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

The two lay face to face, so close that they could see their reflections in each other's eyes.

Dilraba whispered, "Deng Zhe, what should we do?"

Deng Zhe smiled and said, "Just follow my instructions!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hands and made a heart shape in front of his left chest, with his index fingers and thumbs touching to form a heart shape.

Dilraba also raised her hand and made a heart shape in front of her left chest.

The two hearts face each other, with less than 20 centimeters between them.

Deng Zhe's fingers are long and slender, making a perfect heart shape. Dilraba's fingers are delicate, making a smaller but exquisite heart shape.

Deng Zhe moved, keeping his hands in a heart shape, and slowly moved them toward Dilraba.

Reba also followed his movements and slowly moved her heart closer.

Two seconds later, their hearts were pressed tightly together.

Time seemed to slow down.

Reba can hear her own heartbeat, the sound of the waves of Erhai Lake in the distance, and the rustling of the wind blowing through the grass.

She could see Deng Zhe's eyes, see her own reflection in his pupils, and see the small shadows cast by his eyelashes in the sunlight.

She suddenly remembered the heart-pounding game she played in the library yesterday.

I remember Deng Zhe's focused gaze, my own wildly beating heart, and that final number 165.

Now her heart seems to be beating faster again.

But she didn't move; she just continued making a heart shape with her hands and kept looking at Deng Zhe.

Deng Zhe didn't move. He just stared at her, his eyes deep, as if he wanted to etch this moment into his mind.

Yao Yitian's voice came from afar: "Time's up. Perfect movements, correct sequence. Deng Zhe and Reba's group, challenge successful."

The guests on the sidelines were unhappy, and Chen He was the first to jump out, "Yao Yitian, you have no heart! Let them continue! Give them our team's time!!"

"Yes, it's so beautiful!" Even the gentle Li Qin was unhappy.

The other guests also surrounded Yao Yitian and started complaining about him.

Yao Yitian glanced at them sideways, a slight smile playing on his lips. "I have high-definition close-up videos here."

"Oh dear!! Director Yao~~ Did I do something wrong just now?"

"It's all Chen He's fault, he's so inconsiderate! Don't give him the video!"

"Yes, Director Yao, don't be angry, we'll help you beat them up!!"

The distant wail of Chen He interrupted the ambiguous moment between Deng Zhe and Reba.

Deng Zhe got up and held out his hand to Reba, "Get up! Go back to sleep at the hotel!"

Reba took his hand and stood up as well. "Come on, let's get it stamped!"

With that, she grabbed the documents and the bouquet of flowers and ran toward the program crew.

Deng Zhe didn't care about the other six groups' matches.

He asked the production team for a folding chair, moved it to the shore of Erhai Lake, placed it facing the lake, and sat down comfortably.

The lake shimmered, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of water, creating a pleasant atmosphere. He leaned back, closed his eyes, and began to bask in the sun.

Dilraba had just put away the wildflowers Deng Zhe had given her when she turned around and found that Deng Zhe was gone.

She glanced around and finally spotted him sitting motionless on a chair by the lake. After a moment's thought, she grabbed an identical folding chair from the side and went over to him.

She placed a chair in the empty seat next to Deng Zhe and sat down. The chair made a slight creaking sound.

"Are you tired?" Dilraba asked softly.

Deng Zhe recognized her voice but didn't open his eyes. "No," he said, "it's just more comfortable leaning against here."

"Mmm," Reba responded, mimicking him by leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes.

The two sat side by side, facing Erhai Lake, neither speaking. A breeze blew, lifting the stray hairs at Reba's temples and gently ruffling the hem of Deng Zhe's clothes.

The sounds of other groups clamoring in the distance could be faintly heard, but they seemed to be muffled by a layer of noise.

The first person to notice this was Yao Yitian. He was watching the progress of each group behind the monitor when he glanced up and caught sight of the two quiet figures by the lake.

He paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up. He quickly waved to the photographer next to him and pointed in the direction of Deng Zhe and Dilraba.

The photographer immediately understood, picked up his equipment, and tiptoed over there. He didn't get too close, stopping a dozen meters away, adjusting the focus, and aiming the lens at the two people.

In the scene, there are two simple folding chairs and two people. Deng Zhe is wearing the same blue outfit as the production team.

The sunlight bathed them in a pale gold, the Erhai Lake before them was vast and calm, and the Cangshan Mountains stretched out on the horizon.

The photographer slowly moved the camera, from the two people's profiles to their naturally hanging hands, and then to the grass blades rustling in the wind at their feet. The scene was very still, with only the sound of the wind and the faint sound of waves.

After a while, Reba quietly opened her eyes a crack, turned her head, and looked at Deng Zhe.

His jawline was defined, his Adam's apple rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and his expression was relaxed. She watched him for a while, then closed her eyes again, a slight smile playing on her lips.

The photographer keenly captured this subtle expression and zoomed in with the lens.

After an unknown amount of time, Yao Yitian's voice, announcing the results over a loudspeaker, could be heard in the distance.

Deng Zhe then slowly opened his eyes and looked at Reba. Reba seemed to sense this and also opened her eyes; their gazes met.

"It seems to be over," Deng Zhe said.

"Mmm." Dilraba sat up straight, stretched, and her bones cracked slightly. "That feels so good, I haven't felt this relaxed in ages."

The two carried folding chairs and walked one after the other toward where the main group was gathered.

The other guests had already gathered and were teasing each other about their embarrassing moments from the game. Deng Chao saw them and waved, calling out, "Hey, where have you two been hiding? I haven't seen you all this time!"

Deng Zhe handed a chair to a staff member and casually said, "I sat by the lake for a while and soaked up the sun."

Dilraba didn't say anything, but simply walked over and stood next to Guan Xiaotong. Guan Xiaotong touched her arm and whispered, "Are you comfortable?"

Dilraba smiled and nodded.

Yao then announced that everyone had completed the task and each team had received a stamp.

"Alright, that's the end of this segment. Everyone, let's move on to the next recording session!"

The group followed the staff and moved from the sunny lawn to the indoor area.

The venue has been set up, with two high stools facing each other in the middle and several glasses of water on a small table next to them.

"This round of the game is called 'Eye Contact with Water'," Yao Yitian began announcing the rules.

"Each person, man and woman, takes a mouthful of water, sits facing each other, and looks into each other's eyes for thirty seconds. If either person spits out or swallows the water during this time, it is considered a failure. The successful team will receive a stamp for this round."

The rules were simple, but they sounded hilarious. Everyone looked at each other, their faces showing a mixture of eagerness and apprehension.

"Which group goes first?" Yao Yitian asked.