RSDH CH29

The shouts of “Lady Duan” drifting from the riverbank were too vast. Cheng Duzhou had gone out intending only to watch the fun from a distance.

As soon as he exited the alley, an awning boat happened to pass through the waterway ahead.

The white-clad figure standing at the bow left a back view that rooted Cheng Duzhou to the spot.

He saw the person’s long hair tied high, the cascading black silk smooth and shiny like water. The nape, warm and jade-like, was neatly cut off by the collar of the inner garment. The outer robe hung down along a straight and slender spine, the hem swaying gently in the wind. Dressed in white brocade robes, his figure was well-proportioned, exuding a stunning elegance.

In that fleeting glimpse, Cheng Duzhou’s eyes went blank. He felt the azure sky, the gentle green river, the gray bluestone slabs—the beauty of all scenery paled and lost color before that white back figure.

A crazy palpitation, stemming from a familiarity mixed with strangeness toward the person in white, attacked his heart, birthing a strong desire urging him to see what that person looked like from the front.

Spectators lined both sides of the riverbank, shouting loudly toward the center of the water. everyone’s attention was on the moving awning boat, surprisingly failing to notice a monk with hair chasing the boat behind the crowd.

Cheng Duzhou finally caught up. Unfortunately, the boat was about to pass under the bridge arch. He strode up the steps of the arch bridge in two or three steps and, without thinking, leaned half his body out to look down.

In this moment, his wish was granted.

Duan Xingye wore a jade crown, his hair tied neatly back, completely exposing a snow-white, gorgeous face, beautiful to the point of being blatant.

His eyebrows were like delicate strokes of ink painting, his black pupils with upturned tails full of spirit. The lines of his nose were superior and delicate, lips full and rose-colored. All the colors on his face were clean and pure. Set off by a white robe, he was a graceful young master in a muddy world.

Cheng Duzhou stared at Duan Xingye without blinking. As the boat went further under the bridge, his head hooked down more severely, deaf to the ear-splitting screams on the scene.

The four livestreams of All the Way With You saw the scene on the bridge clearly.

When a man draped in a red cassock rashly barged into the frame, everyone was stunned for a moment, only thinking: What a handsome monk.

The monk had thick black hair. His pure black monk robes were improved, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, sleeves fluttering. A bright red cassock draped from one shoulder to the other armpit, tied with a ring clasp. He was tall and heroic, looking not like an ordinary sweeping monk, but a master-level figure capable of flooding the Golden Mountain with one move.

The monk’s appearance directly relegated Xu Xian to the background board; the camera focused on him and the person standing at the bow of the boat.

One black, one white, above the bridge and below the bridge. One leaning half-suspended in the air, the other standing straight as a pine, gazes meeting.

The livestream exploded directly for this scene.

“Ahhh! The double top ancient costume male gods in my heart are born!!!”

“Begging you two to act in a BL adaptation! I’m going crazy!”

“They are called Lü Ye Shu Huai, ship them all for me!!!”

“God-tier, god-tier!”

“Duan Xingye is too fairy-like. This is the ancient costume look that best fits the phrase ‘Gentleman like jade, unparalleled in the world’ I’ve seen so far.”

“That monk’s look at the young master can’t be called innocent.”

Everyone was too excited, shipping fiercely.

But soon, some viewers reacted.

“Wake up! This is Fahai and Bai Suzhen!”

“Hahahaha! Why is Fahai looking more intently than Xu Xian? Whose lady is under the bridge anyway?”

“Feels like the monk is a player.”

“I’m really laughing and crying, despairing over President Cheng’s self-control.”

“Lost his mind from Wifey’s beauty, still staring.”

“I’m at the scene. President Cheng seems to have chased the boat all the way to the bridge to see Teacher Duan. Dying of laughter.”

“Teacher Duan fascinated someone to death, but I won’t say who.”

Duan Xingye heard the noise on both banks getting louder. He didn’t care at first. Just as the awning boat was about to enter the bridge arch, he timed the moment of passing to look at Jiang Li on the bridge.

As a result, four eyes met, and he was stunned.

That person wasn’t Jiang Li, but Cheng Duzhou.

Because he had no mental preparation, he was a bit startled.

Cheng Duzhou was equally stunned.

Duan Xingye’s long lashes lifted, and the moment his dark pupils glanced upward leisurely, a trace of lazy charm flowed out.

Cheng Duzhou’s heart was in turmoil.

He’s seducing me.

Snake demon confirmed!

Under the bridge was pitch black. Duan Xingye blinked blankly.

Light appeared ahead; the boat passed through the arch to the other side.

He looked back up at the bridge, wanting to take another look at the situation.

