RSDH CH20

Sunday morning.

Beep—

The official livestreams of All the Way With You started on time.

“I got up earlier than the chickens today!”

“Newcomer reporting in! Lü Ye Shu Huai is too addictive.”

“Is the streamer there? Where is he? Where is he?”

Cheng Duzhou turned on the phone camera and made a “shh” gesture toward the livestream.

The audience was caught off guard:

“Ah! A visual attack first thing in the morning!”

“President Cheng’s outfit today looks so good too!”

“Voice so soft, Teacher Duan hasn’t woken up yet, right?”

Cheng Duzhou switched from the front camera to the rear camera.

The room had the blinds drawn, and the light was dim. A pure white bed occupied most of the space. A lump bulged under the quilt, revealing only the back of a head with strands of milky-white highlights at the hair tips. As if the camera wasn’t allowed to linger, it quickly swept past, focusing on the messy pile of suitcases, cardboard boxes, and clothes on the floor.

The sound of gentle waves came from afar.

Cheng Duzhou pulled up one pant leg, squatted down, and prepared to pack the scattered luggage.

When he woke up this morning, he saw a message in the group chat saying that due to weather conditions, the return trip originally scheduled for tomorrow morning had been changed. Now, they would head to the airport immediately after the recording ended this evening.

As the phone’s perspective shifted down, the audience could see the open suitcase in front of him.

“This must be President Cheng’s suitcase; there’s so little stuff.”

“As expected of the clumsy beauty packing personally. Pity how President Cheng survived these two days haha.”

“President Cheng: Having you is my blessing.”

Cheng Duzhou was still holding the livestream phone. Seeing the bullet comments, he lowered his voice in the quiet room: “He packed very well. Everyone, please don’t call him clumsy anymore in the future.”

Cheng Duzhou’s tone was plain, but not displeased.

The audience felt a sweetness in their hearts, thinking this was blatant protective behavior.

However, Cheng Duzhou casually picked up the cobalt blue shirt from the suitcase, the one he wore once at the banquet, and said, “Why has everyone been saying I dressed well these past two days? It was all matched by your Teacher Duan. For this island trip, the clothes he packed for me fit the environment here perfectly in both color and texture, and are suitable for the temperature. Also, the accessories…” His finger traced the brooch on the shirt so the livestream could see clearly. “Does it look like a sail? I forgot I even had this thing, but he managed to dig it out for me.”

The livestream was astonished.

If Cheng Duzhou hadn’t specifically shown and explained it, the audience would never have known that Duan Xingye, who seemed scatterbrained on the surface, actually had such ingenuity hidden in his heart.

Cheng Duzhou didn’t know at first either, until he opened the suitcase at the campsite yesterday.

“Show you something.” Cheng Duzhou rummaged at the bottom of the suitcase and took out a bottle of perfume. His consistently low voice carried a very faint smile. “He brought this for me.”

It was a unique perfume. The liquid in the bottle was azure blue, containing an exquisitely crafted pirate ship. Due to special materials, the ship always floated on the surface of the liquid, swaying gently with the waves.

Just from the packaging, one could tell it was a scent suited for the ocean.

So Duan Xingye not only made sure Cheng Duzhou looked good on camera but even considered the scent for him.

Bullet comments:

“Teacher Duan is a detail freak!”

“Seemingly sharing good items, actually showing off love. Trouble you for the perfume link; I also want Teacher Duan’s style of care.”

“We only saw Duan Xingye’s clumsy side, but he was equally serious and attentive when packing luggage.”

“Tearing up. How many couples are there where one puts in effort but the other doesn’t appreciate it at all? I love Lü Ye Shu Huai’s mutual devotion so much.”

Not long after, a viewer asked with concern: “Did you get used to sleeping in the RV last night?”

“It was quite good.”

Cheng Duzhou placed the phone on the stand nearby, smoothed his cuffs, and began to pack the luggage scattered on the floor.

“The seaside environment is nice. We slept not long after going off-air.”

The livestream room, which was warm and tender a second ago, suddenly changed its tone.

“Why do the boxes scattered next to the suitcase look so familiar!”

“It’s a certain Durex gift set!”

“Let me count. One, two, three. Good lord! Three wrappers torn open in one night!”

“The RV must have rocked all night last night.”

“Slept not long after going off-air???”

“RV: Dare to tell the truth.”

