this card?"

Chu Xinghui examined the card in his hand from every angle but couldn't see any distinctive buildings.

"Let me look."

Pei Hanmo moved closer to Chu Xinghui, bending slightly to look down at the card in his hand.

A cool breath brushed the back of Chu Xinghui's neck, carrying that familiar lemon-mint scent. It swept aggressively over him from behind, as though it would swallow him whole.

He shuddered and whipped around, covering the back of his neck with one hand while shoving the card into Pei Hanmo's hand with the other.

"If you want to look, look. Don't get so close!"

Although that breath had been cool, it had brushed over the gland on Chu Xinghui's neck, making him feel a trace of heat.

With the sun growing stronger too, his mouth and throat gradually grew dry.

When he turned back, Pei Hanmo was still studying the card.

Remembering how pitiful Pei Hanmo had looked when he got lost back then, he suddenly felt that letting Pei Hanmo look was completely useless.

He walked over to the cameraman carrying a camera at the rear and asked,

"Hey, do you know where our house is?"

The cameraman shook his head to indicate that he didn't.

The village was unusually large, its boundaries nowhere in sight.

He glanced at his phone. The two of them had already been walking for half an hour.

"Ah, I think I know."

Seeing that Chu Xinghui had begun asking the cameraman for help, Pei Hanmo immediately put on a look of sudden realization. He pointed at a little path and turned to speak to Chu Xinghui.

"Isn't there a number here? I just saw a room marked '1' nearby. That should be room number one, so number four should be over here."

Was there any logic to that?

Although he didn't understand, Chu Xinghui still stepped forward and followed Pei Hanmo.

They found the room after walking for less than ten minutes. It was very well hidden, with an extremely narrow path outside the house. They had to look carefully to see the house within.

Chu Xinghui remembered that they had already passed this path two or three times.

Pei Hanmo had failed to notice it the entire time.

And he had been looking at the card all along, so he hadn't noticed this place either.

He remembered showing Pei Hanmo the card at the very beginning. If he had found it earlier, why hadn't he said anything?

But there was no time to think about that now. He rushed inside, grabbed the sponsor's bottled water from the table, and gulped it down.

Pei Hanmo came in pulling the suitcase Chu Xinghui had abandoned.

"Why are you so thirsty? Does our sponsor taste good?"

"Cough... cough, cough!"

He put down the bottled water and looked up at Pei Hanmo reproachfully.

Whose fault was all this?!

Wasn't it because Pei Hanmo had breathed on his gland!

There were two more cameramen inside the room. When the pair entered, one handed Pei Hanmo an envelope.

Without even looking at it, Pei Hanmo passed it straight to Chu Xinghui.

"I'll unpack. See what's written in the envelope."

With that, he pulled both suitcases farther inside the house.

The little villa had three floors. It was rather small, but the interior was reasonably well equipped.

The first floor held the living room, kitchen, and dining room. There were several bedrooms on the second floor, while the third floor was a small balcony for drying clothes.

If Chu Xinghui wasn't mistaken, there was definitely more than one bedroom upstairs. Without opening the envelope, he followed Pei Hanmo up.

I have to choose my own bedroom!

I can't let Pei Hanmo unpack for me.

The cameramen followed them upstairs too.

By the time Chu Xinghui reached the master bedroom, Pei Hanmo had already opened his suitcase and was habitually tidying the clothes inside. Upon seeing a familiar pattern, he took out that piece of clothing.

...It was still that familiar set of matching couple's pajamas.

He turned to look at Chu Xinghui, who had turned to stone in the doorway, and raised his eyebrows teasingly.

Fuck!

Gu Kai had packed some of Chu Xinghui's luggage. He had probably seen him wearing these pajamas last time and packed them for him this time.

He backed up two steps until his body pressed against the wall, parted his lips slightly, and muttered in a tiny voice,

"I think I can explain."