As a result, a person was lying on the railing above.

Still Cheng Duzhou.

“…………”

The screams on both sides of the riverbank had turned into rowdy laughter.

Actually, Cheng Duzhou was dressed as a very righteous monk today. Coupled with his unique ascetic aura, he was both sexy and attractive. But when he stared at Duan Xingye, it only reminded everyone of a flower-picking thief stalking a decent man in broad daylight.

After changing costumes, Duan Xingye received countless admiring gazes along the way and didn’t think much of it, just focusing on standing his post. But being stared at so directly by Cheng Duzhou, his face burned uncontrollably.

He felt ashamed for Cheng Duzhou, yet that fool was still staring at him unknowingly.

This bald donkey.

Embarrassing to death!

Duan Xingye turned away, ignoring Cheng Duzhou, out of sight, out of mind. But he could still feel the scorching gaze poking his back.

He calmed his breathing twice, finally turning back. As soon as he opened his mouth, his iron lungs were astonishing, shaking ripples in the water under the boat: “Cheng Duzhou, go back—!”

The roar of laughter erupting from both banks filled the entire ancient town.

The livestream was bustling with excitement.

Not long after, the topic #DuanXingye Lion’s Roar Disciplining Husband# climbed the trending search.

The scene of gazing at each other across the bridge and boat was adapted and designed by the program team. It was supposed to be completed by Jiang Li and Duan Xingye, but because Cheng Duzhou intruded and his gaze at Duan Xingye was more on point, the protagonists of this scene were changed to Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye, and the makeup photo was kept.

However, once substituted into the story background, the picture looked like the peerless love between Fahai and Bai Suzhen no matter how you looked at it.

Duan Xingye and Jiang Li’s photo became the umbrella borrowing scene.

Because it was a gender-bent version, the persona had to change accordingly. Bai Suzhen couldn’t be portrayed as coquettish, and Xu Xian couldn’t be honest and dull.

Under the lens, Jiang Li, dressed in academy attire, handed over the oiled paper umbrella with both hands, turning her face aside, appearing shy. Duan Xingye, with a faint smile, held out his hands to receive it.

Although Duan Xingye had no acting experience, he was naturally photogenic. As long as he didn’t freeze his expression and brought a slight smile, those lively upturned eyes revealed a different kind of spirit, making people feel the White Snake was a gentle yet slightly wicked noble son.

Wu Hao, however, couldn’t blend well into the role of Xiao Qing.

At first, he imitated Xiao Qing from past TV dramas. Walking with floating steps and twisting waist as if his leg was broken and not set right, pinching orchid fingers, he pinched his throat and said to Duan Xingye walking beside him: “Giegie~”

Duan Xingye frowned and immediately moved three steps away from him.

Bullet comments: Hahahaha! Teacher Duan wants to kick Xiao Qing back to the Purple Bamboo Forest!

The circle of people around burst into laughter, especially Wu Enqi, leaning back and forth emitting goose laughs.

Wu Hao was very embarrassed, scratching his head, clumsily saying: “Feels hard to grasp.”

Since entertainment was the main focus, the chief director told him to act like his usual self.

So Xiao Qing became a reckless fool.

The scenes for Fahai and Xu Xian were the easiest to shoot.

Cheng Duzhou and Jiang Li, a Movie Emperor and a TV Queen, conveyed emotions to the audience just through photos, acting with full tension.

When it came to Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye’s scene, the number of viewers in the livestream obviously rose.

Having experienced the first meeting on the arch bridge, everyone looked forward to seeing the Fahai and Bai Suzhen pair, but actually substituted the married couple.

The two were in the courtyard, taking photos of a fight scene.

To present a natural still effect, the guests acted out the scene first, and the photographer captured shots from the side.

Xiao Qing followed Lady Bai.

But Wu Hao didn’t need to go on stage, sitting aside to watch the show.

The couple had already taken their positions, face to face, one holding a sword, one holding a staff, weapons clashing.

With the director’s “Action,” Cheng Duzhou’s demeanor changed completely. Fahai’s ruthlessness and unreasonableness were performed vividly by him, just like the character seen on screen. Because he was professional enough, he was separated from the surrounding people by an unbreakable distance.

Wu Hao exclaimed too strong. He rejoiced that he didn’t have to act opposite Fahai. After all, compared to a professional, a non-professional like him might not even be in the same painting style, only fit to be crushed.

Duan Xingye wasn’t professional either, but was different from him.

When Duan Xingye acted, he had an inexplicable confidence. In terms of aura, he actually fought to a draw with Cheng Duzhou, not afraid at all. And that face miraculously covered all defects in acting skills.