Cheng Duzhou could see the abnormal scrolling frequency of the bullet comments from his peripheral vision. Confused, he took a look. Seeing what everyone was saying, a flush suddenly swept across his face.

“Fuck!”

He swore in a very low voice, stood up, snatched the phone, and went out the door.

The audience laughed uncontrollably: Don’t be shy, President Cheng!

Shortly after Cheng Duzhou left.

The person who should have been sound asleep on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Clear, bright light leaked through the gaps in the blinds, with tiny dust motes dancing in the air.

Duan Xingye, sleepy-eyed, looked back at the door.

After all, being outside wasn’t like being at home. He slept soundly in Cheng Duzhou’s arms all night, but as soon as Cheng Duzhou moved in the morning, he woke up. He just lazed in bed and didn’t want to move.

So when Cheng Duzhou was livestreaming just now, he was awake.

Duan Xingye threw off the quilt and got up, sitting on the edge of the bed. He lowered his head to rub his neck, and as he rubbed, the corner of his lips tilted up in a slight arc.

Cheng Duzhou has a conscience after all, knowing to speak good words for him.

Right at this moment.

He noticed the bright red gift box scattered on the floor.

The raffia was messy, and three torn packaging wrappers were lying on top.

Duan Xingye’s eyelid twitched, suddenly understanding why Cheng Duzhou abruptly went out halfway through the stream.

Cheng Duzhou just filmed this, didn’t he!!!

A new day, starting with a new social death. Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye continued recording All the Way With You.

The four groups of guests headed to the Sea Paradise.

Today, the production team didn’t have special tasks. The focus was on filming scenes of the guests enjoying the outing together, with the livestream room following their perspective to experience the fun scenery.

The park had no shortage of thrilling rides like pirate ships and roller coasters. Duan Xingye obviously didn’t like them; most of the time, he sat on a bench outside waiting for the other guests.

Cheng Duzhou was also by his side.

Follow director Old Xu asked, “President Cheng, not going up to try?”

Cheng Duzhou waved his hand, declining.

“He’s afraid of heights.” Duan Xingye was used to it. “Every time elementary school organized trips to the amusement park, in the end, it was always the two of us walking together.”

Bullet comments:

“Wuwu really want to see elementary school era President Cheng and Teacher Duan holding hands. Which artist can fulfill my dream?”

“President Cheng afraid of heights? When filming movies, he dared to jump down from a seven-story building.”

“I guess the fear of heights is fake; he probably just wants to accompany Teacher Duan.”

In the afternoon, everyone prepared to leave. To exit the park, they had to pass through the souvenir shop.

Jiang Li had a seven-year-old son at home, so she bought a lot of toys.

Wu Enqi was like a child herself, dragging her husband around happily.

Tao Ziyi and Huang Liang picked out couple items, focusing on posing for the camera.

Only Duan Xingye wasn’t interested in the park merchandise on the shelves. He walked to the front counter, picked a light blue ocean ice cream, and went outside.

Duan Xingye leaned against the railing. He had just eaten half when a gray-blue plush toy was handed in front of his eyes.

Duan Xingye looked up from his phone.

At first glance, the toy was a fish.

At second glance, it was a smiling tuna.

Anyway, it was hugely ugly.

“For you.” Cheng Duzhou glanced at the toy and said, “Little Dolphin.” (Note: He pronounces it “Xiao Hai Teng” which sounds cute/childish)

“…”

Oh.

Duan Xingye didn’t know what to say and accepted the hugely ugly dolphin.

He was somewhat surprised that Cheng Duzhou would buy a souvenir for him.

He wasn’t a child anymore, nor did he like these furry things.

But after all, it was a gift.

And while browsing the shop, he hadn’t thought of buying anything for Cheng Duzhou, yet Cheng Duzhou bought something for him.

Duan Xingye licked the cream off the corner of his lips and asked, “Want some ice cream?”

The ice cream in Duan Xingye’s hand was melting fast. The surface was licked smooth and silky, blending white and light blue colors, but it still looked delicious.

Cheng Duzhou looked at Duan Xingye, didn’t stand on ceremony, grabbed his wrist, lowered his head, and bit into the ice cream.

Duan Xingye’s voice raised an octave: “I’ll buy one for you!”

Bullet comments: Hahahahahaha President Cheng, your head is full of thoughts on how to take advantage of Wifey, isn’t it!

…

The first episode of All the Way With You concluded successfully.

The guests took a bus to the airport.

Facing the follow director’s camera, each group of guests bid farewell to their livestream rooms.

