Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

The program crew is really inhumane. They actually kicked them out of the car at the entrance of Shatang Village.

Looking at the dilapidated little village in front of them, everyone showed a trace of confusion on their faces.

At this time, an NPC played by a staff member came over and said: "Dear guests, welcome to our beautiful Shatang Village. Next, you need to find clues and find your residence by yourself. I wish you all a happy time."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Hearing this, Liu Jianeng immediately wailed: "Director, how can you be so cruel! Director, you have such a cruel heart!"

Shu Fuling also started to cry and said, "My true love was misplaced after all, X﹏X"

Song Guo and her lover Ding Siyuan quietly picked up their luggage and began to look for clues.

At this moment, Zhong Jiayan suddenly rushed over, pushed Song Guo aside, and then left in a hurry dragging his suitcase.

Song Guo was speechless =_=.

How anxious is this person? Is he in a hurry to be reincarnated? !

He patted the place where Zhong Jiayan had just bumped into him in an unlucky manner, then pulled Ding Siyuan in another direction.

Nothing else matters, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to see that annoying face again.

Shu Fuling didn't care about playing the victim, and quickly caught up with Song Guo and Ding Siyuan. She trotted and shouted, "Teacher Ding, Assistant Song, wait for me!"

Liu Jianeng was halfway through his play when he realized that the audience had all left, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

After all, it was too boring to perform a one-man show by himself, so he dragged his suitcase and quickly caught up.

"Hey, wait for me! How could you leave behind such a handsome, suave and elegant man like me?" Liu Jianeng shouted loudly towards the front while dragging his luggage.

[I am dying of laughter. Liu Jianeng is such a funny guy!]

[Thank you, I have a new emoticon pack, hahaha. ]

"Brother Siyuan, what do you think the program team will use as clues?" Song Guo dragged the suitcase with difficulty.

"It's hard to say. The directors love to play pranks on the guests and usually don't follow the rules, so I can't guess for sure."

Ding Siyuan took the suitcase from his little fan. The little fan's hands were white and tender. The road was bumpy and it was not easy to drag the suitcase, so he should do this kind of physical work.

Song Guo was a little dazed when he saw the suitcase that was taken away, until he saw his lover's relaxed steps, he realized that she was worried that he was tired.

Thinking of this, Song Guo felt sweet in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. But when he noticed the camera working diligently at the side, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of nervousness.

Song Guo quickly reached out and grabbed her lover's hand, then stood on tiptoe and whispered in her lover's ear: "Brother Siyuan, we should keep some distance..."

After all, his lover is a public figure and a popular star. If they get too close in such a public place, it would be a big trouble for his lover if someone took a screenshot and posted it online to exaggerate the matter and make up stories.

So they'd better try to avoid such things from happening. Thinking of this, Song Guo quickly moved to the side, trying to increase the distance between them.

However, at this moment, Ding Siyuan suddenly grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

His eyes were filled with an indescribable complex emotion, seeming to be a little angry and dissatisfied, but also with a hint of tenderness and pampering.

He stared at Song Guo closely and said slowly, "Do you want to keep your distance from me?"

Ding Siyuan's voice was deep and magnetic, causing Song Guo's heart to skip a beat.

Song Guo could sense his lover's displeasure at the moment, but he didn't know how to respond for a moment.

At this moment, the corners of Ding Siyuan's mouth rose slightly, revealing an elusive smile.

He raised his other hand, gently stroked Song Guo's hair, and whispered, "Do you know what I hate most?"

Song Guo was stunned and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Ding Siyuan's eyes were as deep as a pool of water, staring at Song Guo quietly, as if trying to see through his innermost thoughts.

After a while, he slowly said: "What I hate most is that you always think too much and have no confidence in our future."

As he spoke, he tapped Song Guo's forehead with his fingers, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and doting: "You, at such a young age, why do you like to think about this and that so much? Didn't I say it? I'll take care of everything."

After saying that, he squeezed Song Guo's hand hard again, then turned and left, leaving Song Guo standing there blankly, thinking about what Ding Siyuan had just said.

Everything depends on him. As long as he is there, all difficulties will be solved.

Song Guo glanced around and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the camera flashing red light. Suddenly, it was as if an invisible shackle was broken.

Yes, how can he always use his own way of thinking to measure his lover's feelings?

So why does he have to be complacent and confine his thoughts to traditional ideas? Fans cannot accept that their idols get married and have children.

They are lovers, partners, and people who accompany each other throughout their lives.

Their relationship will be made public sooner or later. Avoiding and concealing will be of no avail. It is better to let nature take its course and get along with each other like normal.

If that’s the case, why should we avoid it deliberately?

There must be a way when you reach the mountain, so let's just walk and see!

Thinking of this, Song Guo felt much more relaxed. He ran towards his lover happily, shouting, "Brother Siyuan, wait for me!"

His voice was full of joy, as if at this moment, all the burdens in his heart had been lifted.

Song Guo's steps were brisk, as if at this moment, all the worries in his heart had been forgotten. His face was filled with a happy smile, which was like the spring sun, warm and bright.

His eyes were like deep lakes, sparkling with crystal light, as if at this moment, all the haze in his heart had been dispelled.

The boy's skin was as white as snow and as delicate as silk, as if emitting a faint luster; his hair was as soft as silk, gently brushing across his cheek, bringing a slightly itchy feeling and adding a bit of playfulness.

The man next to him was a head taller than the boy, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and perfect facial features. He was God's favorite.

They are obviously two completely different people, but they look so well matched when standing together, and there is an atmosphere between them that no one else can interfere with.