When facing an enemy, he just froze his expression. There was no love or hate in his eyes, nor the instinctive fear of facing a powerful opponent. simply put, he had no acting skills, but his face was good-looking.

Everyone’s attention was instead focused on Duan Xingye’s excessively long eyelashes, in his dark bright eyes, on the wind blowing through his hair…

— “Sorry.”

Suddenly, Cheng Duzhou’s eyes flickered, his aura inexplicably collapsed, and he called cut.

For Cheng Duzhou, famous for the fewest NG takes, this was too rare.

The chief director was confused: “What’s wrong?”

Cheng Duzhou put down the staff, quickly glanced at Duan Xingye, then lowered his eyes. “Let me adjust a bit.”

The chief director looked at the time. They had been shooting non-stop all afternoon; no one had rested. Since it was the last set of photos anyway, he paused work to continue later.

Duan Xingye pursed his lips in displeasure. He intended to pass in one go and wrap up early in the freezing weather, but Cheng Duzhou dropped the ball. So he kept poking the man’s waist with the soft sword: “What happened? What happened? Fine with everyone else, but pulling me down here. Cheng Duzhou, don’t be cheeky with me.”

His complaining voice mumbled, muttering suspected of acting spoiled. The audience exclaimed cute.

That sword was a prop, couldn’t hurt anyone. Cheng Duzhou pinched the blade with his fingers, pulled Duan Xingye on the other end to his side, and disregarding the people walking around, reached out and hugged him full in his arms.

Duan Xingye stiffened. Bed matters didn’t count; in private, he and Cheng Duzhou had clear boundaries, let alone hugging in public, so he felt unaccustomed.

But at this moment, Cheng Duzhou’s chest was warm, dispelling the cold, so he gradually relaxed and didn’t push the person away.

Duan Xingye couldn’t see Cheng Duzhou’s expression and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

Cheng Duzhou hummed tepidly, whispering, “Can’t quite get into character.”

Duan Xingye paused, asking, “Tired?”

“Not tired.” Cheng Duzhou shook his head. “I can go back and fight three hundred rounds.”

“Get lost.” Duan Xingye understood instantly and tried to push him away.

Cheng Duzhou wouldn’t let him, calling him: “Duan Xingye.”

Duan Xingye snapped: “What?”

Cheng Duzhou took a deep breath, but his voice suddenly became small, as if he couldn’t hold it in anymore: “You are really beautiful…”

Duan Xingye was slightly stunned, stopping the pushing and shoving with Cheng Duzhou.

After a moment, his eyelashes trembled, and he raised his voice for no reason: “Of course I know, need you to tell me?”

Many people said he was beautiful.

From the first day of kindergarten, many people surrounded him saying he was beautiful.

Only Cheng Duzhou wasn’t among those people.

Perhaps because of this, hearing Cheng Duzhou suddenly praise his beauty made his ears go soft, strangely feeling a long-lost shyness.

Duan Xingye thought about being so beautiful that Cheng Duzhou chased the boat, so beautiful that Cheng Duzhou couldn’t get into character. He didn’t feel much pride in his heart, just burning hot.

Jiang Li entered from the gate at this time and asked, “How’s the shooting?”

Duan Xingye took the opportunity to push Cheng Duzhou away, saying without looking back, “Freezing to death, I’m going to put on clothes.”

Taking photos didn’t involve microphones. The audience couldn’t hear the sound but saw clearly through the livestream.

Xu Xian returned home and entered the courtyard. Lady Bai suddenly pushed Fahai away and left somewhat flustered.

However, Fahai’s face was red, and Lady Bai was also blushing.

Bullet comments:

“What is this inexplicable immoral pleasure?”

After taking the makeup photos, it was already dark.

Because the general direction of the story was equivalent to rehearsing once during the photo shoot this afternoon, only one or two scenes were unconfirmed. The guests were skilled and bold, preparing to improvise tomorrow.

The program team arranged a dinner with local delicacies of the ancient town. After eating, everyone went back to their respective homes.

At nine o’clock in the evening, the official Weibo of All the Way With You released the refined makeup stills, climbing the trending search list in a short time.

The most discussed was still the photo of Duan Xingye standing on the boat looking up at Cheng Duzhou.

Many artists had already drawn watercolor and ink wash versions of that scene based on this afternoon’s livestream. Lü Ye Shu Huai quickly broke out of the circle.

“Both god-tier faces, perfect match.”

“The gaze is really too passionate.”

“Wuwu, too sweet.”

“Cheng Duzhou’s love can be felt across the screen.”

Duan Xingye scrolled through netizens’ comments, not feeling that Cheng Duzhou’s look had anything to do with love.