[Lü Ye Shu Huai] was a bit different.

After getting on the bus, Duan Xingye fell asleep hugging the dolphin toy. Only Cheng Duzhou was livestreaming.

Bullet comments all smiled like aunts: Understandable, Teacher Duan worked hard last night.

Cheng Duzhou couldn’t see the comments and just said goodbye to everyone.

He turned his head to look at Duan Xingye, extended a finger to poke the smooth cheek, and whispered, “Goodbye.”

Considering it said on Duan Xingye’s behalf.

The audience enthusiastically flooded the screen:

“Goodbye President Cheng! Goodbye Teacher Duan! Goodbye Little Dolphin! See you next week!”

Back in Shanghai, everyone threw themselves into busy work again.

Cheng Duzhou had script readings for the past two days.

The music variety show Duan Xingye accepted last time was about to air. He had to go to the site for rehearsal on Tuesday. Since the studio was in a neighboring province, he planned to stay overnight.

The elevator finally came down. The doors opened, and there were several people inside.

Two girls standing close by saw Duan Xingye, their eyes brightening instantly, clutching their work badges in extreme excitement.

“Hello, Teacher Duan.”

They greeted him with suppressed voices.

Duan Xingye paused slightly, thought for a moment, nodded faintly, and got on the elevator.

Since returning from the island recording, Duan Xingye clearly felt that people in the entire Shengxing Building looked at him differently. It felt just like that group of CP fans in the livestream room—cheeky and playful.

Duan Xingye wasn’t used to it and could only try his best to ignore it.

Xiao Dai followed with the suitcase.

The two girls were obviously familiar with Xiao Dai and immediately leaned in excitedly: “Is Teacher Duan going traveling again? Is it All the Way With You?”

“No way, just got back,” Xiao Dai laughed. “It’s Singer-Songwriter 101, going to the neighboring province for rehearsal.”

The music variety show had been announced, so everyone knew Duan Xingye was a mentor.

The girls worried: “Ah~~ then what about All the Way With You?”

Xiao Dai: “Back tomorrow, won’t delay All the Way With You.”

The girls: “Ah~~ then what about President Cheng?”

Xiao Dai was confused: “What about President Cheng?”

The girls whimpered: “President Cheng will have to sleep alone in an empty room.”

“…”

Duan Xingye stood in front, his face tense.

Treating me like I’m dead.

…

Reaching the first floor, the group got off the elevator.

In the corner of the elevator stood a young man wearing a baseball cap, staring at Duan Xingye’s back.

His agent was anxious beside him: “Why did you stop me just now? Don’t want to participate in Singer-Songwriter anymore? This was the perfect chance to apologize to Duan Xingye properly. He’s a mentor; he decides whether you stay or go!”

Tang Ning pursed his lips straight, saying nothing until Duan Xingye disappeared from view. “I have a way. Won’t beg him.”

After Duan Xingye got in the car, he plugged his phone into the power source, his fingertip swiping across WeChat, hesitating.

Should he tell Cheng Duzhou about the business trip?

Wherever Cheng Duzhou went, he would report to him.

And starting this week, the reporting escalated. Even having eel rice for lunch, he would take a picture and send it to him.

Boring.

Right at this moment, a notification popped up on WeChat.

Cheng Duzhou: [You’re not coming back tonight?]

Duan Xingye relaxed his breath slightly.

Cheng Duzhou probably heard it from Sister Yu.

He typed a reply.

Seen: [Mn.]

Cheng Duzhou: [What about tomorrow?]

Seen: [Coming back.]

Cheng Duzhou: [Sure you’re coming back tomorrow?]

Seen: [Mn.]

Cheng Duzhou: [Sure it’s tomorrow, Wednesday, that you’re coming back?]

Duan Xingye: “…”

What does he want.

Seen: [.]

Cheng Duzhou: [Oh.]

“…”

Duan Xingye ignored him.

He just exited WeChat when suddenly, the calendar popped up a reminder box.

[2nd day of the 2nd Lunar Month, Wednesday, 2nd Anniversary]

Duan Xingye paused.

He had set the calendar two days ago, reminding him starting from this afternoon.

It was just a casual action at the time; he didn’t intend anything by it.

Duan Xingye stared at the calendar for a while longer.

“…”

Disable reminder.

Really didn’t intend anything.

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Author’s Note:

Teacher Duan: What do you want?

President Cheng: I want this, and then that.