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Santorini is located in the Aegean Sea. Though not large in area, it is the most famous island among the Greek archipelagos. Small and exquisite, it has become a honeymoon destination highly recommended by netizens in recent years, with its romantic index once surpassing the Maldives.

“Must visit Oia town once after marriage,” “It’s worth it if you can go with the one you love in this lifetime,” “A place single dogs are too embarrassed to go”—in the public’s impression, this island is closely linked to love.

Because the couple flew overnight, when Travel Together started broadcasting again the next day, it was noon.

A huge cruise ship sailed on the sparkling azure sea. Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye stood by the railing, receiving the task envelope from the program team. Inside were several photos of exquisite buildings and landscapes. After docking, they needed to ask locals along the way and find the places themselves to check in.

As the cruise ship approached the port, the audience could see the rugged island cliffs through the lens, densely packed with white cave houses built alongside, occasionally dotted with blue domes. The contrast between natural wildness and architectural delicacy was like soft cream spread on hard nut caramel, becoming a piece of art on the blue ocean.

After disembarking, the couple flipped through the photos again.

Cheng Duzhou asked, “Which one do you want to see first?”

The last episode’s honeymoon trip involved each group of guests filming separately, lessening the competitive nature. Therefore, the two were not in a hurry, going wherever their fancy took them, like tourists.

Duan Xingye picked a flat-roofed building with three bells, next to a blue church dome.

“This one.”

After selecting the target, they traveled light, passing through narrow streets, going up or down along stone stairs. As it was not yet the peak tourist season, there were few pedestrians in the small town, and those passing by were foreigners. Celebrity couples wouldn’t encounter fans everywhere like in China, so rarely, they didn’t need to wear masks to hide themselves. With their extraordinary appearances, they walked on the street like ordinary tourists.

Looking at the white walls everywhere like plaster, bright flower pots hanging along the guardrails, crowded but exquisite and neat street layouts, large patches of bright colors occasionally catching the eye, and the seascape and sky colors that couldn’t be adjusted even with filters, the livestream room commented:

“Beautiful like a painting, crazy want to go to the scene.”

“Rich people finally get married (achieve happiness); poor people witness with their own eyes.”

“Predicting tourists in Oia town will be full next; Travel at Night, Write Feelings’s endorsement ability is too strong.”

“Already searching for plane tickets.”

At this time, the afternoon sun was bright but not hot. When Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye passed a flat roof by the cliff, they finally met a few compatriots.

It was a newlywed couple taking wedding photos and their photographer team.

Taking wedding photos is actually quite arduous; no matter how beautiful the scenery, the mood to appreciate it is gone. Thus, the newlyweds looked a bit unable to smile anymore.

As a result, as soon as Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye appeared, the couple’s eyes suddenly lit up, restoring full enthusiasm.

“President Cheng! Teacher Duan!”

Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye had to stop and offer wedding blessings fitting for the occasion.

The couple sincerely requested if they could take a group photo, and they agreed.

Bullet screen:

“Spoiling fans!”

“Crazy with envy!”

After taking the group photo, the bride stepped aside and said enthusiastically, “You two take a photo alone. The scenery at this spot we’re standing is particularly beautiful. Must take a photo with the person you love.”

Here was a high point on the cliff, the wind a bit strong. Behind was a large expanse of shimmering sea and undulating roofs. The location chosen by professional photographers indeed had good scenery.

Seeing Cheng Duzhou had the intention to take a photo alone, Duan Xingye swallowed the words urging to leave that were on his lips and stood beside him without moving.

The photographer, shooting big stars for the first time, had endless inspiration. Looking through the camera, he directed, “Give some interaction. Please face each other, closer, yes! Give a feeling of deep gazing.”

Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye had a natural height difference advantage. When looking at each other, Cheng Duzhou would slightly lower his head.

Duan Xingye saw the smile appearing in Cheng Duzhou’s eyes, muttering in his heart, yet also somewhat unable to resist smiling himself.

Just then, a strong gust of wind blew. The photographer’s assistant, watching entranced, didn’t pay attention, and a long strip of white gauze slipped from his hand, flying with the wind.

Cheng Duzhou’s gaze moved slightly. He reached out to grab the gauze sent by the wind. Before the photographer pressed the shutter, he spread it and threw it upwards. The white gauze fell lightly, covering the two. Cheng Duzhou lowered his head and kissed Duan Xingye.

