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Before the sun went down, with the sound of a police siren, the game ended.

All the guests gathered back in the courtyard.

At this moment, the livestream started a playback, revealing everyone’s identities.

—”Your identity is—a good person.”

Jiang Li patted her chest in relief and took the script: “Fortunately, I wasn’t asked to play the murderer. Too brain-burning. I just like to mix in with the crowd of good people.”

Audience: Haha! Three civilians, five wolves. Mixing in with the wolf pack is actually safer.

—”Your identity is—a murderer.”

The makeup artist was styling Cheng Duzhou’s hair. Cheng Duzhou read the script: “I carry the burden of a family massacre and must judge my enemies in my own way. Meeting the right him was an accident, but it won’t hinder my steps of revenge. Besides this, I have another unknown identity…”

Cheng Duzhou flipped through the two pages back and forth and asked, “What identity?”

Staff: “You need to discover it yourself during the game.”

“…” Cheng Duzhou flipped through it again and looked up. “Can I protect others in the game?”

“Who do you want to protect?”

“That correct accident.”

Audience: Ahhhh—Travel at Night, Write Feelings locked tight!!!

—”Your identity is—the detective’s assistant.”

Duan Xingye elegantly crossed his legs, leaning back in the chair reading the script: “Grandfather died an unnatural death. I secretly accepted the detective’s invitation to investigate in town. Therefore, I have one right to report. If I discover the murderer, I can eliminate them by writing their name on the gold card.”

Then, he took out a gold card from the envelope, curved his lips into a smile, and looked at the camera, his dark eyes cool: “Murderers, please hide well. I’m coming to catch you.”

Audience was overturned by his handsomeness: Teacher Duan is the strongest ACE!

Throughout the game, Duan Xingye didn’t rashly use his reporting privilege. Not because he wasn’t certain enough about his judgment, but to prevent a situation where the number of good people and murderers was equal during voting. Using the gold card then would be equivalent to the good people having one extra vote.

Gathered in the courtyard, the guests couldn’t help but review the game.

Wu Enqi waved her hands: “If I knew there were so many wolves, we should have just united and torn people apart.”

“If we knew.” Xiao Jiahui shook his head with a smile. “Who knew?”

All the murderers thought they were a lone wolf in the crowd, so they played the game carrying secrets, trying their best to hide themselves, and never thought to confirm the existence of accomplices. After all, no one was trustworthy.

Cheng Duzhou discovered his identity as a psychologist during the evidence collection process and also learned that Xiao Jiahui was his teammate, but it was too late by then.

Among the five murderers, the psychologist manipulated hearts, Brother-in-law Xiao poisoned over a long period. On the night the Old Master called his descendants into the room one by one to listen to the will, Master Huang bribed the maid to murder, the unknowing Third Sister Wu struck the killing blow, and Second Brother Tao was the last to enter the room, leaving the Old Master to die without saving him.

Bullet screen: No one could die more miserably than the Old Master.

The chief director announced the final result: “Congratulations to the Good People Faction for winning!”

Amidst applause, Duan Xingye received the gold badge as the representative of the Good People Faction.

Tao Ziyi applauded weakly and glanced sideways at Cheng Duzhou: “If President Cheng hadn’t gone easy at the end, we would have won.”

“Even without going easy, if President Cheng tore Teacher Duan, he might not have been able to tear me and Wu Hao. The good people still had a high chance of winning, right?” Jiang Li looked at Tao Ziyi and said, “Besides, the young couple couldn’t bear to eliminate their lover personally. They are married people; it shouldn’t be hard to understand.”

Wu Enqi was from the Murderer Faction and empathized with Cheng Duzhou’s approach: “If President Cheng had torn Teacher Duan right then, I would have scolded him for not cherishing his wifey at all.”

This sentence spoke the hearts of Travel at Night, Write Feelings CP fans, and the bullet screen was filled with flowers.

The production team arranged a sumptuous dinner for the winning side, and they could invite their respective partners.

The chief director added specifically: “You can also choose not to invite.”

As a difference in treatment, the losing side could only eat cold skin noodles (Liangpi) at a street stall.

Tao Ziyi and Huang Liang were both on the losing side and had no choice, leaving with somewhat long faces.

Guests got into the cars one after another.

Duan Xingye sat in the back seat.

Just then, Cheng Duzhou pulled open the door on the other side.

Duan Xingye turned his head to look, blinking lazily: “Are you going to eat too? I don’t recall inviting you, right?”

“…” Cheng Duzhou had one foot in the car and stopped.

