The Wen Family Villa.
Wen Zhi, who was looking through the recently popular scripts, was interrupted by a phone call. When she saw the caller ID, a look of joy filled her eyes.
"What's up, Senior?"
Wen Zhi's voice was soft, reaching Jiang Shihuai's ears through the receiver. However, Jiang Shihuai's chaotic heart showed no sign of calming down.
"Zhizhi."
Jiang Shihuai's voice carried a somewhat abnormal complexity, but Wen Zhi failed to notice.
She was still flipping through the scripts in her hand, making comparisons.
These were all popular scripts carefully selected by Xiao Mo for her, and he had put in a great deal of effort.
"Zhizhi." Seeing that Wen Zhi didn't say anything, Jiang Shihuai's eyes darkened involuntarily.
Uncontrollably, he thought of Wen Yin.
She was so sensitive. Even if there was just a slight change in his tone, she would notice immediately.
At this thought, Jiang Shihuai's heart seemed to be hit hard, making it hard for him to breathe for a moment.
Wen Zhi was a bit confused. Why did Jiang Shihuai just call her name without saying anything?
She belatedly realized that her attitude had been a bit cold just now. She put on a smile again, her voice sweet and considerate as she asked, "Senior, is there something wrong?"
The familiar soft voice rang in Jiang Shihuai's ears, bringing him back to his senses. He looked up at the lighted lamp in Wen Zhi's room on the second floor.
"Zhizhi, can you come down now?"
Jiang Shihuai's voice was very low, with an unusual hoarseness that sounded rather sexy coming from the phone.
Wen Zhi blushed and then realized that Senior must be downstairs.
She ran to the balcony and, sure enough, saw Jiang Shihuai leaning against his car downstairs.
As if sensing the gaze from upstairs, Jiang Shihuai waved at her.
Wen Zhi hung up the phone impatiently and ran out of the door, almost throwing herself into Jiang Shihuai's arms.
It seemed that wasn't enough. Wen Zhi moved her little head, looking innocent as if she didn't notice how ambiguous their postures were.
Anyway, they weren't on the show now.
Xiao Mo and Lu Ziqiu weren't around either.
"Senior, did you just finish work?" Wen Zhi was supported by Jiang Shihuai and took a step back.
Seeing the suit on Jiang Shihuai, she asked.
Jiang Shihuai nodded and took off his suit jacket, wrapping the pajama - clad Wen Zhi tightly in it.
"Don't catch a cold."
Wen Zhi nestled in the warmth, looking up at Jiang Shihuai with a sweet smile. "Thank you, Senior."
At this moment, Jiang Shihuai was only wearing a white shirt. A complex look flashed across his eyes under the gold - rimmed glasses.
His lips moved involuntarily, but he didn't know how to start.
"Silly Wenwen." Involuntarily, Jiang Shihuai blurted out the name in his heart.
Hearing the name "Wenwen", a hint of gloom flashed across Wen Zhi's eyes unexpectedly.
She knew very well that the Wenwen in Jiang Shihuai's mouth wasn't her.
As if he didn't notice her strange emotion, Jiang Shihuai continued, "Do you still remember when you were a kid? You climbed so high up the tree, and I could only watch you from below."
Jiang Shihuai's eyes were so gentle that it seemed water could drip from them. His deep voice was as pleasant as a cello in the night.
But Wen Zhi's heart was getting colder and colder.
A complex look flashed across Wen Zhi's eyes. The sweet smile on her lips now looked a bit forced. She slowly lowered her eyes. "Yeah, I didn't expect you still remembered, Senior."
As soon as she said this, the gentle look on Jiang Shihuai's face disappeared almost instantly.
He reached out and ruffled Wen Zhi's hair. His tone didn't seem to change. "It's cold outside. Go back."
Hearing this, Wen Zhi subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. She showed a sweet smile to Jiang Shihuai again.
"Senior, be careful on your way back. Call me when you get home!"
"See you tomorrow~"
"See you tomorrow." Jiang Shihuai nodded gently at her. But as soon as Wen Zhi turned around, his face turned as pale as paper.
He stared motionlessly at Wen Zhi's gradually disappearing figure.
Something was wrong.
Wenwen never liked climbing trees...
Especially after that incident.
Jiang Shihuai's face was complex. His mind was constantly thinking, as if he was looking for something important.
Wen Zhi returned to her room and threw the suit jacket aside without any emotion.
"What stupid Wenwen!"
Wen Zhi's tone was gloomy. She threw the jacket forcefully, as if venting her anger.
She bit her lower lip reluctantly, and a sense of panic welled up in her heart.
It took Wen Zhi a long time to calm down. She carefully took out the box she had treasured. There were all kinds of odds and ends in it.
Old stationery, a broken doll, an old - fashioned exercise book...
Wen Zhi seemed extremely angry. She impatiently rummaged through the box and finally revealed the notebook at the bottom.
She took it out. There were three big characters written on it -
Notebook.
Wenwen.
Wen Zhi didn't open it. She just tightened her grip on her high - end nightgown.
Early the next morning, the live - broadcast room of "Fall in Love, Lovers!" had already started.
Early in the morning, the nine guests had successively flown to the capital city and gathered in the love cottage.
【Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I miss Zhizhi so much!】
【Come here, little brother. Let sister give you a kiss!】
【I'm so socially awkward. I wouldn't even dare to kiss President Xiao on the street!!!】
【Wow, just... wow!】
【Your behavior is quite explosive even in the entire biological circle!】
【No no no, this kind of behavior is quite explosive even in the entire "explosive circle"!】
【Netizen above, please be more reserved. You're a social terrorist, not someone with social anxiety.】
Jiang Shihuai silently adjusted his gold - rimmed glasses, trying his best to cover the dark circles under his eyes.
He had trouble falling asleep last night. Even when he did fall asleep, the childhood Wenwen and Wen Zhi's face appeared in his dream at the same time.
Jiang Shihuai only slept for a few hours last night, and his complexion was extremely bad today.
The door opened and then closed. Wen Yin and Shao Yinan appeared in the camera at the same time.
【Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Scream like a marmot!】
【"The Only Crush" is always the best!!】
【I never thought that the first one to successfully pursue his love would be Shao Yinan, that unromantic guy!】
【Xiang Zhou, you need to step up your game!】
【Help! Who understands the satisfaction of shipping a CP?】
【I do!！！！！】
【May I ask when you guys are getting married?】
【We must sit at the main table when they get married!】
Seeing the two walking side by side, Jiang Shihuai's face involuntarily turned cold.
After that chaotic night last night, a crazy thought gradually emerged in his mind -
Wenwen went missing when she was five years old.
Maybe, Wen Yin was the Wenwen in his memory?
As usual, Wen Yin wanted to carry her luggage to the room on the upper floor first. But this time, she had brought a bit too much stuff, which was divided into two suitcases.
Just as she was thinking about how to carry them up, a big hand with distinct knuckles suddenly appeared beside her.
Wen Yin thought it was Shao Yinan. She looked to the side.
But unexpectedly, she met Jiang Shihuai's deep eyes under his glasses.
"I'll help you."
Because he hadn't slept well last night, Jiang Shihuai's voice was a bit hoarse, which sounded particularly magnetic at this moment.
Seeming to think that his words were too blunt, Jiang Shihuai pursed his lips and spoke again. "Teacher Wen."
Wen Yin was wondering what had gotten into Jiang Shihuai when another male voice came from behind -
"It's no trouble, Teacher Jiang."