Make a Wish

"I didn't mean to wash your clothes," Pei Xu said. "We both put our clothes on the bathroom shelf, so I washed both of our underwear and shorts, but I couldn't tell whose was whose. I didn't touch your underwear."

Di Xingchen froze for a moment, her face getting hotter, "Oh."

"I'm not being dishonest." Pei Xu added.

Di Xingchen wants to laugh, looks down to see Pei Xu putting on her shoes, and goes into the restroom herself.

Pei Xu's washed shorts had been matched together. The two pairs of shorts were the same, the length, the model and the color were all the same, and it was hard to tell which one was Pei Xu's and which one was his.

He noticed that Pei Xu's pants, jacket, socks, underwear, and T-shirt were all in the same style and color, mainly black, not fancy, and the most common and classic style, so much so that when he changed his clothes, people around him might not even be able to tell.

Di Xingchen went in and washed his underwear, which was white, and he was particularly conspicuous with two pairs of black shorts and one pair of black underwear.

He then hitched to the side.

There was a knock on the door, Pei Xu went over and opened the door, and saw Huo Cheng standing at the door.

"Are you guys still okay?" Huo Cheng asked.

"Right away."

Huo Cheng came in.

The hotel room had lights on, but the curtains were not open, and Huo Cheng looked at their room, which was no different from the one he had stayed in.

Because he and Duan Yihua change clothes just now are a little awkward, Huo Cheng has been can not help but think of Pei Xu and Di Xingchen, the heart is very disturbed. He looked at Pei Xu, Pei Xu's face seems to be a little flushed, cold white face with the color of worldly desires.

It's like the iceberg man has entered the mortal world.

Di Xingchen comes out of the restroom, "Let's go."

"Have you all taken a shower?" Huo Cheng asked.

"Flushed." Di Xingchen said.

"I didn't even wash it." Huo Cheng said.

He thought the hot spring water was pretty clean.

He's the one who's brown.

Huo Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong with being a bit rough before, but now he thinks that the fair and clean Pei Xu seems to be a better match for Di Xingchen.

Because Di Xingchen is really clean and fresh throughout.

They're going next to the Guanyin Temple next door, about a kilometer or so from the hot springs lodge, and odds are they're going to have to walk there, Di Xingchen puts on his down jacket, and Pei Xu says, "Gloves."

Di Xingchen then takes the gloves from Pei Xu.

Both were natural, a naturalness that had obviously developed from living together for a long time.

Huo Cheng saw it in his eyes, and his heart was even more uneasy, Pei Xu Mingming is so low-profile and quiet, but he seems to have firmly occupied the most advantageous position, and will not be easily attacked.

Hu Ying and the others came out at this time, they went out from the room, Huo Cheng suddenly asked Pei Xu: "Do you usually put on face masks?"

Pei Xu froze and shook her head.

"What about skin care?"

Pei Xu looked at him suspiciously.

Huo Cheng said, "I see that your skin is quite good, quite white."

In contrast, he seemed a little dark and brown.

"Does Huo want to take care of his skin?" Hu Ying next to me hears this and says, "Ask me, I'm a beauty and skincare expert!"

Everyone looked towards Huo Cheng, who snapped, "No, I'm just asking. I think Pei Xu's skin is pretty good."

Brother Huo should learn how to take care of his skin, he has the roughest skin, it's cold and windy in the North City, it's easy to get rough!

[Brother Huo, don't take care of your skin. Brownness is your greatest charm.]

"Good skin is generally rely on genes, right, born with good skin, facial cleanser are not used, as usual, good skin, bad skin people, thousands of tens of thousands of skin care products to wipe up also can not." Lin Qingning said.

Pei Xu was born with a good base and cold white skin.

He said and glanced towards Pei Xu.

Pei Xu put on a black gray and black plaid long scarf, the overall dress is not so monotonous, but his down coat is still fluffy, looks far less sophisticated than Yan Zhi them. This person dresses only a little better than Huo Cheng, the reason why look noble, in addition to good-looking thin, mainly rely on his cold white skin.

The same white, Di Xingchen is not cold white skin, his white is through the light, milky white, cold wind in the frozen nose will be red, lips even more red, looks bright and bright.

As he watched, he caught Di Xingchen's eye, and Di Xingchen came toward him.

They get in the car and Di Xingchen sits with him.

Lin Qingning took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

They rode in a sightseeing car, the semi-enclosed kind, with the north wind blowing coldly against their bodies. Hu Ying was so cold that he leaned straight toward Duan Yihua, and Wen Nuo said, "Why are you wearing so little."

"To look good." Hu Ying said.

"Didn't your fever just go down?" Huo Cheng asked.

Hu Ying laughed and twisted his head to sneeze.

