RSDH CH19

The global limited-edition wristwatch, which existed only in rumors just a moment ago, now appeared before everyone’s eyes, causing a small commotion at the filming site.

“Did President Cheng buy this for you?” Wu Enqi’s eyes lit up. “Even idol dramas wouldn’t dare script it like this!”

Jiang Li nudged Xiao Jiahui again, complaining coquettishly, “Look at the young couple!”

Xiao Jiahui wasn’t lacking the twelve million Tao Ziyi mentioned, but he would absolutely never spend that money on a global limited-edition watch for her because it was useless. However, it was precisely this useless luxury that made it uniquely impulsive and romantic. Who didn’t have a bit of vanity?

On the platform, the number of flowers received by [Lü Ye Shu Huai] instantly surged by nearly a hundred thousand, leaping to first place.

“I can listen to Teacher Duan call him ‘Husband’ a hundred times on repeat!”

“Didn’t they say the final buyer was an Icelander?”

“Go check my WeChat, my WeChat also shows I’m in Iceland hahaha.”

“Is this a fake?”

“Some people just can’t stand seeing others do well; bring your brain, will you? There’s only one in the world, auctioned in a niche tycoon club. Who dares make a fake? They’d investigate your ancestors back eighteen generations.”

“Fans of a certain someone are having a mental breakdown, hahahahahaha. Some people haven’t even bought the watch yet but are already moving themselves to tears, saying intentions are the most precious, while the actual owner sits aside quietly watching him perform.”

“Being slow at the auction ultimately means he couldn’t bear to spend the money. Huang Liang, seems your Ziyi isn’t that unique after all~”

“Teacher Duan has President Cheng’s exclusive global pampering, I’m crying.”

“Pass it on! For Lü Ye Shu Huai, every day is an anniversary, and the sense of ritual is always online!”

Tao Ziyi’s face turned green. In the face of a global limited edition, he couldn’t say a single word.

If he hadn’t insisted on bringing up the anniversary, he wouldn’t have given Duan Xingye the chance to slap him in the face with this show of affection.

On one hand, he shot himself in the foot; on the other, an extreme sense of imbalance grew from the bottom of his heart.

Things he didn’t have, Duan Xingye could always get easily.

It was one thing for Cheng Duzhou to be handsome and good at making money, but he was also willing to spend a fortune to make Duan Xingye happy. Unlike his husband, who was just a playboy full of hypocrisy.

Comparison really kills people!

Duan Xingye didn’t intend to show off anything. If Cheng Duzhou hadn’t packed this watch in his luggage, he would never have worn it in his life. Even after knowing it was an anniversary gift and wearing it by some strange impulse, he felt ashamed to let Cheng Duzhou see it, so he hadn’t displayed it openly before, keeping it hidden under his sleeve.

But Tao Ziyi picked a fight.

Duan Xingye was never a pushover. To slap someone’s face, everything else could wait, so he rolled up his sleeve to reveal the watch.

Comparing sense of ritual with our family? Shut up.

At this moment, Cheng Duzhou handed over the coconut juice from the side.

Duan Xingye took it nonchalantly, using the motion to smooth his sleeve back down.

Jiang Li saw the embarrassment of Tao Ziyi and Huang Liang and found it funny, but she didn’t forget to control the scene: “Teacher Duan said it well. Anniversaries should be in everyday life, not confined to specific dates. Let’s not put the cart before the horse. If there is love and gratitude in the heart, it can be expressed anytime, anywhere, so the other person understands.” Finally, she looked meaningfully at Xiao Jiahui beside her, gritting her teeth slightly. “Don’t you agree? Husband.”

Xiao Jiahui hurriedly responded: “Buy, buy, buy! I’ll buy it for you when we get back!”

A burst of laughter erupted at the scene.

In the joyful atmosphere, the production team continued to play the next video.

Duan Xingye was watching.

Cheng Duzhou asked in a voice audible only to the two of them, “Do you want to eat shrimp?”

Duan Xingye glanced at the mantis shrimp, then glanced again. “No, hands will smell.”

He liked eating seafood, but worried it was inconvenient to wash his hands outside.

Cheng Duzhou sighed and folded up his cuffs twice. “Husband will peel it for you.”

“…” Duan Xingye’s scalp tingled, and he uttered a cold word: “Crawl.” (Fuck off)

Tao Ziyi always suspected they were fake. He called him “Husband” purely to better anger Tao Ziyi, thinking Cheng Duzhou understood.

