Wen He also realized that they were still live-streaming and needed to protect her privacy.
"Delicious." Fried dough sticks are tastier than yam porridge.
After breakfast, the group of friends gathered to watch TV. The thought of parting ways soon made Zhang Shengsheng wish she could stay by their side and have them with her all the time.
Wen He was unemployed, so she spent all her time watching TV with him.
Jiang Yu took a painful bite of the strange steamed bun. Under the expectant gaze of the other person, she ultimately didn't say much, only squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth.
"Good..."
"If you like it, brother, I'll make it for you every day from now on." Yun Li seemed oblivious to the reluctance in his tone, and instead enthusiastically shared her own tips on making the product.
Jiang Yu nodded helplessly... She couldn't damage the child's self-confidence.
Ji Chi had a lot to do. It was inconvenient that his computer wasn't downstairs; he needed to finish the house renovations quickly, move, and deal with the ruby...
That was a unique gift he gave to her.
As the sun rose high in the sky, the production team sent a message to everyone, and they reunited.
Director: "Tomorrow will be the final confession day, and also the day the show ends. So, as this is your last day in the cabin, we've prepared a sumptuous dinner for you."
Director: "Today we have no restrictions. You can freely invite whoever you want to have a one-on-one conversation."
Director: "Finally, I hope you all find true love!"
After the production team finished speaking, they were left to their own devices, as he needed to go and set up the confession venue for tomorrow.
As soon as the director left, Zhang Shengsheng suddenly felt the whole small house become desolate again. He rested his chin on Zhou Siyu's shoulder and sighed softly.
It was only then that everyone realized they really had to part ways.
Ji Chi rested his head on Wen He's head, gently playing with her slender fingers, pinching and kneading them, occasionally kissing them.
He moved his head close to the other person's ear, "I'll move in with you after the show ends."
Wen He lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then gently shook her head and refused, "My room is too small... I don't have any extra rooms for you."
Wen He's room is about the same size as the rooms in the small house, plus a small kitchen.
It's still in a remote old town area, definitely far from where Ji Chi works.
"Then you'll live with me, it's decided. I'll find a moving company tomorrow. Your place is too shabby, and it's not safe at night; there's no security in the neighborhood."
Ji Chi investigated the other party's residence... It was terrible! Even the streetlights at night flickered and kept going out. What if they encountered bad guys at night?
"And all the streetlights are broken, how are we supposed to walk at night?"
Wen He pulled her fingers out of his grasp and shoved them into her pocket. "I won't go out at night... and during the day either."
The naive boy seemed to have forgotten that he had never told the other person where he lived.
"How can you see me if you don't go out? Don't you want to see me? If you want to see me, then move in with me," Ji Chi forcefully took the other person's hand back into his, their fingers intertwined.
Wen He thought about it for a moment, and he felt that Ji Chi made sense. He... he would definitely miss him...
The boy hesitated for a moment, but finally let the other person hold his hand and play with it again.
Ji Chi smiled, concealing the cunning in his eyes.
The two sat on the sofa whispering to each other, and Zhang Shengsheng didn't want to disturb them.
Ji Chi only released the person he was holding when he had to go upstairs to work.
Wen He waved at him and then looked down at her phone.
Since he posted that Weibo, fewer people have been asking him to write articles. Now that the show is ending, he should work hard.
Sweet Sweet Strawberry said that one needs to work hard to earn money to support one's wife, Ji Chi is his wife... but now it seems like he's a bit of a freeloader...
" Xiao He, let's add each other on WeChat ~ Please accept my request~"
Zhang Shengsheng, holding his phone, moved closer to Wen He and handed her the QR code.
"Okay," Wen He scanned the QR code and sent the application. Then another QR code was sent to her, this time from Zhou Siyu.
"And me."
"I also."
Wen He scanned through everyone's WeChat contacts one by one, and after everyone exchanged WeChat, she created a new group chat.
"I was afraid the production team wouldn't let us contact each other privately, so I didn't dare ask for your WeChat. Now that the show is almost over, it should be fine," Zhang Shengsheng changed her name in the group chat to "Little Angel."
"There are only a few of us in this group. We'll create a bigger group for President Xie later."
Zhou Siyu agreed to the suggestion, and Jiang Yu stopped pulling the other person's hand. "Okay."
[Oh dear, I can't laugh anymore. It seems everyone has a very clear understanding of their own position.]
[I've created a small group, hahaha. Family 0 will have their own group, and the rest will be added to a larger group.]
[That's good, it'll be easier for them to talk when they're in a group chat!]
[The poor old men are still unaware that they've been left out of line.]
After the group chat was created, everyone was chatting on their phones.
Wen He carefully scratched the dark scab on his knee. The flesh underneath had all grown back, and it was still a bit tender. He carefully scratched the outside, not wanting to remove the scab... it wasn't completely healed yet.
His phone kept ringing in his hand. After opening it, he first cleared the red dots in the group chat. He didn't understand why he was holding a phone and chatting when everyone was sitting next to him.
Would chatting like this be more interesting?
Wen He opened the group chat and sent an emoji as well.
A strange thing happened... After seeing this meme, everyone tacitly stopped sending messages... Only Wen He's meme remained at the bottom of the list, and her phone, which had been ringing incessantly just moments before, suddenly went silent...
Wen He gently scratched her knee and silently put her phone down... feeling a little lost.
A little awkward...
Fortunately, it only stopped for a short while before starting up again.
Zhang Shengsheng was the first to put down his phone. He sat down next to Wen He, picked up the remote control from the sofa, and turned on the TV.
"Shall we watch a horror movie? We're just killing time anyway."
"I'm okay."
"I can do it too."
Although Wen He didn't speak, she nodded slightly.
Duan Yueyang got up to leave. "You guys keep looking. I have something to do. I'll come back later. Do you need me to turn off the lights?"
"Shut up, thanks Yangyang ~", Zhang Shengsheng waved to him.
Duan Yueyang turned off the living room lights, but sunlight still streamed into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the backyard, casting a warm glow.