The bullet screen exploded with a boom.

Duan Xingye: “……”

Bumpkin even sets the scene for himself…

But amidst the velvet touch on the corner of his lips, he still blushed, unconsciously responding as if by body memory.

Click!

The photographer pressed the shutter.

In the picture, the white gauze was hazy. Cheng Duzhou’s profile lines were handsome and upright, set against the vast sea and sky behind, pressing on Duan Xingye’s lips.

Duan Xingye turned his head slightly, raising his swan neck, accepting his lover’s kiss with a clear and distinct beauty.

The wind blew through their hair tips, endowing the picture with dynamism. A slender beam of sunlight passed through the holy white gauze, slanting across their equally young and beautiful faces, looking extremely like the most sincere and pure appearance of love.

This photo was uploaded to Weibo two hours later, exploding on the internet. The excessive beauty and rich artistic conception made it the most classic “entry guide” (fan-recruiting material) for Travel at Night, Write Feelings.

In the evening of that day, the two guests arrived at the viewing point by the cliff, leading the livestream audience to watch the Oia sunset, known as the most beautiful in the world.

The camera faced the distant sea horizon. Cheng Duzhou took the opportunity to hug Duan Xingye from behind, and the two waited quietly looking ahead.

The red sun gradually sank to that shallow dividing line between sea and sky. The sky on the side of the town revealed a heavy blue rendered by oil pastels. Clouds intertwined gradually from red to orange. Layers of white cave houses accepted the sunset from the same direction, covered with a layer of golden glow. At the same time, churches, windmills, and rock walls were all enveloped in this warm gold.

Fresh sea breeze blew gently, waves lapped the shore, and applause from a group of people sounded in the open-air restaurant on the cliff below.

Every Oia sunset, someone would sincerely praise it.

Duan Xingye squinted slightly, falling into a fairy-tale dream.

Cheng Duzhou’s lips pressed against the back of Duan Xingye’s shoulder, eyes looking in the direction of the sunset, whispering, “Let’s stay here for two more days.”

Duan Xingye was silent for a long time, then nodded.

Recording Travel Together was work, didn’t count. The two extra days stayed would count as his and Cheng Duzhou’s official honeymoon trip.

At night, they stayed in a cliff hotel. After the livestream closed, the couple communicated with their managers respectively, dispersing domestic work arrangements, forcing out two days of time.

Cheng Duzhou flipped through the calendar and looked up at Duan Xingye sitting by the bed: “Wednesday night is the music awards ceremony?”

Duan Xingye didn’t even lift his head: “Mn.”

Cheng Duzhou bit his lower lip, pondering for a moment, and asked, “Do you want me to go?”

Duan Xingye’s fingertip pressing the phone paused, then continued messaging. One foot unconsciously swung up and down. “What for? Are you receiving an award?”

Cheng Duzhou got up, moved from the sofa to sit by the bed: “Accompany you.”

Duan Xingye supported himself on the bed between his legs with one hand, turning slightly to the other side to sit properly, the other hand still fiddling with the phone: “Who asked you to accompany?”

Cheng Duzhou, like a clingy spirit, immediately snuggled over, arm to arm, long leg to long leg with Duan Xingye, incredibly close: “I want to accompany you. Wifey singing on stage, me sitting below watching, feels very face-giving (honorable).”

Unexpectedly, Duan Xingye frowned and looked at Cheng Duzhou: “If your wifey doesn’t sing on stage, you feel no face and don’t plan to go?”

Cheng Duzhou was only slow for half a second. Any loophole in speaking could be caught by Duan Xingye, even if he didn’t mean what Duan Xingye said at all.

Used to being argued with, he said, “Whether you sing or not, are nominated or not, win an award or not, as long as you are an invited guest, I want to accompany you. Because that ceremony is meaningful to you. At meaningful moments, I hope to be by your side.”

Duan Xingye felt warm inside, but his face remained tense.

Cheng Duzhou used to be like a muted gourd; now he spoke in sets, sweet and annoying.

“Up to you.” Duan Xingye turned away, looking at his phone, muttering, “Anyway, if you want to go, I can’t stop you.”

Cheng Duzhou said, “Then ask for half a day more leave. We leave early Wednesday.”

They originally planned to check out and leave at noon on Tuesday so they could return to the country that day, accommodating Cheng Duzhou’s film crew schedule. Now that Cheng Duzhou decided to attend the awards ceremony with Duan Xingye, their pace aligned, and they could steal half a day more of leisure.