Cheng Duzhou lowered his eyes, his slender, warm fingers deftly peeling the spiny shell.

Duan Xingye looked from the side. The man was suppressing a smile at the corners of his eyes and brows, lacking his usual sharp aggressiveness, having more of the unbridled ease of a clear breeze and bright moon.

He obviously understood too.

Cheng Duzhou said, “Treating you so well, yet you tell Husband to crawl. Heart is black.”

“Hiss…”

You’re addicted to playing this game, aren’t you?

But before Duan Xingye could speak, a whole piece of shrimp meat was stuffed into his mouth.

Duan Xingye frowned. Meishan’s mantis shrimp lived up to its reputation for tenderness, with juices overflowing. He subconsciously sucked on the fingertips dripping with juice, licking them with his tongue.

Cheng Duzhou’s black eyes suddenly darkened, and the teasing playfulness in his expression faded completely.

Married for two years, Duan Xingye wasn’t some innocent white flower. He was familiar with certain looks from Cheng Duzhou. His face heated up, and he straightened his back reservedly, shifting his gaze to the front.

Cheng Duzhou continued peeling shrimp.

Suddenly.

He muttered a low complaint: “Not fun.”

“?”

You’re just a sore loser!

A seaside banquet full of talking and laughing ended.

The production team announced the final voting results. [Lü Ye Shu Huai] left everyone in the dust.

First, a sapphire watch opened everyone’s eyes. Afterward, although the couple didn’t talk much, the camera always caught Cheng Duzhou stuffing various foods into Duan Xingye’s mouth.

Every time the audience saw the feeding scene, they laughed.

“President Cheng was peeling shells the whole time; Wifey didn’t even have to lift a finger.”

“Teacher Duan is almost becoming a hamster.”

“Other guests are seriously recording a show; they are seriously eating haha~”

The day’s recording was about over, and the guests could return to their RVs to rest.

Since it was the first episode, to give back to the public, the program allocated a certain number of prizes to each livestream room. Guests just had to complete a lottery draw before sleeping.

But before dispersing, there was a gift-giving segment.

As the guests who received the most flower blessings, Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye stood in the center of the venue.

The audience guessed what the gift would be.

Staff brought forward a red gift box, signaling the couple to hold the box on each side and display it to the camera.

Duan Xingye’s first reaction was cosmetics, but it felt very light in his hand.

He lifted the lid.

Nestled among purple raffia were several boxes of condoms.

—It was a gift set from one of the program sponsors, Durex.

Duan Xingye: “…”

Cheng Duzhou: “…”

This first place, we’d rather not have it.

Jiang Li and Wu Enqi clapped and laughed loudly in the back.

The bullet comments exploded with laughter even more.

“Teacher Duan: Listen to me, thank you.”

“The couple’s expressions really can’t be called happy.”

“How do you know President Cheng isn’t happy? Happiness doesn’t have to show on the face hehe.”

“How could President Cheng not be happy? This is clearly President Cheng’s Happy Pack.”

…

Back in the RV, Cheng Duzhou was responsible for wrapping up the livestream.

Duan Xingye took over the bathroom first for a simple wash. When he changed into pajamas and burrowed into the quilt, he shivered from the cold.

An island in February was warm and genial during the day but approached freezing at night.

Although the RV had air conditioning, its power was limited. This temperature didn’t even count as bearable for Duan Xingye.

Cheng Duzhou’s voice sounded outside, a bit blurry through the door, but it didn’t stop the deep, magnetic tone from numbing the ears.

Duan Xingye swallowed two mouthfuls of cold air and fumbled for his phone to check the time.

Why isn’t he done yet?

He typed and sent a message.

In the RV’s living area.

The audience finally caught a chance to face Cheng Duzhou and pestered him with questions.

Cheng Duzhou answered a few, delaying some time.

He used his own phone to enter the livestream room and took a screenshot at the right moment.

The ID frozen in the comments section was the lucky viewer of this draw.

For fairness, Cheng Duzhou turned his phone to face the camera, showing everyone: “Staff will contact you later, please check your messages.”

The livestream room was immediately flooded with “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh—”.

Cheng Duzhou thought a lottery draw shouldn’t be this exciting.

Until a bullet comment reminded him:

“President Cheng check WeChat!”

Cheng Duzhou paused slightly, took back his phone, and opened WeChat.