The audience screamed in excitement.

“The crematorium begins!”

“President Cheng is done for!”

“Men who lie to their wives never end well.”

Cheng Duzhou insisted on getting in the car. Seeming embarrassed himself, a thin red appeared on his handsome face. He gathered the hem of his coat and leaned back against the seat: “It’s fine, I’ll watch you eat.”

“……”

So promising.

Duan Xingye lowered his head to play with his phone: “Then watch.”

The special car started, and the back seat was quiet for a long while.

Ignored, Cheng Duzhou looked at Duan Xingye, nudged his knee with his own, and whispered, “Duan Xingye.”

“……”

“Duan Xingye?”

“……”

“Duan Xingye.”

“What?” Duan Xingye was annoyed to death and glanced at him.

Cheng Duzhou said, “Don’t be angry anymore, okay?”

Click!

Duan Xingye turned off his phone screen: “Cheng Duzhou, aren’t you ashamed? Slacking off the whole time, relying on my cover, claiming to be a good person at every turn, vowing that I can trust your sincerity…”

As he spoke, he got physical, poking Cheng Duzhou’s heart position: “All heart of wolf and lungs of dog (ungrateful/cruel), playing me for a fool?”

Cheng Duzhou seized the opportunity to grab Duan Xingye’s hand: “Then I let you run at the end too. Let’s call it even.”

“Even? Is this something that can be evened?” Duan Xingye wanted to pull his hand back.

Cheng Duzhou wouldn’t let go, looking at Duan Xingye.

Duan Xingye also looked at him.

Cheng Duzhou didn’t speak, and the two just stared at each other like this.

Duan Xingye had a bad temper and scolded him: “What.”

Cheng Duzhou looked pitiful: “Wifey, I love you.”

“……”

The livestream room exploded with a boom.

“President Cheng, you know how to play.”

“Straight ball gets a good review!”

Duan Xingye pursed his lips, his snow-white face rapidly heating up.

Cheng Duzhou suddenly remembered the light sign a fan shoved to him when he went to see Duan Xingye’s mentor stage last time. It read “Wifey, I love you.”

Duan Xingye saw it then and smiled.

Seemed quite receptive to it.

He seemed receptive this time too—Duan Xingye no longer shook off his hand and quieted down to give him a chance to speak.

Cheng Duzhou lowered his eyes, rubbing Duan Xingye’s fine white fingertips, and said, “Even if it was just playing a game, lying to you still filled my heart with guilt. Thank you for your unconditional trust in me. Even if I had explained I was the murderer from the start, you would have allowed me to follow you, right?”

Bullet screen: Wuwuwu, just love this feeling of two-way rushing~

“Keep dreaming.” Duan Xingye turned his face elsewhere and said coldly, “If I knew you were the murderer, I would have voted you out first.”

The words were tough, but his attitude was obviously softer compared to just now.

Cheng Duzhou touched his fingers with his lips: “Wifey, you’re so good.”

Duan Xingye’s breath hitched, the red on his face about to burst: “Stop calling me randomly!”

Cheng Duzhou felt he wasn’t angry anymore, scooted over a bit more, and pulled the reluctant Duan Xingye into his arms, his arm crossing over the collarbone of the person in front.

Duan Xingye rested on Cheng Duzhou’s chest, feeling the evening breeze coming through the window. The wind carried the unique scent of Yu City, a feeling that made him familiar and at ease, so his body gradually relaxed.

Anyone could lie to him, except Cheng Duzhou; otherwise, he would be angry.

But since the bumpkin’s attitude was sincere and he had apologized, he would forgive him this once on the account that it was a game and couldn’t be taken seriously.

Cheng Duzhou lowered his eyes and saw Duan Xingye looking at the scenery outside with his face slightly upturned. His hair was blown by the gentle spring breeze, and the magnificent glow of the horizon outlined a shallow silhouette on his lustrous white face—bright and beautiful, reckless and brilliant.

He could see the appearance of Duan Xingye’s youth more and more.

If it were the Duan Xingye from a month ago, after being deceived in a game, he would probably only treat it with cold eyes and sarcasm, putting on an air of indifference to everything. Unless he kept asking until Duan Xingye got angry, he wouldn’t say some insincere words.

But the current Duan Xingye, even under the camera, would lose his temper at him, venting dissatisfaction on the spot, and be fine after being angry for a while.

This was good.

Before, Duan Xingye was behind a glass cover; now he had become a lively little rose.