Don’t look down on just half a day more. The honeymoon changing from two days and one night to two days and two nights doubled the pleasure.

Duan Xingye was verbally reluctant: “Alright, but can’t do this next time. Just delaying my work.”

Cheng Duzhou agreed readily: “Okay.”

Sister Yu and Duo Ge received notification of the artists’ extended vacation again, feeling depressed for a while.

But the managers didn’t say anything. The two had worked so hard in previous years, never taking annual leave even when it expired. Besides, it was rare for them to be romantic and have a honeymoon, something unseen in the past. From a friend’s standpoint, the couple no longer burying their heads in work was a good thing, showing their married life was like fish in water.

…

The next day, the program team arranged for guests to go to a dessert shop in the town to learn how to make fondant cakes as a celebration of this honeymoon trip.

The teacher was a Greek man with a big white beard, looking like the old man in the Ganten water advertisement, speaking local dialect mixed with not very fluent English. The production team deliberately didn’t hire a translator, increasing the learning difficulty for the guests.

Both Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye were making cakes for the first time and had language barriers with the teacher, but they followed step by step, their replication ability full marks.

The cake base was successfully made. The subsequent fondant surface production was the technical work. After all, well-made fondant cakes could be called works of art in terms of exquisiteness and magnificence.

The two bent over the counter, focused on making molds according to the drawing, occasionally cooperating to help each other.

The audience watched excitedly: Serious men are the most charming!

As time passed, the couple’s cake gradually took shape. Finally, the finished product appeared. On top of the white double-layer cake stood a church with a dome as blue as the Aegean Sea. A silk-like bow decorated the side of the cake, with ribbons hanging down—a very fresh design. Although there were imperfections, achieving this level of completion made the teacher nod in praise repeatedly.

Under the program team’s arrangement, the couple went to the seaside. Staff placed the fondant cake they made by hand on a long table covered with a white tablecloth.

Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye stood behind the cake for a photo. People around applauded, blessing them like a newlywed couple.

And the audience keenly sensed the atmosphere of farewell.

Passerby fans were unsatisfied.

“Can’t figure it out. Why did we think this pair was a plastic couple before? Clearly the sweetest in the entertainment industry.”

“Can we book President Cheng and Teacher Duan to continue as guests for the next season? Too addictive, can’t quit!”

“Watching President Cheng and Teacher Duan sprinkle dog food along the way, a womb-solo (single since birth) feels like I’ve been in love once too.”

“Compared to when they first appeared on the show, Travel at Night, Write Feelings’s change is quite obvious, getting sweeter and sweeter.”

Many CP fans truly shed tears in front of the screen. In the program, two guests accompanied each other along the way, but in two months, they also accompanied the guests on the journey. Opening the [Travel at Night, Write Feelings] livestream room every Friday night had become everyone’s habit.

“Wuwuwu~ reluctant to part, hope this journey won’t end.”

“Really have to say goodbye.”

“Still remember many famous scenes of the couple, laughing until stomach hurts, and tears cost nothing when moved.”

“So happy to be their CP fan; candy is fed directly into the mouth!”

“I don’t care, Travel at Night, Write Feelings forever passionately in love!”

Old Xu said, “Happy times are always so short. Thank you to the two guests for their dedication along the way. Finally, please say our program’s slogan.”

Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye glanced at the staff’s teleprompter, looked at the camera, their low magnetic and clear voices perfectly overlapping, unhurriedly saying:

“Having you along the way, accompanying each other, holding hands to see all the scenery.”

The audience took advantage of the last moment to fill the bullet screen.

Thus, amidst applause by the beach and blessings from the whole network, the second season of Travel Together successfully concluded, leaving the audience with a beautiful memory of love before summer arrived.

In the evening, the production team left the island first to catch the plane.

Cheng Duzhou and Duan Xingye ended the two-month program recording, suddenly having the illusion of being light without burdens.

Cheng Duzhou had booked a seaside restaurant in advance. While eating, the couple planned the itinerary for the next two days.

Diving, hot springs, sailing out to sea, visiting the ancient city… also reserved time for sunbathing and spacing out on the beach.

Although they had experienced many projects elsewhere, honeymoon vacation emphasized joint participation.

After eating well, Cheng Duzhou put down his knife and fork, pressed the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and said, “Rest early tonight, build up energy.”