This side of the Guanyin Temple is not really famous, is a small attraction, free, usually very few people come, that temple is not big, but there are two thousand years old trees in the inside, very tall and thick, they have just gotten off the car, across the ancient courtyard wall to see.

The tree's strips hang down, tied with strips of red cloth, waving in the wind.

"Is there a wishing tree over here too?" Huo Cheng asked immediately.

When Di Xingchen saw that tree, he also remembered that he and Huo Cheng had seen that one on White Jade Mountain.

"Oh yeah, didn't you guys make a wish before?" Tuan Yihua asked.

Huo Cheng laughed and said, "That's a wishing lock for us, it's not the same as this one."

"What did Huo wish for at that time?" Hu Ying asked.

Huo Cheng looked at him with a smile, "Saying it out loud won't work."

It was just that his smile was rather evocative, probably a guessing kind of thing.

Must have wished for him to end up with Di Xingchen, heh!

They entered through the gate and went under the thousand-year-old willow. Hu Ying immediately asked the staff next to him, "Can we make a wish?"

"Of course." The staff member said enthusiastically.

"You can come over here and write down your wishes and hang them up."

Huo Cheng asked, "Is this for everyone?"

The staff member smiled and said, "Yeah."

Huo Cheng looked at the willow hanging on the wishing red cloth, there are couples to make a wish, some are for children wishing for peace, for health, for marriage, for school, a variety of things. He then said: "When we made a wish that is sealed, sealed to the lock, in addition to their own, no one can see, feel better than this."

Wen Nuo was like, "It's not good to compare this, is it?"

Tuan Yihua, who was next to her, laughed softly.

"Be careful that the Bodhisattva will not be happy to hear this, and all your wishes will come to nothing." Hu Ying said.

Upon hearing this, Huo Cheng immediately folded his hands in the direction of the temple and prayed.

"Are we writing this to be broadcast in the future?" Hu Ying suddenly asked as she put pen to paper.

"It's on right now, we're live streaming it, and the internet will definitely see it later." Wen Nuo said.

Hu Ying immediately said, "But my characters are hard to read."

Di Xingchen had wanted to write a random one, but when he heard this, he immediately became serious as well, as he pushed up his sleeves and tried his best to make his writing look as good as possible.

"Your characters are so ugly." Hu Ying suddenly said.

Di Xingchen: "......"

Hu Ying laughed and said, "It seems that good-looking ones have ugly characters."

It turned out to be an opportunity to compliment himself.

Di Xingchen explains with deliberate bravado, "My hand is frozen and I can't control it, that's why my writing is so hard to read."

His handwriting is just ugly. There's no way around it. He's kind of a schmuck.

Hu Ying wrote:

"May I end up with a beautiful man in my arms!"

After he finished writing he looked at the others, "It's best if everyone makes wishes that don't conflict with each other, or else the Bodhisattva will have a hard time too."

Di Xingchen They just laughed.

Because after hanging it up, not only other guests can see it, but also live netizens can see it, and after it is aired in the future, there may be countless netizens who come to take pictures, so Di Xingchen wrote very slowly this time, one stroke at a time, trying his best to make his font look better, and he felt that his wish this time had to be a bit more official to be good, and he wanted to write, "Wish for a big success of Red and Blue Signal", but then he felt it was too official, and finally he wrote, "Wish for all of us to be healthy and safe". He originally wanted to write "Wish that 'Red and Blue Signal' will be a big hit", but then he thought it was too official, and finally he wrote "Wish that all of us will be healthy and safe."

Falling in love without losing his love for synthesizing human feelings, all parties can be satisfied, and he thinks it's great.

After writing it, he looked at Wen Nuo next to him and saw that Wen Nuo had written: "May all promises be fulfilled."

Di Xingchen froze and hurriedly pulled her eyes back.

Commitment CP is his and Wen Nuo's CP name, and he doesn't believe Wen Nuo did it by accident.

He'd better not read the wishes made by the other guests.

It might all have something to do with him.

Hu Ying was already waiting under the tree with a red cloth. Di Xingchen asked, "Why don't you hang it up?"

Hu Ying said, "Waiting for you."

Di Xingchen tied his own strip of red cloth to it, and Hu Ying immediately hung onto the same willow.

Immediately after Di Xingchen hung it up, he went towards the Guanyin Temple, Pei Xu and Huo Cheng were still writing, and Huo Cheng even ran under the tree to see what Di Xingchen had wished for.

The wishes they make are all different, but in reality they all mean the same thing, don't they? The Bodhisattva is really going to have a hard time now, isn't he?

[Once again, I wonder why there's only one Di Xingchen! I wish everyone could get what they want!

After Pei Xu had written it and was about to hang it up, a gust of wind blew and shook the willow, and he saw it written by Huo Cheng, and they had all written their names on it.