Cheng Duzhou gazed at Duan Xingye, his eyes gentle, the corners of his lips pulling into a smile.

He let go of his obsession.

What was important wasn’t Duan Xingye saying love to him, but Duan Xingye opening himself up, trusting him, and accepting him.

The next day, the program team introduced four traditional handicrafts of Yu City: Porcelain-bodied Bamboo Weaving, Shu Embroidery, Osmanthus Ceramics, and Palm Weaving, letting guests choose to experience them.

Duan Xingye was worried about needle pricks and bamboo strips cutting his hands, so he chose ceramic making.

Duan Xingye and Cheng Duzhou arrived at the ceramic firing place, learned from an experienced master, and under their mutual pursuit of perfection, jointly made a vase.

Before sending the ceramic blank into the kiln for firing, Cheng Duzhou held a sculpting pen, examining the vase.

Duan Xingye said, “What are you dawdling for?”

Cheng Duzhou looked at him and pondered, “Should we carve characters somewhere? Like C&D.”

Initials of their two surnames, representing that they made this vase together.

Duan Xingye’s scalp went numb again, pulling his sleeve: “Don’t be corny!”

The audience laughed loudly, discovering that this young couple was a perfect match of complements: one allergic to romance, the other paying attention to ritual in every detail.

This episode’s recording was coming to an end.

The chief director pulled out the scoreboard again, cleared his throat, and announced: “In the next episode, which is also the last episode, the four groups of guests will travel separately. The program team has prepared a surprising and romantic honeymoon trip for everyone.”

The guests applauded, and Jiang Li and Wu Enqi cheered.

“There are four honeymoon locations for everyone to choose from.” The chief director said, “This is where points come in handy. Please invite the first-place Travel at Night, Write Feelings to choose a location first.”

Sounds of envy rose around.

The couple’s livestream room was ecstatic; everyone hoped the CP they shipped could choose the best honeymoon destination.

Travel at Night, Write Feelings lived up to expectations. After choosing for a moment in front of four photos, they unified their opinion and chose Santorini, Greece. Just looking at the photos, it was very luxurious.

After other guests also chose their honeymoon locations, the fifth episode of Travel Together ended successfully.

The audience looked forward to next week’s honeymoon special while expressing sadness.

“Why is it ending so soon?”

“Terrible, already starting to feel empty.”

“Begging for Travel at Night, Write Feelings’s honeymoon special to be recorded for ten days or half a month; won’t get tired of watching!”

After the two days and one night of recording ended, Duan Xingye and Cheng Duzhou returned to the Kan family home.

In the car, Duan Xingye opened his phone to browse Weibo.

#Wang Shixi# was still hanging on the hot search list. For two days, the heat of this family reached a peak.

Wang Shixi probably never dreamed he would debut as a top traffic star in this way.

Because the whole country was paying attention to the plastic surgery hospital matter, the case investigation and handling were fast. Yesterday, the police issued a briefing stating that Wang Suqian had been taken away. Duan Qiwei had been invisible for these two days, but netizens tracked and found that several companies under his name had been deregistered, and he was already on the list of dishonest persons subject to enforcement.

Bored, with the mood of eating melon (gossiping), Duan Xingye clicked into the entry to see if there were new developments.

Just this morning, Wang Shixi’s Weibo was banned, unable to post.

The top Weibo post on the square became one posted a few hours ago.

Melon Eating Frontline:

Today, a socialite in Shanghai posted a blog accusing Wang X Qian of having an affair with her husband while operating the plastic surgery hospital. The language was intense and full of abuse. What does everyone think about this?

The attached image was a screenshot of the party’s Weibo.

[Wang Suqian, even if you went in (jail), give me a response! I went to your place for beauty treatments, and you hooked up with my man in the reception room. You fucking aren’t even as good as a chicken (prostitute), rotten cnt, slt…]

The rest were all censored words.

The socialite who posted was surnamed Fang, famous in the circle for her spicy personality. A year ago, she became a member and regular customer of Wang Suqian’s plastic surgery hospital, gradually becoming good friends with Wang Suqian and bringing Wang Suqian into her group of wives. She didn’t know before, but after Wang Suqian’s accident, she accidentally discovered records of the affair on her husband’s phone. Furious, she disregarded family ugliness to hammer Wang Suqian to death.

Netizens only felt it was livelier and left comments in the comment section one after another.

“Duan Qiwei was truly miserable marrying this woman. Business dragged down, and backhandedly given a green hat.”

“Sympathizing with Duan Qiwei? What are you thinking? Two kinds of people don’t sleep in one bed (birds of a feather).”

