Dilraba's rise to fame began with her appearance on Running Man.

"Ring!!" The doorbell rang.

"The takeout is here." Deng Zhe let go of the hot air and got up to open the door.

It was indeed the delivery guy, carrying two large bags of food. Deng Zhe took them, thanked him, closed the door, and went back to his room.

Reba had already sat down at the table, staring longingly at the bag in his hand.

"It smells so good!" She sniffed.

Deng Zhe placed the bags on the table and opened them one by one. The spicy and fragrant aroma instantly filled the air.

Reba couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks, take a piece of spicy chicken, and put it in her mouth.

"Mmm...delicious!" She gasped for breath from the spiciness, but still couldn't resist picking up another piece.

Deng Zhe ladled out a bowl of rice and handed it to her: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

Reba took the rice, shoveled a big mouthful, and then picked up some boiled fish slices.

Deng Zhe couldn't help but smile as he watched her eat with relish. He also served himself a bowl of rice and sat down opposite Reba.

"You don't eat spicy food?" Dilraba asked, noticing that he hadn't picked up much food.

"How could that be? I'm a genuine Jiangxi native," Deng Zhe said. "But I have to stay alert. If you get dizzy from the spiciness, I'll have to take you to the hospital."

"No way!" Dilraba retorted, "I can handle a lot of spicy food."

As she spoke, she picked up a large piece of boiled beef, her lips turning bright red as she ate.

Deng Zhe shook his head and poured her a glass of water: "Drink some water."

Dilraba took the glass and gulped down most of it before continuing her battle.

The two chatted while eating, discussing everything from today's recording to tomorrow's plans, from the scenery in Dali to the weather in Beijing.

"Oh, right," Dilraba suddenly remembered something, "Mi said we won't go public for now, so what will we do when we're recording the show?"

"Just record normally," Deng Zhe said. "Just do it the way you normally would. There's no need to deliberately avoid suspicion or be overly intimate."

Dilraba thought for a moment: "But we were already very close before."

"Then let's keep it up." Deng Zhe placed a piece of steamed beef on her plate. "Anyway, the audience already thinks we're a couple."

"That's true." Dilraba nodded. "Director Yao even said he's our number one fan."

Speaking of Yao Yitian, Dilraba recalled what happened on the rooftop last night: "Do you think Director Yao might release the video from last night?"

"Probably not," Deng Zhe said. "That's a private place. He wouldn't just put it there without our permission."

"That's good." Reba breathed a sigh of relief. "Although I don't mind going public, I still want to announce it myself."

"Yes." Deng Zhe understood her thoughts. "Let's prepare properly when the time is right."

Reba nodded and continued eating.

The meal lasted almost an hour, and as expected, Reba didn't finish it; the rest ended up in Deng Zhe's stomach.

"I'm so full." Dilraba slumped in her chair and patted her round belly.

Deng Zhe was clearing away the dishes: "I told you to eat less, but you wouldn't listen."

"It's delicious," Dilraba said matter-of-factly. "Besides, I'm in a good mood today, so I have a good appetite."

Deng Zhe tidied up the trash, took it outside, and when he came back, he saw Reba staring at the two molds on the table.

The epoxy resin had mostly solidified, and the flowers inside were clearly visible. The wildflowers, encased in transparent cubes, remained vibrant in color. The rose, in its own mold, had layers upon layers of petals, as if frozen in time at its most beautiful moment.

"So beautiful," Dilraba said softly.

"It will be even more translucent once it's completely set," Deng Zhe said as he walked over. "It should be able to be unmolded by tomorrow morning."

Dilraba looked up at him and said, "Honey, thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for saving the flowers," Reba said. "And thank you... for liking me."

Deng Zhe sat down beside her and took her hand: "I should be thanking you. Thank you for liking someone as ordinary as me."

"What's so ordinary about you?" Dilraba retorted. "You know so many things, you cook well, you can write songs, and you can..."

She paused, then whispered, "He'll still be good to me."

Deng Zhe smiled and pulled her into his arms: "Then I'll treat you even better from now on."

"You said it," Reba leaned against his chest, "If I can't do it, then I'll..."

"So what?"

"I'll bite you." Dilraba said, then laughed at herself.

Deng Zhe laughed, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Okay, you can bite me."

After cuddling together for a while, Dilraba suddenly asked, "What should we do this afternoon?"

"What do you want to do?" Deng Zhe asked.

"I don't know." Reba thought for a moment, "How about we go out for a walk? We've been in Dali for so many days and haven't really had a chance to enjoy ourselves."

"Okay," Deng Zhe readily agreed. "Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go to Dali Old Town!" Reba's eyes lit up. "I heard it's very beautiful there at night."

Deng Zhe checked the time; it was 4 PM. "Okay, let's go ask the production team for a car now. We should be able to get to Dali Old Town around 5 PM."

"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up!!" Reba said, pushing Deng Zhe towards the door. "You hurry up and get out, I need to change my clothes! You should go change your clothes too."

"What do you mean? Are you guarding against me?" Deng Zhe feigned a pained expression. "Am I not your boyfriend anymore? You're kicking me out while I'm changing clothes!"

"Get lost!!" Dilraba punched him in the back. "You big pervert, of course I have to be careful around you."

"Then give me a kiss and I'll leave." Deng Zhe lowered his head slightly, staring at Reba. "Consider it compensation from you."

Without a second thought, Dilraba stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Deng Zhe grabbed the back of her head and stuck out his tongue again.

Five minutes later, Dilraba gave him two more light punches. "You're so mean! My mouth wasn't even healed yet!"

"It's alright, we'll be wearing masks anyway!" Deng Zhe offered a plausible excuse.

"Get lost!" Dilraba pushed Deng Zhe again. "Go change your clothes right now! If you're not changed in five minutes, you'll be sorry."

Deng Zhe eventually returned to his room and changed out of his home clothes.

He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, and casually grabbed a jacket.

Deng Zhe put on a mask, hat, and sunglasses and went out, just as Dilraba came out as well.

Wearing the same white T-shirt and jeans, even their hats and sunglasses were the same style.

"Hehe!" Dilraba ran up to Deng Zhe, "We're wearing matching outfits!"

"Does it look good?" She twirled in front of Deng Zhe.

"It looks great," Deng Zhe praised sincerely.

Once downstairs, we asked the production crew for an SUV and started driving towards Dali Old Town according to the navigation.

The afternoon sun was lovely, streaming warmly through the car window. Dilraba sat in the passenger seat with the window down, the wind ruffling her hair.

"So comfortable." She squinted her eyes.

Deng Zhe glanced at her, a smile playing on his lips.

As the car traveled along Huanhai East Road, Erhai Lake was right beside the road. The blue sky and white clouds were reflected on the lake, creating a scene as beautiful as a painting.

Dilraba took out her phone and took a picture of the scenery outside the window.

"Honey, look over there!" she pointed into the distance, "..."