I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

The whistle blew.

Jiang Che rushed onto the bridge.

Song Yuqi stood at the starting line, gripping the baton tightly, watching that white figure step onto the first log.

He was not conservative; he was fast, kept his center of gravity low, and stepped on the central axis of the log with every step.

The first jet of water came from the left. Jiang Che leaned to the right, and the water jet flew past his left shoulder, splashing up a row of white flowers.

I didn't win.

The second one came from the right, and he didn't dodge, but took it head-on with his shoulder without losing his footing.

People on the shore started whistling.

"Old Jiang is awesome!" Deng Chao shouted at the top of his lungs, holding a mineral water bottle as a microphone.

Song Yuqi didn't dare to make a sound. She stared at Jiang Che's back, her toes already digging into the sand.

The third log was the slipperiest section, and the water gunners clearly targeted it.

Two guns fired at Jiang Che simultaneously, one high and one low.

Jiang Che steadied himself on one foot and lowered his entire upper body, almost parallel to the log.

Two jets of water grazed his back and calves respectively.

Song Yuqi's heart skipped a beat.

It's over.

Jiang Che ran to the midpoint, turned around, and reached out his hand.

"Come."

Song Yuqi rushed onto the bridge.

Her sense of balance is really bad.

Her foot slipped when she stepped on the first log, and she quickly shifted her weight down.

With arms outstretched for balance, he resembled a penguin just learning to walk on a tightrope.

"Don't stop, keep running."

Jiang Che's voice came from the side.

He didn't leave; he stood at the handover point, blocking Song Yuqi's side.

"Doesn't the rule say I can't block my partner's way?" Song Yuqi asked in a low voice.

"Did you explain the rules?"

"...He didn't say."

"Then stop talking nonsense."

The water gun was readjusted, and a jet of water shot out.

Jiang Che took a step to the right and caught the jet of water on his arm.

Song Yuqi ran two steps forward, and her foot slipped on the fifth log.

She swayed to the right, then quickly shifted her weight to the left, barely managing to steady herself, before flailing her arms wildly at the air.

The pose was awkward, but it didn't fall.

Live stream chat: [Flapping wings! Flapping wings!! Song Yuqi, are you flying?!]

[That posture—but he held firm!!!]

The last log, the water gun aimed at her again.

Jiang Che blocked her way.

The jet of water hit him squarely in the chest, and his white shirt clung to his skin with a whoosh.

Song Yuqi rushed to the finish line and grabbed the flag.

"Pass!"

She turned around, panting, and saw Jiang Che standing on the last log, his shirt completely soaked and water dripping from his hair.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but didn't.

Jiang Che jumped down from the log, walked over, took the flag from her hand, and handed it to the referee.

"You walked quite well just now," he said.

"What do you mean 'okay'?" Song Yuqi gasped for breath. "I finished walking, okay!"

"Yes, we're done."

Even just those four words sound quite pleasant to the ear.

Song Yuqi glanced furtively at his soaked shirt before looking away.

Wu Zheng rushed over to announce the results.

"Jiang Che and Song Yuqi's team finished in 2 minutes and 7 seconds! A new record! The fastest in the entire event!"

Deng Chao threw the mineral water bottle on the ground.

"Wait, how come your group is even faster than Dilraba and Lu Han?"

Chen He: "Because one of them was a human shield, and the other was a VIP being escorted."

"What's wrong with being a VIP!" Song Yuqi immediately retorted, "As long as the VIP didn't fall into the water, that's all that matters!"

Dilraba stood right next to her, holding a towel in her hand.

She glanced at Song Yuqi and handed her the towel.

Song Yuqi was stunned for a moment.

"Your hair is wet," Dilraba said calmly, without a hint of sarcasm. "Hurry up and dry it, or you'll catch a cold. Some people will worry about you."

Song Yuqi took it and whispered "Thank you".

Dilraba turned around and walked to the other side.

No one stirred things up during this segment, and there were no screenshots or comments; it just passed quietly.

But Lu Han, who was standing nearby, saw it and quietly patted Deng Chao's arm.

Deng Chao followed the gaze and silently shut his mouth.

