After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms.

There is an extra card and a mobile phone on the bed, which is the first task of the program team.

[Guests need to choose a guest of the opposite sex to send a "Spring Day message", and tell them what you think at the moment~]

Jiang Luo had no choice but He Ziyan.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she hunched over, held her phone, and typed with interest: "Nice to meet you. 】

Perfunctory, but unmistakable.

It's her usual steady style.

When you're done sending it, throw your phone back to where it belongs.

She got up and went to the closet, looked for her pajamas, and prepared to wash and sleep.

"Didi."

"Didi."

Two messages were received in quick succession.

Casually slicing her silk pajamas over her arms, she scooped up her phone to check.

The first one is from Qin Ning.

Qin Ning: [Teacher Jiang, I really didn't expect to meet you here, before you taught me acting, I haven't found a chance to repay you well. Next, I will repay you with practical actions. Mr. Jiang, please take care of the rest of the days. 】

After reading it, Jiang Luo sighed worriedly.

Given that Qin Ning's acting skills are too exaggerated, she actually doesn't want everyone to know that she taught him.

Messages are sent and received, not returned.

The other is from He Ziyan.

He Ziyan: [He Ziyan is me. 】

Burst.

Jiang Luo grinned.

In just five words, it vividly shows He Ziyan's magical brain circuit.

Cold, short, a little arrogant, and a little funny.

It's not [I am He Ziyan], but [He Ziyan is me].

He Ziyan is not you, who else can it be?

It's as if [He Ziyan] is a symbol, and he happens to be this symbol.

Well, Jiang Luo had to admit that this peculiar expression worked quite well for her.

Pulling the corners of her mouth, she looked at it again.

It's weird, but it's also a little cute.

Curiosity is on the rise.

-

The next room.

When the lights went out, the curtains blocked out the light outside, and the whole bedroom was pitch black.

On the bed, He Ziyan lay flat, closed his eyes, and did not sleep.

He didn't expect to meet his "lover" who he had never met here.

Much sooner than expected.

He had a well-thought-out plan.

The first step is to let Luoluo notice that her Yan Zihe is different from other Yan Zihe.

The second step is to confirm that Luoluo likes her enough Yan Zihe.

The third step is to further confirm that Luoluo's liking for Yan Zihe is only for the character, or for him who is hidden under Yan Zihe's identity.

Fourth, when the answer to the previous step is the latter, confess your identity to her.

The fifth step is to appear in her life as He Ziyan.

Nowadays, jumping directly from the first step to the fifth step is like taking a helicopter.

Turning over, He Ziyan frowned slightly.

If he tells Luoluo now that he is actually her Yan Zihe, in fact, he has been her "boyfriend" for so many days, how will Luoluo react?

Think he's a pervert?

Completely abandon "Doomsday Love" and think he's a pervert?

Blacklist him in reality, as well as think he's a pervert?

That's pretty much it.

Alas.

Before you have determined the fallen heart, you can't act rashly.

Turning over again, He Ziyan hooked his lips.

Judging from today's relationship, Luoluo's cuteness is only limited to her "boyfriend".

As for other idle people, she kept a respectful distance.

This contrasting feeling makes her more vivid and ...... Lovely.

It's so cute.

Turning over again, He Ziyan pursed his lips slightly.

Luoluo needed companionship, so he became Yan Zihe.

He was so moved that Luoluo broke into his life.

Maybe...... That's fate.

In the game, she raids him.

Now, it's his turn.

When he opened his eyes, He Ziyan's ink-like eyes shone with a clear light, and he pulled a sly smile.

Hello players, Raiders...... Coming soon.

-

The moon hangs high, reflecting the courtyard and penetrating into the living room through floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

On the coffee table, a forgotten book sits alone.

-

"Luoluo, let's go on an adventure."

"Fall, Daystar is in place."

"Falling ......"

In Yan Zihe's call, Jiang Luo opened his eyes in a daze.

I habitually touch my phone, but what I touch is an unfamiliar bedside table.

is recording a variety show.

She was instantly sober.

This is not her home.

Glanced at the ticking walking alarm clock, 8 o'clock.

I slept until 8 o'clock.

She rarely does this in her own home.

Maybe it was yesterday's social drain.

Maybe it's because after putting the phone away, the brain is really relaxed.

She didn't know either.

It was quiet outside the room. Everyone should be gone.

According to the rules of variety show recording, the guests can leave the cabin at any time to complete their work.

It's a pity that Jiang Luo has no other work for the time being.

To be precise, at present, recording "Spring Love" is all her work.

After stretching his waist, Jiang Luo got up, washed, and changed clothes.

walked out of the bedroom, turned the corner, and saw He Ziyan at the dining table.

Facing her direction, reading a book.

Today, he wears casual clothes, cotton pure white crewneck and long sleeves, with the inky black English word "crane" printed on it.

This gentle loungewear conceals his natural sense of coldness and makes him seem more harmless.

In fact, He Ziyan gave birth to a harmless milk dog face.

Whether it is the eyes that can reveal a pure aura even if they are lowered, or the delicate nose and lips, they are exuding an innocent atmosphere.

If it is an ordinary idol with a look like He Ziyan, he will probably be arranged with a "cute" character.

Pouting, coquettish, bouncing on stage...... Etcetera.

The scene of He Ziyan hugging his hands and clenching tightly and humming and chirping automatically appeared in his brain...... Jiang Luo's back was cold.

All in all, as long as He Ziyan didn't look at her with those excessively hot eyes, and didn't say to her those words that were enough to choke people, Jiang Luo was not so resistant to him.

In fact, Jiang Luo liked the somewhat peculiar message last night.

Well...... Let's gain +1 opinion.

She smiled silently.

Converted to the rules of "Doomsday Love", her current favorability towards He Ziyan is about ......-999.

"Is it pretty?" He Ziyan didn't look up, and asked coldly.

Jiang Luo was taken aback.

Opinion - 99999!

"It's okay." Jiang Luo was not to be outdone and walked away.

He Ziyan raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile, his slender fingers swept the corners of the book, and his fingertips were round and white.

He obviously didn't have any dissatisfaction, but seemed to be in a good mood, with a faint smile in his eyebrows, reminiscent of the mottled leaves cast by the cracks in the leaves in summer.

He seems to ...... It's also so difficult to get along with.

"Hungry?" He Ziyan inserted the bookmark, closed it, and got up.

Jiang Luo stopped at the corner of the table, "A little." Have you eaten it? ”

"No," He Ziyan replied in a warm voice, nonchalantly, "I'm waiting to taste the noodles you cooked." ”

Jiang Luo: "...... Oh. ”

Remember this stubble.

She pulled a rubber band out of her pocket, tied her hair up neatly, and walked to the kitchen, "I'll cook it." ”

He Ziyan walked to the refrigerator.

Looking at him, Jiang Luo remembered yesterday's scene-

He handed it over, and she put it down.

He handed the food, and she put the food.

I don't want to go through the experience of "an emotionless vegetable throwing machine" again.