After slipping the medal into the mailbox, he left the lounge and happened to run into Jiang Ye coming downstairs. Jiang Ye had changed into white silk pajamas, his gold-rimmed glasses still on his face.
When he saw Wen He come out, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. A hint of a smile appeared on his cool face as he greeted him.
"What a coincidence."
Wen He smiled and nodded, stepping aside to let him pass.
As they brushed past each other, Wen He caught the faint scent of perfume on him, something like cologne... very light. Compared with Jiang Yu's intense rose scent and the smell of that annoying Ji Chi, he thought Jiang Ye smelled better.
Looks like he has better taste than Ji Chi...
Wen He was not the only one. Jiang Ye also caught Wen He's scent, an extremely faint fragrance mixed with the smell of barbecue. It was refreshing enough to stand out amid the rich aroma of meat.
Jiang Ye turned to look at Wen He, who had already headed upstairs, and swallowed the words he had been about to say.
He turned back and entered the lounge.
[Here he comes, Lawyer Jiang! This is so exciting!]
[Oh my god... who is Lawyer Jiang trying to seduce, dressed so properly?!]
[Slurp, slurp, Lawyer Jiang has such a great body... sob, sob.]
[Old Jiang really is handsome. Even in pajamas.]
[Here we go. I bet he'll vote for Zhou Siyu.]
[I'm betting on Zhang Shengsheng!]
[Why is nobody betting on Jiang Yu? Then I will!]
[One more vote!]
[Why hasn't anyone mentioned my darling? I'll boldly bet he'll pick my darling baby He.]
[Those two haven't even interacted. No way. Besides, someone will vote for your darling, don't worry!]
Jiang Ye walked over to the wooden table, took a sheet of stationery, and wrote a line on it. Then he put it into an envelope and finally headed toward the voting boxes with it and the medal.
[Wait...?]
[What the hell? What kind of vote is this?]
[Are you guys actually serious about dating? Or are we actually paying attention to this dating show?]
[What has happened to this world? I really can't figure out a man's heart~ can't figure it out~]
[Holy shit! Awesome, Old Jiang, awesome!]
In the hallway, Wen He ran into Ji Chi blocking the doorway in his pajamas. His previously dry hair had now clumped into red tips with water droplets clinging to them.
He turned to Wen He and raised a hand, beckoning him over.
There were no cameras in the hallway, and he stood there with his pajamas hanging open, filling Wen He's entire field of vision.
Wen He lowered his head to avoid looking at his expression and silently walked to his own door, wanting to ignore him.
But Ji Chi was not so easy to brush off. He pressed a hand against Wen He's shoulder and squeezed into his room with him.
"?"
As the door closed bit by bit, Wen He stood still, looking at him with displeasure and confusion.
"You're in the wrong room..."
"I know. I came here for you."
His tone was hardly friendly. Wen He backed up half a step and stared at him, beginning to consider his chances of beating him in a fight.
To awaken his conscience, Wen He kindly reminded him.
"Fighting isn't allowed on the show..."
Ji Chi sighed deeply. He could not understand what was going on inside this little blockhead's mind. He strode over to Wen He's bed, where a pink set of pajamas and a pair of white boxer briefs lay on the pale sheets.
Short and small, their identity was obvious at a glance.
Wen He followed his gaze, saw the things on the bed, and hurriedly stepped in front of Ji Chi.
He cautiously reached out and tried to push Ji Chi away, once... then again.
Ji Chi stood there without budging.
"Lend me your phone for a second. I can't find mine. I'll call it."
Wen He disliked him, so he did not want to lend it to him. He stood there blankly, blocking his probing gaze.
When Wen He said nothing, Ji Chi took a step back, tilted his head up, and began rubbing the blue diamond on his earlobe. Water dripped from the ends of his damp red hair and slid down onto his skin.
Ji Chi's gaze shifted. His earlier forcefulness was gone, and even his voice softened.
"Sorry... I still have some work tonight, but you're the only one I know very well... in that case, I'll go..."
He lowered his head and dragged his feet, looking a little lost as he made to leave.
Ah... should I... help him?
Even though he can be really annoying sometimes.
"Um, just one minute."
Watching his retreating back, Wen He spoke up after all.
Ji Chi held back his smile, his face full of gratitude.
"Thank you so much..."
He took the unlocked phone Wen He handed him, fiddled with it for a while, then dialed his own number.
"Ring-ring-"
Soon, a vibration came from Ji Chi's trouser pocket. He hung up and shoved the phone back into Wen He's hand, putting on an innocent look. "Ah... why is it on me...? No wonder I couldn't find it anywhere."
Realizing what had happened, Wen He stiffened his face and angrily pushed the pest out of his room.
With a loud bang, the door shut him out.
Staring at the tightly closed door, Ji Chi could no longer hold back his laughter.
To Wen He, that delighted laughter could not have sounded more mocking.
I'm never trusting him again...
Having achieved his goal, Ji Chi pulled his open pajamas closed and leisurely headed toward the downstairs lounge, humming.
[Woohoo, I'm definitely getting it right this time!]
[Come on, let's wave our Chi-Wen ship flag first~]
[If Male Guest Five doesn't vote for Male Guest One this time, won't you all explode?]
[No way. The previous ones were pretty close to what I expected. I can't get this one wrong.]
[Oh no, guys, what do I do? I'm suddenly a little worried...]
[It's fine, it's fine. We probably won't be wrong...]
Humming in an excellent mood, Ji Chi casually tossed his medal into a mailbox, as smoothly as if he were throwing away trash.
To him, it really was like trash.
Then he left, looking down at WeChat.
[Huh?]
[What has happened to this world?]
[Are you guys even taking this dating thing seriously?!!]
[Are we really the ones not paying attention to the livestream? Damn it, sob...]
[I've been in the stream since it started, and at least on camera, I never saw Ji Chi interact with anyone else (இωஇ )]
[Oh no, the viewers got played again.]
[These people don't follow the usual rules at all!]
After the voting segment ended, the livestream shut down, but this round of voting left the viewers bewildered.
Discussion of the matter soon shot into the top ten trending topics.
Of course, that did not rule out the possibility that the production team had bought some of that buzz.
The mailboxes would not be opened until the next morning.
Lying on the soft bed, Wen He enjoyed a rare peaceful night's sleep.
It was probably because he had been rather exhausted that evening.
The next morning, when Wen He opened his eyes, it was exactly eight o'clock, in keeping with his usual body clock.
Starting that day, the production team would no longer provide any food except under special circumstances.
As usual, Wen He sat on the bed in a daze. He still had not quite recovered emotionally...
Where is this...? I dreamed again last night...
But this dream was clearer than the last one.
Sweeties, you can guess who they all voted for. I think it's pretty easy to guess! Hehehehehehehehehe!
Letting you experience it too, hahahaha. Giving you a little more participation, hehehe.
No prizes for guessing~