"Okay!" Wu Zheng announced through a megaphone.

"Final rankings for the Sanya leg: Red Team first, Dilraba and Lu Han second, Deng Chao and Chen He third, eliminated!"

Deng Chao: "What do you mean by elimination! We were killed by water cannons!"

"The punishment for third place!"

Wu Zheng grinned slyly, "Tonight's final live broadcast will require Deng Chao and Chen He to reveal their deepest secret in front of 30 million viewers!"

Chen He turned to look at Deng Chao, and Deng Chao turned to look at Chen He.

They both spoke at the same time: "I have no secrets."

"You do!" They both realized at the same time. "No offense, but..."

The whole audience burst into laughter.

Song Yuqi was laughing so hard she was clutching her stomach. Her laughter was genuinely joyful until she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, and the sound effect of her laughter froze for a moment.

Wu Zheng hasn't left yet.

He stood there, holding a megaphone, looking at her and Jiang Che with a meaningful gaze.

Song Yuqi's smile faded.

"Wait," she began, her voice a little hesitant, "Director, you... the only punishment is that the third-place winner has to tell a secret, right?"

Wu Zheng: "..."

He placed the loudspeaker beside him, then picked it up again.

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't say it, but your look said it all!" Song Yuqi exclaimed anxiously. "The rules say third place! We're first place!"

"Yes, the first place winner doesn't need to be a secret." Wu Zheng nodded, paused, "But..."

She knew there would be a "but".

"The winner will have the final speaking opportunity during tonight's closing live broadcast."

Wu Zheng chuckled, "What you say is up to you."

Song Yuqi crumpled the towel into a ball.

What they say is their own decision, what can she say? Say, "It's nothing, I'm just chatting casually, don't overthink it"?

The viewers in the live chat have already started urging them to hurry up.

She understood; a group of people were waiting to see her and Jiang Che finish what they hadn't said about last night's fireworks show during the live stream.

Someone handed her a bottle of mineral water.

It's Jiang Che.

"Don't overthink it," he said, just those four words.

"You make it sound so easy." Song Yuqi unscrewed the bottle cap. "What if it goes live on stream..."

"What if what?"

She swallowed her words.

If you say something during the live stream and the whole internet hears it, I won't be able to deny it anymore.

But she didn't say those words aloud; she just took a sip of water.

"Anyway, you decide what to do tonight."

Jiang Che took the water bottle and glanced down at her.

"good."

Song Yuqi stared at his profile for two seconds, but couldn't figure out what he wanted to say tonight.

She could never figure this person out.

...Never mind, there are still a few hours until the end of the live stream, I'll go back and change into some dry clothes first.

She told Dilraba that her headache was from the sea breeze, but it turns out that her head really does hurt a little.

Because of someone.

During the free time in the afternoon, Deng Chao and Chen He went straight to sleep.

They said they were saving their energy for the evening's live stream, making a final struggle to "reveal the secret."

Lu Han sunbathed by the pool, applying sunscreen three times, as if she were going into battle.

Dilraba spent two hours doing her skincare routine alone in her room. When she came out, her skin was glowing and she looked amazing.

Song Yuqi changed her clothes and walked around the beach, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.

Then she heard the sound of a guitar.

It came from the open-air balcony on the third floor of the hotel.

She stood there for two seconds.

They went up.

Pushing open the glass door to the terrace, Jiang Che was sitting there.

I don't know where I borrowed a folk guitar, put it on my lap, and started strumming it randomly. It wasn't a tune, just a few chords going over and over again.

He wore a clean black T-shirt today, and his hair was still a little damp, pulled back.

Song Yuqi stood at the door without saying a word.

Jiang Che dialed twice, but didn't turn around.

"What are you trying to say tonight," Song Yuqi stared at his fingers moving across the strings, "?"

Jiang Che's hands didn't stop.

He plucked the last chord, the sound gradually faded, and then he turned to look at her.

"Song Yuqi, what do you want to hear?"

Song Yuqi's fingers unconsciously clenched under her legs.

Ask her this question.

She knew exactly what she wanted to hear.

She just didn't know how to say it.

"I……"