Having experienced two days of recording, Duan Xingye was just tired and said, “Let’s go, back.”

Arriving at the hotel, showered, Cheng Duzhou sat on the bed, using his phone to book the boat for tomorrow and the subsequent diving. After paying a deposit of several hundred euros, he looked up and saw Duan Xingye walking out of the bathroom.

Duan Xingye’s hair tips with milky white highlights were semi-damp. He wore a pure white bathrobe; the belt at the waist looked casually tied, seeming like the knot would come loose with a few more steps.

Duan Xingye didn’t notice Cheng Duzhou’s gaze. Climbing onto the bed, when he bent over, the crossed collar drooped. Cheng Duzhou’s gaze moved down uncontrollably, blinked, saw something good, and didn’t look away.

Duan Xingye fluffed the pillow and was about to lie down when his wrist was caught.

He looked at Cheng Duzhou: “Hello?”

Cheng Duzhou leaned close, sniffed at the side of his slender white neck, and asked, “Why do you smell so good?”

Duan Xingye was blank for a moment and said, “Same thing.”

They used the shower gel brought from home.

But actually, under the fragrance, Duan Xingye’s skin still had a very faint white peach scent.

Of course, this wasn’t the main point Cheng Duzhou was focusing on now.

“Same? Don’t move…” He pressed closer, pushing Duan Xingye down along with the momentum. “Let me smell carefully.”

“……”

Only then did Duan Xingye see through someone’s sneaky dog-like intentions.

Every feint was carefully designed.

Very early the next day, because they didn’t close the curtains last night, the first ray of sunlight shone straight on the eyelids.

Duan Xingye woke up. Their room was perched on the cliff, the bed facing the window. Opening his eyes, he saw the magnificent sunrise scenery, the sky presenting a texture like a transparent mirror.

Duan Xingye watched quietly, didn’t move, and didn’t plan to get up. He would sleep again later; the morning plan would be postponed.

Judging by the breath brushing behind his ear, Cheng Duzhou was also awake. Before long, he hugged him from behind, saying nothing, quietly lying with him to watch the sunrise.

The new sun finally jumped out of the sea level. Duan Xingye felt the remote control on the bedside table, pressed a button, and the curtains slowly closed towards the middle; the light outside was no longer blinding.

Duan Xingye closed his eyes, but after a while, he frowned, his voice a bit hoarse: “Cheng Duzhou… get up if you can’t sleep.”

Cheng Duzhou responded vaguely: “Won’t get up, still want to sleep.”

“……”

Another moment passed.

Duan Xingye’s brow furrowed tighter, about to curse.

Still want to sleep or want to sleep [implied meaning]?

The two missed all the planned morning activities. At noon, hotel staff placed the food tray at the door, knocked, and left.

After a while, the door opened a crack.

Cheng Duzhou, hair messy just right, looked out before opening the door completely. Bending over to pick up the tray at the door, his shoulders, neck, and back exposed from the edge of the loosely worn bathrobe were covered with fresh, tiny scratches. It was evident the cat at home had sharp claws.

He closed the door with his foot and re-entered the room.

In the evening of that day, Oia town welcomed a new sunset.

Cheng Duzhou pressed the remote control, opening the curtains again.

Duan Xingye interlocked fingers tightly with Cheng Duzhou with one hand, scratching the back of Cheng Duzhou’s hand until it broke skin, cursing with a trembling voice: “You are truly… a dog…”

Cheng Duzhou looked at the sunset on the horizon that he would admire no matter how many times he saw it. Oia town was now shrouded in boundless gold; everywhere the eye could see was beautiful scenery. His eyes couldn’t help but fall into intoxication. Looking up at Duan Xingye again, those upturned pitch-black eyes looking at him had obvious traces of crying, the pink at the corners of the eyes hadn’t subsided all day. Cheng Duzhou only felt that under the setting sun’s afterglow, his lover was beautiful and holy. Being scolded, he was also incomparably happy.

The two didn’t go out the first day, and still didn’t go out the second day.

On the last day on the island, until the afternoon, Cheng Duzhou ran water in the bathroom, took Duan Xingye for a bath, and then tidied up the room a bit.

Cheng Duzhou was changing the sheets. Duan Xingye lay on the sofa, eyelids heavy, realizing before falling asleep that the extra half-day leave was for him to rest.

Cheng Duzhou, you wait…

The consequences of making wifey angry were always severe.

