Wen He walked into the room with small steps, put the water gun that was slung across her waist into the storage box, changed back into her original clothes with the production team, and finally they sat back in the dressing room.
Of the first three eliminated, Wei Xun and Xie Zhengci were chatting, Ji Chi sat alone on the outermost side, lying down and playing on his phone.
The group had just heard the broadcast and knew that Wen He and the other two had been taken down.
Wen He glanced at Ji Chi lying beside him, slowly moved over and sat down. He poked Ji Chi's foot, only to be met with a puzzled look.
"?"
Wen He pouted, about to speak, but swallowed his words back. He gently shook his head and then moved back to his original position.
Ji Chi was left staring blankly at the other person.
Ji Chi put away his phone, grabbed Wen He by the collar, and pulled her back to face him.
What do you want to say?
Zhou Siyu noticed the commotion and tried to go over, but Xie Zhengci grabbed her arm.
The latter shook his head at him, and Zhou Siyu didn't do anything more.
Wen He pulled her collar back from the other person's grasp, her eyes conflicted and her voice slightly hesitant, "It's nothing, there's nothing to say..."
At first Wen He wanted to apologize, saying that she didn't mean to defeat him... but remembering the bad things he had done, Wen He decided not to apologize.
Ji Chi hasn't apologized to me yet...
Ji Chi seemed to sense his hesitation and inner conflict, and held onto him tightly, rubbing the face paint on his cheek with his fingertips, which had already dried.
"Tell me now, or I'll hit you."
Wen He didn't believe the other party would hit him. He turned his head away, scratched his slightly itchy face, and stubbornly remained silent.
"Tsk..." He stubbornly refused to speak, Ji Chi also became interested and determined to get entangled with him.
He gently tugged at the hair on Wen He's head that was flattened by the helmet, and occasionally breathed on the back of his neck.
A blast of hot air hit his neck, which had been sunburned before. It was both itchy and burning, Wen He couldn't help but reach out to scratch it. Helpless, he could only look at Ji Chi, who kept causing trouble.
What are you doing!
The boy's angry tone was like a turtle's, making him seem easy to bully.
Ji Chi withdrew her hand and looked at him innocently, "I don't understand what you're talking about..."
Still pretending... He was the one who did it.
Wen He couldn't understand why this person was so bad.
He's changed his mind now; bad guys should be punished.
Wen He cleared her throat and glared at the person feigning innocence in front of her. Her voice was crisp and clear as she said, word by word, "You need to apologize to me."
Ji Chi raised an eyebrow, his eyes blank. "?"
Wen He pointed to the smear of face paint on her face and said seriously, "You've ruined my face, you need to apologize to me."
Ji Chi laughed, a very soft laugh, as if he had heard something funny. He put his hand on Wen He's shoulder, buried his head in his arms, and laughed so hard his whole body trembled.
Wen He He's body trembled as well.
Wen He pushed his arm away angrily, and just as he was about to say something, the person in front of him suddenly spoke.
"Sorry."
Wen He remained frozen in place. Ji Chi looked up and met his gaze, then added another sentence.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have messed up your face."
His tone was serious, and although there was still a smile in his eyes, it was no longer the mocking smile he used to have.
So, can you forgive me now?
Wen He felt a little awkward under his focused gaze and shrugged. "Um... okay, I forgive you then, but don't do it again next time."
"Okay..." Seeing that the other person turned their head away from him, Ji Chi did not go forward again. He lay back on the chair, his gaze fixed on the other person's earlobe before sweeping back to the face paint on his cheek, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
so cute...
How can people be so adorable?
Wen He smiled, a sigh of relief washing over her. It seemed Ji Chi wasn't so bad after all; he actually apologized when she asked him to...
Although Ji Chi can be a bit mischievous at times.
Soon, the group from the wilderness walked towards the lounge, and the four of them pushed open the lounge door with smiles on their faces.
"We're back! Guess who won?" Duan Yueyang pushed open the door to the lounge and posed a difficult question to everyone.
They had changed back into their original clothes, and apart from the face paint, there were no other changes.
Seeing his happy smile, Zhang Shengsheng naturally replied, "You won?"
"Hehe..." Duan Yueyang chuckled, then her tone shifted sharply and decisively, "It wasn't us."
"Ta-da! We won!" Jiang Yu, with her hair in a half-bun, popped out from behind Duan Yueyang excitedly.
His smile was bright and sunny; this was the first time Wen He had ever seen Jiangjiang smile so happily.
Jiang Yu usually lounges on the sofa watching TV, rarely this lively.
Yun Li emerged from behind him, carrying the backpack Jiang Yu had brought that morning.
Jiang Ye walked at the very back and did not enter the lounge.
The game was over and the winner was decided. After playing around in the sweat and scorching sun all afternoon, everyone was a little tired.
Upon returning to the cabin, the first thing Wen He did was go to the bathroom to wash up and clean off the face paint.
She squeezed facial cleanser onto her face and rubbed it in circles, turning the white foam a light green color. She rinsed it off with warm water, and apart from her red skin, there was no other color on her face. Only then did Wen He feel relieved.
At first, he was a little worried that it wouldn't get clean.
After washing up and drying her hair, Wen He didn't rush downstairs. Instead, she stayed in bed and scrolled through her tablet.
A day of outdoor exercise had exhausted his energy.
After curling up in bed for more than ten minutes, I could hear even breathing coming from inside.
Duan Yueyang washed the paint off his palms, his mind filled with the image of Jiang Ye blocking the water gun with his hand that afternoon...
He admitted that he was feeling terrible, but there was still a long time to go, and he would one day make those eyes fall on him.
When Wen He woke up again, the sky outside the window had changed color. He rubbed his slightly dizzy head and tapped on his phone screen.
The blinding light made him blink.
It's already a little past 9:30 PM...
I'm hungry...
Wen He opened her phone and was greeted by a barrage of 15 messages from Ji Chi, 10 of which were filled with emojis...
Demon Dragon: Are you hungry?
Demon Dragon: I ordered takeout, want some?
19:47
Demon Dragon: Are you a pig? How can you sleep so much?
Demon Dragon: I put the food in the refrigerator.
21:00
Demon Dragon: I'm awake, replying to your message!!!
Wen He didn't reply. He rubbed his eyes and turned down the brightness of his phone.
I exited the chat window and then looked at other people's messages.
Lawyer Jiang: Are you awake?
Lawyer Jiang: I left you some food. If you're hungry, just come downstairs and heat it up.
Lawyer Jiang: Are you feeling unwell?
Lawyer Jiang: Are you still sleeping?
After giving a brief reply, Wen He lay on the bed, clutching her stomach and staring blankly. Her abdomen was flat... and she felt slightly uncomfortable.
Wen He turned on the light bulb by the bedside, and lay back down again after just getting up.
I haven't slept enough... but I'm so hungry.