“Wang Shixi, your mom is a mistress.”

This family of three could be described as fully exposing their ugliness, mocked to the extreme by netizens.

Duan Xingye exited.

Just then, his grandfather’s message came.

Grandpa: [Duan Qiwei kicked that woman’s child out.]

Duan Xingye raised his eyebrows.

His biological father was truly heartless and decisive.

But not surprising. Raising his first love’s child as his own for so many years was out of affection for the first love. Now that the first love cheated with another man, he was purely a big sucker.

Now that the first love had gone in (jail) and left him a pile of trouble, Wang Shixi naturally wasn’t welcome anymore.

Then, another message came.

Grandpa: [Because that woman’s child wanted to expose your relationship with Duan Qiwei.]

Duan Xingye looked at the phone, silent.

Wang Shixi was desperate, wanted to die from cyberbullying, yet still came up with a damaging move to expose the relationship between Duan Xingye and Duan Qiwei, dragging Duan Xingye into the water to attract firepower for him.

This way, Duan Xingye would also become the “son of a deadbeat (dishonest person).” The many dichotomy-thinkers online wouldn’t care if Duan Qiwei had fulfilled his fatherly duties to Duan Xingye over the years. As long as they still had a blood relationship, they were father and son, and Duan Xingye must have accepted Duan Qiwei’s favors, thus unable to disassociate from this muddy water.

Duan Qiwei discovered Wang Shixi’s intention and used means to ban his account.

With his career, marriage, and social relationships completely collapsed now, even if he had thousands of regrets in his heart, not recognizing Duan Xingye was the last decency he had as a biological father.

Duan Xingye licked the corner of his lips, quickly replied a few words to his grandfather, and turned off his phone.

Seen: [Arriving home soon.]

After arriving home, Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye couldn’t rest. They immediately went into the room to change clothes. Many guests had already arrived downstairs, including former classmates of the two, Elder Zheng and a few other old friends of Kan Dashan who were also Duan Xingye’s mentors, and a group of relatives. They had to hurry downstairs to receive them.

While tying his tie, Cheng Duzhou lowered his eyes, was quiet for a while, and suddenly said in a muffled voice, “Is Jiang Siqi coming today too?”

“Yes.” Duan Xingye was busy looking for accessories in front of the suitcase, having no time to pay attention to him.

Cheng Duzhou straightened his tie, walked to Duan Xingye’s side, picked up a jewelry box from the suitcase, opened it, and handed it to him: “Wear this watch.”

Duan Xingye glanced at it. It was that globally exclusive yellow gemstone watch, the anniversary gift Cheng Duzhou gave him in the first year.

“No.”

Duan Xingye continued searching.

Cheng Duzhou frowned slightly, rarely stubborn, pushing the jewelry box forward: “Wear this one.”

“No!” Duan Xingye said, “Doesn’t match the formal wear.”

That watch was more suitable for colorful clothes.

Cheng Duzhou grabbed his wrist: “Wear it, Duan Xingye, I beg you.”

“Cheng Duzhou!” Duan Xingye thought he was so noisy.

…

Five minutes later, the couple went downstairs. Just as they reached the stairs by the hall, they saw a familiar figure walking over.

“Yo! Big star!” Jiang Siqi, looking like a playboy, walked up to the two carelessly, stood still, and looked Cheng Duzhou up and down with emotion.

Then, he looked at Duan Xingye again. “Classmate Little Duan, long time no see.”

Jiang Siqi smiled and extended his hand to Duan Xingye. Duan Xingye and he were old friends, so he shook it casually. His sleeve slid up, revealing the dazzling and flamboyant yellow gemstone watch.

“Ho!” Jiang Siqi felt blinded and tilted his head to look at the watch.

Just then, the consistently quiet Cheng Duzhou spoke up, asking, “Does it look good?”

Jiang Siqi looked up blankly: “What?”

Cheng Duzhou glanced at Duan Xingye’s watch and said, “Eight figures.”

Duan Xingye looked at the person beside him: “?”

Jiang Siqi was confused: “…Huh?”

Cheng Duzhou put his hands in his pockets, raised his chin at the yellow gemstone watch, and added, “Authentic goods at a fair price (Genuine).”

“……”

Jiang Siqi didn’t know what Cheng Duzhou was talking about but inexplicably felt the hostility of the big star.

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Author’s Note:

President Cheng: Mocked me back then, didn’t take me to eat fried rice cakes; I remember every single one.

Teacher Duan: ……