Confessing your feelings isn't what makes a guy a jerk...?
Then I need to confess to Ji Chi...!
The other person's words made Wen He fall into deep thought, but he soon came to his senses again.
He can't be with Ji Chi... He'll die. What will happen if he dies? He'll cause trouble for Ji Chi.
Countless images flashed through her mind... Wen He felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her heart, as if it were being pricked by needles...
He didn't want to be a jerk... but he couldn't be with Ji Chi, so there was only one path left.
He couldn't kiss Ji Chi, even though kissing Ji Chi felt very good.
Wen He huddled dejectedly under the covers, tears welling in his eyes, his heart aching as if someone were squeezing it...
He wiped away his tears, lay down on the bed, and slowly fell asleep.
Wen He realized... he'd been sleeping more and more lately.
" Wen He... I don't like you. I'm sorry, please stop bothering me."
Xie Zhengci impatiently shook off Wen He's hand and walked out of the room. The crew members saw that he looked bad and didn't dare to approach him.
Wen He stood there, head bowed, his fingers clenched so tightly they seemed to dig into his flesh. Finally, he picked up the two glasses of wine on the table and drank them down. The cold wine made him cough incessantly.
"Cough cough cough..." Wen He was suddenly awakened by coughing, her chest itchy and uncomfortable.
I had another dream...
This dream was even clearer; the other person's disgusted expression and cold tone were crystal clear in my mind.
Wen He splashed cold water on his face to stimulate his brain nerves; he needed to clear his head...
Bang bang bang!
A loud banging came from the doorway. Wen He wiped the water droplets from her face and walked towards the door.
"What's wrong?" Ji Chi pushed open the door, closed it, and reached out to touch the other person's cool face, his expression worried.
"It's nothing..." Wen He awkwardly pushed the other person's hand away, her face full of hesitation.
Ji Chi noticed something was wrong with him, raised his hand to touch the other's cheek again, and lowered his head, but was pushed away by Wen He.
Ji Chi looked at Wen He running away, somewhat puzzled.
?
"What's wrong?"
"We can't kiss anymore... that's not right..." Wen He stammered as she told the other person what she had thought through that morning.
Ji Chi raised a hand to the back of his head, unable to suppress his laughter in exasperation. "What do you mean? Why can't we kiss?"
Ji Chi strode forward and blocked the man against the wall. He reached back, pinched the man's chin, lowered his head, and gently kissed him. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with a hint of provocation and smugness.
"So what if I kissed you?" he said, and then kissed you again.
Trapped in his arms, Wen He was torn between morality and reason, struggling desperately, tears welling in his eyes.
Wen He bit his lip, unwilling to answer the other person's question. Seeing his increasingly smug expression, Ji Chi pried open his lips and kissed him again. "Cry? If you don't tell me, I'll keep kissing you. Why not? Hmm?"
Wen He couldn't resist, her voice trembling with grievance... "Kissing is a sign of a scumbag, I don't want to be a scumbag..."
"Who said that? We're a couple, kissing is a natural thing."
Wen He lowered her eyes, tears falling onto Ji Chi's hand, which annoyed him. He bent down and gently coaxed her.
"Stop crying?"
"We're not a couple... you didn't even confess, we're not a couple..."
Wen He's words made Ji Chi realize... He had thought someone was whispering in her ear.
I never expected it to be for this reason.
Ji Chi smiled, lifted his chin, kissed away the tears on his face, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Then confess to me, okay? That way we can be a legitimate couple..."
Ji Chi's kiss was burning hot, and his long eyelashes tickled his face. Wen He raised his hand to scratch, but Ji Chi grabbed his wrist.
"Why did you stop talking? Don't you like me...?" Ji Chi's tone carried a hint of annoyance.
"No... I... I can't be with you," Wen He said, her eyes lowered, refusing to look at him... She liked Ji Chi, but she couldn't be with him now...
Ji Chi didn't rush to pressure him... but instead began to ponder why the other person suddenly resisted being with him.
After eliminating all the possible answers, Ji Chi arrived at the answer he least wanted... He carried the person to the bed, forehead to forehead, their eyes met, and the ambiguous atmosphere from before vanished without a trace.
Wen He saw... the determination in Ji Chi's eyes, a gaze that pierced straight into his heart.
Ji Chi spoke up, " Wen He, I will heal you, I promise, we will be Kangkang... Do you believe me?"
Ji Chi's tone was firm, and his promise struck Wen He's heart like a stone, causing him unforgettable pain.
Wen He's lips trembled, and tears streamed down her face, which were wiped away by the other person's fingertips.
He fell silent...
Ji Chi didn't speak or make any move...
He knew that saying just one sentence wasn't enough to convince the other person... but he was willing to wait.
" Ji Chi... I..." Wen He opened her dry throat and squeezed out half a sentence...
Ji Chi responded softly, "Mmm... give me a kiss." He lowered his head and kissed him again.
Wen He He's bitterness turned into a smile. He raised his hand and slapped Ji Chi, his voice sweet and coquettish, "Scumbag."
"I don't want to be a jerk... I want to be your boyfriend, I want to be your husband..." Ji Chi held the other person's hand and placed it on his heart, wanting him to feel his beating heart and unspeakable love.
The final kiss landed on the corner of her lips. " Wen He... I love you. Will you be my boyfriend?"
The heart beneath his palm was beating, and the two hearts seemed to resonate in unison. Wen He gazed into the other's loving eyes... and suddenly changed his mind.
Ji Chi is so annoying... it wouldn't hurt to bother him a little.
Wen He withdrew her hand, placed it on the other person's shoulder, and, seeing his expectant gaze, looked up and kissed him.
"I'm willing..."
"I like you too..."
Wen He stood in front of the mirror, feeling as if she were surrounded by pink bubbles, her heart filled with joy.
Now he's not a jerk anymore, and he can kiss Ji Chi...
Kill two birds with one stone!
As evening approached, everyone gathered again in the backyard.
The long table in front of them was set with various foods by the production team, and staff members were barbecuing nearby.
Ji Chi clung tightly to Wen He as they sat in a corner. This scene reminded him of the first night when everyone had gathered together to eat barbecue and play games.
Ji Chi brought over the grilled barbecue, picked up a large, sizzling, oily skewer, and held it to Wen He's lips.
"It's hot, be careful it doesn't burn you."
The freshly grilled skewers were steaming hot, but Wen He avoided them just as they touched her slightly swollen lips.
"Hot..."
Ji Chi picked up the orange juice and placed it in front of him, then used chopsticks to remove the meat from the skewers and put it on a plate to cool.
Director: "We have four days left until the end of our program. Today we're going to play a little game."
Director: "This game is called the No Heart-Fluttering Challenge.' Each person has one chance to invite a guest into our 'Heart-Fluttering Cottage,' where you can ask each other ten questions. Meanwhile, our other guests will sit here and watch the live stream."
[Live broadcast?]
[That's interesting... This way, there won't be that situation of being outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, or caught in a quandary. That's much better.]
[Actually, this show is alright. There aren't any guests who make you cringe. I think everyone is pretty nice.]
[Indeed, compared to the disgusting tactics in other dating reality shows, our guests are all good kids and normal people.]