He saw the messages Duan Xingye just sent.

Seen: [Cheng Duzhou hurry up.]

Seen: [I’m freezing to death.]

The message notifications popped up one after another just now, seen by the entire livestream room.

“Substituting into Teacher Duan’s coquettish tone, ah, I’m dead.”

“Once President Cheng gets into bed, the little kitty drills into his arms. That scene is too fragrant.”

“Teacher Duan sincerely invites you to warm the bed.”

“President Cheng is so happy, wifey on a warm kang (bed).”

Cheng Duzhou put away his phone and looked at the livestream: “That’s it for today, going off-air.”

This time, the audience cooperated very well and didn’t ask him to stay, knowing Duan Xingye was waiting for him.

“See you tomorrow President Cheng, say goodnight to Teacher Duan for me!”

Cheng Duzhou returned to the inner room and locked the door.

Duan Xingye revealed only a head from the pure white quilt, looking at him resentfully: “You’re too slow.”

Cheng Duzhou didn’t respond. He squatted on one knee in front of Duan Xingye’s suitcase, unzipped a compartment pocket, and fished out two items.

Before Duan Xingye could see clearly what they were, Cheng Duzhou stood up, walked back, lifted his quilt, and flipped him over along with it.

“What… Ah!”

Cheng Duzhou slapped a palm on his lower back.

Duan Xingye looked back and saw a heat patch stuck to the back of his pajamas. “…”

“Don’t know how to find it yourself, just lying in bed shouting cold.”

Cheng Duzhou tore open another one and stuck it on his back.

Duan Xingye went silent and wrapped himself back into a cocoon in the quilt.

Cheng Duzhou helped with housework from a very young age. Not only was he capable of taking care of himself, but he was also very good at taking care of others.

From elementary school to middle school, whenever the school organized trips, Duan Xingye was often taken care of by Cheng Duzhou.

Cheng Duzhou went into the bathroom.

The heat patches started working. Duan Xingye stopped gasping from the cold and buried his face in the quilt to play on his phone. Suddenly, he noticed the date in the upper right corner of the screen.

February was more than halfway gone.

Duan Xingye opened the calendar, counted, and realized that in a few days, it would be the third day of the second lunar month.

His and Cheng Duzhou’s two-year anniversary.

Duan Xingye blinked thoughtfully.

Since Cheng Duzhou gave him such an expensive gift last year, should he also give one this year…

Duan Xingye unconsciously opened a shopping app and scrolled for a few minutes before suddenly snapping out of it.

Forget last year; maybe it was the first year, and Cheng Duzhou was being polite. This year, they were divorcing in two months; there was really no need for another anniversary.

Duan Xingye rubbed his face and tossed the phone outside the quilt.

Not celebrating.

Knowing it’s fake yet going through the motions is meaningless.

Just as Duan Xingye was about to fall asleep buried in the quilt, he heard Cheng Duzhou come out of the bathroom, then get into bed and lie behind him.

When Cheng Duzhou’s arm wrapped around him, Duan Xingye realized he wasn’t wearing clothes.

“…”

Right.

He didn’t bring pajamas for Cheng Duzhou.

Duan Xingye’s defensive aura dissipated. In his hazy consciousness, he arched into a comfortable position, the cold completely driven away.

Cheng Duzhou worked better than heat patches.

Cheng Duzhou grabbed one of Duan Xingye’s hands to knead and examine. A circle of faint purple bite marks could still be seen on the index finger.

After a long time, he asked, “Do you want matching rings?”

For two years, they never had wedding rings.

Duan Xingye’s hand dropped limply, his voice hazy: “No, thanks, sleeping…”

Silence behind him for a while.

Click, the light went out.

Under the quilt, Duan Xingye wearing pajamas was fine, but with his back turned, the heat patch pressed against Cheng Duzhou, burning his skin until it hurt and itched.

Cheng Duzhou complained, “Can you remove that thing?”

Duan Xingye nodded, arched his back, and slowly reached back to tear off the heat patch.

But Cheng Duzhou held his hand down and sent it back.

Then, long fingers unbuttoned Duan Xingye’s pajamas.

“…”

“…”

Duan Xingye opened his eyes in the dark: “What are you doing?”

“Same thing…” Cheng Duzhou hummed and hawed, “Husband will help you.”

“?”

_^

Author’s Note:

Teacher Duan: Crawl.