Huo Cheng made a wish, saying, "May all the wishes I made on White Jade Mountain come true."

Huo Cheng This wish is so wonderful, evocative, full of effect, but also special enough.

The pop-ups were all guessing what Huo Cheng had wished for.

Pei Xu cold face for a while, will be their own red cloth hanging, Di Xingchen hanging that branch has been hung Hu Ying, Wen Nuo, Duan Yihua four people's, he rely on the tall enough to find a vacant willow tied up.

The wind blew, the red cloth rustling fluttering, the staff responsible for the live broadcast tiptoe, raised his cell phone to shoot. The wind blowing red cloth has been shaking, can not see the whole picture, only to see him above the sun, below the painting of a Xingxing, the setting sun, the red cloth are red.

For a while the pop-ups were discussing the wishes made by the guests.

People's wishes varied, ranging from the dumb riddle-like, like Huo Cheng, to the straightforward, like Hu Ying, to the dark, like Wen Nuo, to the particularly official, like Di Xingchen and Lin Qingning, to the poetic, like Yan Zhi and Tuan Yihua.

Pei Xu and Yan Zhi entered the Guanyin Temple in turn, the temple has a history of six or seven hundred years, the temple is very small, a circle down to ten minutes, they came out of the west gate, outside is a vast expanse of mountains. They climbed to the hillock and waited there to see the sunset.

"Di Xingchen." Huo Cheng suddenly called.

Di Xingchen glanced towards Huo Cheng when he heard this, and the others also looked towards Huo Cheng. Huo Cheng smiled and said, "Walking?"

Di Xingchen put on his hat and followed Huo Cheng into the distance. The crowd was turning their heads toward them.

Di Xingchen was nervous and followed Huo Cheng towards a deserted place. They walked for several minutes, but did not see Huo Cheng say anything. After a while, Huo Cheng lowered his head and suddenly burst out laughing.

Di Xingchen looked over at him and asked with a smile, "What's the smile."

Huo Cheng said, "It feels like I have a stupid mouth and I don't know what to say."

Di Xingchen smiled, a little embarrassed, and thrust his hands into his pockets.

The crew seemed to know what the viewers wanted to see, and the ones in charge of the live broadcast followed them closely and didn't film the other guests.

Mars CP fans instantly went into a frenzy.

[Hoggle rushes!

[Straight ball smashes him!

[So shy Hoggle, calling!

[I don't know what to say, Boing Boing.]

Other CP fans were jealous and wanted to know what Huo Cheng and Di Xingchen would talk about, and the number of live viewers went up instead of down.

Hu Ying and the others stood still, glancing now and then toward Huo Cheng and Di Xingchen, while Guo Bing stood at a distance and said, "Now that's a classic shot!"

The setting sun shines on the mountains, eight guests, two in the distance, six quietly standing together, through this vast lens, can be guessed that the mood of these six guests, how the waves should be.

And all of this is just the beginning.

Di Xingchen and Huo Cheng also stopped and stood on the high hill, Huo Cheng crouched down and looked at the sunset in the distance, he took off his hat and smoothed down his inch-long hair, the cold wind blew against his head and caused a little bit of piercing pain.

Silence. Silence can be powerful sometimes.

Di Xingchen gradually became serious, he pursed his lips, and felt Huo Cheng's love from his silent back.

Love seems to vibrate more with a man as big and bright as he is.

Di Xingchen then squatted down next to him as well.

"We're leaving here the day after tomorrow." Huo Cheng said.

"It looks like it's going to leave early the day after tomorrow." Di Xingchen said.

"Time passes so quickly." Huo Cheng said.

Di Xingchen just laughed and said, "I feel kinda long."

Huo Cheng smiled at his words, his eyebrows shining brightly as he craned his head to look at him.

Huo Cheng sighed and said, "You're popular." He said pulling a root of dead grass under his feet and suddenly said, "It pisses me off."

[Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch.]

[Boing-boing, my teenage heart is going to explode.]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Love synthesis is like this, everything is to the point, their current relationship is also, to the point, each other to understand is enough, said too thorough instead of awkward. This kind of restraint, on the contrary, is the most fascinating part of the love synthesis, restraint, ambiguous, words, eyebrows, hidden in the details, trivial conversation, very beautiful.

Hu Ying keeps sneezing.

He was a bit overwhelmed by the cold wind.

He was still chagrined.

He thought, every time he took the initiative, he himself felt that it was through some stupid embarrassment, such as running next to Pei Xu and Di Xingchen to skate, such as just let Di Xingchen touch his forehead when soaking in the hot springs, such as grabbing a seat when his initiative almost did not have any effect, but look at other people, not to mention Pei Xu and Yan Zhi, now Huo Cheng, this initiative has won him a valuable opportunity to be alone. But look at the others, not to mention Pei Xu and Yan Zhi, but Huo Cheng's initiative has won him a valuable opportunity to be alone.