Flying from Athens to Munich on Wednesday morning, Duan Xingye had earbuds in and hadn’t said a word to Cheng Duzhou.

Cheng Duzhou was like a teenager lacking self-control who had the anti-addiction system lifted. Day and night, he knew he went too far and dared not make a sound. In first class, he didn’t neglect taking care of Duan Xingye, and even bought WiFi on the plane to message Duan Xingye.

However, Duan Xingye didn’t connect to the internet at all.

Duan Xingye slept again midway. Waking up again, he found Cheng Duzhou looking at him.

Meeting his gaze, Cheng Duzhou put a hand in his trouser pocket and said, “I just picked up something.”

Duan Xingye wasn’t interested, turning his head to the other side with a cold face.

Although not going out for two days of honeymoon vacation had elements of his indulgence, if Cheng Duzhou hadn’t whined and acted coquettishly with him, would he have indulged him?

Regardless, just blame Cheng Duzhou for lacking restraint, causing his honeymoon to be equivalent to sleeping in a different place, just with a fresh environment feeling different…

Just then, an opened jewelry box was presented in front of him.

Duan Xingye glanced and saw a gem brooch lying inside. The single-sided wing shape was abstract yet resembling under the cut of the clear gem. A crown was tied to the other end of the gold chain, made of diamonds and pure gold.

Duan Xingye’s dark eyes were cold, pursing the corner of his lips straight.

Although he had plenty of jewelry and didn’t lack one or two pieces, who wouldn’t be happy receiving a gift from a lover.

The jewelry certainly wasn’t picked up. This jewelry brand hadn’t sought a spokesperson in the Greater China region yet, nor did Santorini have a specialty store for this brand. So it must have been prepared by Cheng Duzhou in advance for the honeymoon trip while he was with the film crew.

Cheng Duzhou probably thought about taking out the jewelry box to give him at some romantic place on the island, but unfortunately, they fooled around in the room for two days.

Duan Xingye took the box, looked at the brooch in his hand for a while, and asked knowingly: “What for?”

“Aren’t you walking the red carpet? Wear this,” Cheng Duzhou glanced at the crown and said, “Hope glory will crown you tonight.”

Duan Xingye concealed the arc of his lips, warmth spreading in his heart.

So there was a meaning. Cheng Duzhou giving a brooch of this shape was blessing him to win Best Male Singer and be crowned King.

Duan Xingye looked at it fondly for a while longer, snapped the lid shut, turned to look at Cheng Duzhou, and asked, “Are your accessories prepared?”

If they walked the red carpet together at night, matching accessories would be best.

Cheng Duzhou waved his hand without thinking: “I don’t need any.”

Duan Xingye: “……”

Cheng Duzhou was the kind of man who never spent money recklessly on himself, relying entirely on sponsors for red carpet appearances, but insisted on spending millions to buy top brand clothes and jewelry for his wife.

…Could be said to be very economical and practical.

…

Duan Xingye connected to WiFi and messaged Little Dai, asking Little Dai to go to his house and pick up the latest brooch from a certain brand.

The jewelry styles Duan Xingye fancied had to be pre-ordered. There was no time to buy a new one for Cheng Duzhou today, so he took a brooch he had worn once at a previous event for Cheng Duzhou to use in an emergency.

After notifying Little Dai, he opened the few unread messages in the pinned chat.

Love of a Lifetime: [This time doesn’t count. I’ll make up a honeymoon to you in the second half of the year, longer time, let’s go to Switzerland?]

Love of a Lifetime: [Pay attention to me.]

Love of a Lifetime: [I was wrong, shouldn’t have delayed the itinerary for momentary pleasure.]

[“Love of a Lifetime” recalled a message]

Love of a Lifetime: [Nobody wants me again.]

Love of a Lifetime: [Cat sighing.jpg]

Love of a Lifetime: [Sure enough, love disappears, right.]

“……”

Duan Xingye watched his self-pity and asked, “What did you recall?”

Cheng Duzhou shook his head in denial: “Nothing.”

Duan Xingye immediately turned his face cold and said threatening words.

Only then did Cheng Duzhou lower his eyes and confess honestly: “Swore not to touch you for the next month.”

But regretted it as soon as he sent it, recalled instantly.

Duan Xingye: “……”

Dare you say you realized your mistake?

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Author’s Note:

Teacher Duan: Might as well recall the apology too.

President Cheng (honest and simple): Really wrong.

Teacher Duan: Stop acting!