He tilted his head on the pillow and asked Cheng Duzhou leaning beside him, “Tell the truth, are you a pervert?”

Cheng Duzhou glanced at him and turned off his phone: “Coming? My Lady.”

Duan Xingye: “…Do what?”

Cheng Duzhou slid into the quilt, mysterious: “Help me cultivate.”

Duan Xingye disgusted to death: “Crawl crawl crawl crawl crawl!”

…

The next day, Duan Xingye was woken up by the sound of water outside.

This might be the only drawback of living in a riverside B&B.

Early in the morning, boatmen passed by, and people were washing clothes by the bank.

Gathering was later today; waking up now was a bit early.

Duan Xingye’s thoughts were still a bit groggy. He rubbed his face with the quilt for a long time. When he looked up, he happened to see the camera on the table flash twice, the green light turning on.

The livestream started again.

Duan Xingye didn’t want to pay attention, glad he held Cheng Duzhou down last night so the room wasn’t a mess this morning.

He turned over with his back to the camera, preparing to sleep a bit longer, but saw Cheng Duzhou’s sleeping face by the morning light.

Duan Xingye didn’t go back to sleep immediately. His gaze bounced back and forth on the profile contour outlined by light opposite him.

Duan Xingye’s aesthetics were very picky, both visually and in taste, but he had to admit Cheng Duzhou was quite good-looking. Especially the chin, lean but not sharp, lines smooth. Very delicate in youth, very manly after growing up.

While he was looking, Cheng Duzhou suddenly moved, turned over, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and back, skillfully pressed on him while turning, not very heavy. Turning once more, their positions switched, Duan Xingye lying on his broad chest.

“?”

Duan Xingye looked at the man whose eyes were closed the whole time and said, “Are you awake?”

Cheng Duzhou gave a low “Mn,” with a nasal sound from not being fully awake.

“How did you know I was awake?” Duan Xingye felt uncomfortable lying on him and wanted to get down, but was held by the waist.

Cheng Duzhou slowly opened his eyes and said, “Felt you looking at me.”

Duan Xingye pursed his lips, not embarrassed.

Looking at you is your blessing.

Cheng Duzhou’s sleepy eyes were half-closed, looking at him, voice a bit dazed: “I had a dream.”

Duan Xingye folded his hands on Cheng Duzhou’s chest, resting his chin on them. “What?”

Cheng Duzhou’s Adam’s apple moved shallowly. “I dreamed you got on a boat, and I chased and chased on the shore, calling you but you wouldn’t listen.”

Duan Xingye understood immediately; he was influenced by yesterday’s makeup photo shoot.

Then he naturally recalled the moment he looked up from the boat and saw Cheng Duzhou.

Half his body hanging out of the bridge, almost falling, dumb, like a silly dog.

“Pfft—”

Duan Xingye suddenly found it funny and buried his face.

Cheng Duzhou frowned slightly, reaching out to stroke Duan Xingye’s highlighted hair.

Didn’t understand why he laughed. In the dream, he was dying of sadness.

Duan Xingye lifted his face at this time. The smile in his eyes hadn’t been fully wiped away. The warm morning light refracted in his eyes, bright and brilliant.

Cheng Duzhou suddenly wasn’t sad anymore at this moment. Seeing Duan Xingye lying on his chest with trust, his face clear and beautiful, smile innocent, his heart suddenly swelled with soft emotions, thinking of what Duan Xingye said by the stream yesterday.

— “When you smile, the sky warms up.”

Cheng Duzhou’s fingers moved down, rubbing Duan Xingye’s soft white ear. Sleepy and hazy, he really wanted to express something.

He wasn’t a human-shaped vibrator. He had feelings too. His feelings were much, much more than Duan Xingye thought.

Duan Xingye’s ears suddenly heated up, a bit itchy. He pursed his lips lightly, gradually restraining his smile.

He wasn’t used to it.

Thinking the livestream was still on, better not rely on Cheng Duzhou’s body; it looked improper.

Duan Xingye was about to remind him.

Cheng Duzhou called with a low, mixed voice: “Duan Xingye…”

Duan Xingye looked at him: “Hmm?”

Cheng Duzhou met those dark bright eyes. Before fully sobering up, his heart was already beating rapidly.

You smile, the sky warms up.

No, the feeling toward Duan Xingye was stronger than that.

Emotions could no longer be suppressed, pouring out turbulently. Cheng Duzhou said: “When you smile, I get hard—”

Beep—

The livestream suddenly emitted a ruthless muting sound.

Bullet comments anticipating the following dialogue: ???

What did he say?

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Author’s Note:

President Cheng: Soft emotions landslide.