People's strikes are so effective!

And I don't know what they all said.

He's so stupid.

He really is dumb beauty, isn't he.

Hu Ying is very frustrated.

About twenty minutes later, Di Xingchen and Huo Cheng returned, and the sun was setting.

Hu Ying wanted to follow suit and called Di Xingchen aside, but as it was getting dark, he wondered if it was too cold for him.

Hesitating and hesitating, they got into the car to go back.

Di Xingchen was also the first to get into the car, followed closely by Huo Cheng, who sat down next to him.

Following Huo Cheng is Pei Xu, Di Xingchen looks towards Pei Xu, Pei Xu looks at him, the two of them stare at each other, Di Xingchen purses his lips, and Pei Xu sits at the end of the room.

Tuan Yihua, they came up immediately.

The sightseeing bus slowly drove away, and the silent Guanyin Temple was left with only a few staff members at the entrance.

The north wind blew the ancient willow tree in the yard, the willow fluttered, and the red cloth fluttered along with it.

The guests' wishes are shown one by one.

Tuan Yihua wrote: "I hope I can meet my own love."

Yan Zhi wrote: "There are shooting stars in the sky, a sky full of stars on the ground, and a person in the heart."

Lin Qingning wrote: "May all lovers be united."

Pei Xu wrote nothing but drew a sun, a Xingxing, and a rose in the center.

When they got back, they had dinner together and went to a hot spring. While in the hot spring, Lin Qingning said he might have to leave early tomorrow.

"I've got some family stuff going on, so I might have to go back a day early."

Yan Zhi said, "I'm leaving tomorrow too."

The feeling that North Side Station was about to end came out all at once.

Everyone got together and had a drink. After three rounds of drinks, Wen Nuo suddenly said, "Time flies, we're halfway through the recording, I wonder what everyone will be like when we leave for the last week."

His unintentional words were like a sudden trigger for everyone's emotions. Di Xingchen thought about the coming of that day, and had endless fear and unwillingness to let go of them. They got together because of this program, and when this program was over, they might not be able to get together again. He doesn't want to let go of these friends, but he is afraid of the last day.

"Will we meet again when the program ends?" Hu Ying asked with a glass of wine, "I saw the previous seasons, and some of their guests became very good friends. They would meet up every now and then."

"We should be able to too, right?" Wen Nuo said.

But no one else said anything.

They are not destined for a happy ending on this journey.

The sentimental atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

In the next room, Screenwriter Liu suddenly got up and went out.

Guo Bing sat down for a while and went out to see Screenwriter Liu smoking outside.

"Have you not gotten used to going through this once every season?" Guo Bing asked.

Screenwriter Liu said, "Maybe I'm too sensitive and I may never adapt."

They drank late into the night, and when they were about to go back to rest, Yan Zhi called out to Di Xingchen, "Xingchen."

Di Xingchen turned back to Yan Zhi and said, "Come here for a moment, I have something to say to you."

Di Xingchen looked at the others and followed Yan Zhi towards the courtyard, where the night was hazy, the trees were swaying, and the water was flowing. Hu Ying thought, "Yan Zhi is really dishonest, tomorrow will leave, but today we have to seize the opportunity to strike!

He glances at Pei Xu, who purses his thin lips and heads down the hallway.

Yan Zhi handed Di Xingchen something.

Di Xingchen took a look at it, it was a letter.

"Don't show it to the people in the program." Yan Zhi said.

"Good."

Yan Zhi looked at Di Xingchen silently for a moment and said, "I'm not leaving early tomorrow, so come and see me off."

"OK." Di Xingchen said.

Pei Xu took off her down jacket and stood in the silent room for a while.

He went to look at his clothes in the restroom and they were almost dry.

He paced back and forth across the room.

Everyone's having a crisis of closure now.

He lay down on the bed and glared at the light.

The door to his room slammed and he immediately sat up to see Di Xingchen enter.

Pei Xu says, "Back."

"Uh-huh."

Di Xingchen went to the bathroom, came out and sat on the bed, took off his down jacket. Pei Xu looked at Di Xingchen's expression and squatted down in front of him, tilting his head and looking into his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Di Xingchen asked.

Pei Xu just crouched down in front of him and looked up at him, smiling faintly.

Di Xingchen then reached out and covered Pei Xu's eyes.

Pei Xu's eyelashes brush against his palm. Di Xingchen withdraws his hand.

Pei Xu just stood up.

It was as if somehow he had squatted at his heels puppy-like.

Pei Xu thought that Di Xingchen made him honest. But he thinks he can be too honest. Honest people suffer. It's a sweet and cruel journey, and among the lovers, only one is destined to have his heart in the right place.

Both wish it was themselves.