When Liang Yixuan returned to the bedroom after washing the dishes, Cheng Nuo was sitting in front of the dressing table and slapped the water. When he saw her coming in, he looked at her expectantly, as if he was waiting for some fresh gossip.

"What's wrong?" Liang Yixuan asked Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo looked at the door behind her: "Has nothing happened just now?"

Liang Yixuan closed the door, lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Seeing her entangled expression, Cheng Nuo turned on the lid of the toner, stepped forward and patted the sofa: "Sit here and say."

Liang Yixuan sat down on the sofa and frowned slightly: "Nothing happened, I don't have to ask me to send medicine."

Cheng Nuo was stunned: "What medicine? Brother Ji feels uncomfortable?"

Liang Yixuan was also stunned and shook her head: "No, it's...are you asking me about this?"

Cheng Nuo was dizzy by the "yes" and "no". After reasoning, he understood who the name she was omitted was.

"Is Teacher Bian feeling uncomfortable? Are you struggling with this?"

Liang Yixuan nodded hesitantly and shook her head again: "I'm not worried, I'll just have someone to deliver the medicine."

Cheng Nuo nodded, feeling no need to ask her and Chen Ji again if anything happened.

Liang Yixuan's attention was not on Shen Ji at all.

Cheng Nuo looked at Liang Yixuan: "Are you and Teacher Bian going to...resurrect?"

Liang Yixuan shook her head quickly and said silently: "It's just that he helped my grandmother last week, so I'll..."

"You just give me some revenge. Seeing that he is miserable, I chose to be in the same group as him."

Liang Yixuan nodded.

"Then will you send him a message to your friends tonight?"

Remembering Bian Xu's expression of pride when she was not honest, Liang Yixuan pressed down the corner of her lips and shook her head and said, "No."

"Then I'll send it to Brother Ji?"

Liang Yixuan stopped, looked at the phone in the palm of her hand, and slowly blinked at the dark screen: "I'm not here for a week, how do you send text messages?"

The editing of the main film was not so detailed that the content of the text message for each day was announced, so Liang Yixuan was not sure about the specific situation.

"It's too outrageous to say that you don't have anyone left and send you a text message. You won't let the male guests vote for you. Then Duan Ye sent it to me. Xiaosheng probably sent it to Sister Pan. Brother Ji sent it to me and Xiao Zhao, but because the group date on weekends had some intersections, he just said some polite words. I guess Brother Ji guessed that I had to send it to Duan Ye, and Xiao Zhao would send it to Teacher Bian, and there wouldn't be awkward double arrows, so he played the safety card."

"Say over there..."

"Well, who can he send to? He didn't even participate in the recording of the text message. Anyway, the program team can't do anything to him."

Liang Yixuan nodded thoughtfully.

The phone suddenly vibrated and the screen lighted up. The program team sent a message urging the guests to submit text messages.

Liang Yixuan slowly typing on the keyboard, frowned and pressed the send key.

A quarter of an hour later, the program team notified everyone to record the SMS sending and receiving process.

Liang Yixuan and Cheng Nuo left the bedroom and walked towards the second-floor living room. In the corridor, they heard Zhao Mengen asking Pan Yu from afar: "How is Teacher Bian? Are you doing well when you just went upstairs to deliver medicine?"

"Fortunately, the room was in a mess," Pan Yu smiled, "I originally wanted to clean up for him. Seeing that he was uncomfortable, I poured him a glass of water and left."

"Ah, he promised you to enter his room? I went to deliver fruit to him two days ago, but he didn't even answer, and just closed the door."

"Is this how?"

Cheng Nuo glanced at Liang Yixuan.

Liang Yixuan looked back at Cheng Nuo and touched his nose.

The two walked around the corner.

Pan Yu saw Liang Yixuan at first sight, and his eyes flashed, as if he was a little panicked: "I'm here, I don't even say anything no matter how I walk."

"No?" Cheng Nuo was surprised, "It must be because Sister Pan was too devoted to telling stories, but I didn't hear them."

"No story," Pan Yu smiled, "I just poured a glass of water for Teacher Bian."

"Sister Pan is modest. Teacher Bian is not an ordinary person. He can go into his room to pour water for him, so he is not far from being his girlfriend."

Zhao Mengen sat aside and bit her finger nervously, looked at Liang Yixuan, and then at Pan Yu.

Suddenly, four phones vibrated at the same time, and the program team sent a message urging everyone to take their place - interrupting the "fight".

Liang Yixuan pulled Cheng Nuo and sat down, let out a breath, and pinched his cell phone and became stunned.

Half a minute later, a tremor came from the palm of his hand: "I have no conscience."

On the other side, in the third floor living room, four male guests sat around the sofa beside the coffee table.

Bian Xu frowned and held his cell phone, waiting for the first vibration: "Teacher Bian, I heard that you have a stomachache..."

The words on the screen came into view. After reading the first eight words, Bian Shu directly pressed the lock screen.

After a while, the second vibration sounded: "Remember to take the medicine I gave you."

Bian Xu frowned even tighter and pressed the lock screen again.

The third vibration did not sound for a long time.

Duan Ye yawned on the side, and it seemed that he had finished receiving the text message.

Lin Xiaosheng put his phone back on his knees and curled his lips, probably not receiving the text message.

Shen Ji looked at the screen of his mobile phone opposite, as if he was still reading the text message.

Bian Xu shook his head with his eyes away, supported himself and left the living room.

The next Friday night was 8:30 pm.

In the third floor suite, Bian Xu took a shower from the bathroom and heard the tentative knock on the door.

Knowing that Liang Yixuan was training at the dance center tonight, I wonder what kind of ghosts and monsters came, Bian Xu didn't say anything to him and sat down on the sofa and sighed.

The little one was unconscientious and didn't see him last night. He went out early in the morning today.

These irrelevant people knocked on his door very hard.

Bian Xu frowned and pressed the upper abdomen, which was cramped again, poured a glass of water from the glass pot, swallowed two stomach medicines, opened the eighth episode of the night on the tablet, pulled the progress bar to the last SMS sending and receiving link, and picked up a dry towel to wipe the hair.

After a few seconds of buffering, the video was loaded and the scene after Bian Xu left the living room last night was played.

Duan Ye and Lin Xiaosheng sat for a while and left one after another.

On the sofa in the reception room, only Shen Ji was still holding his cell phone motionless.

Time passed by minute by minute, and someone began to ask questions on the barrage: "What's the situation? Isn't it just a text message from Liang Yixuan? It must have been sent to Shen Ji. Is it because of the suspense that has been so long?"

"I don't think the program team is so stupid unless..."

Bian Xu's hair movements gradually slowed down.

In the picture, Shen Ji's blank mobile phone screen was enlarged into a close-up.

After a while, Shen Ji finally locked his phone and got up and went back to the room.

Bian Xu slowly lowered his hand and threw away the towel.

On the screen, the barrage burst out densely after a short moment of blank space—

"...Is my memory CP just like this?qaq?"

"Ahhhh, Teacher Liang is empty! Rounding it means Teacher Liang voted for Teacher Bian!"

"Another talk about Liang Yuangao again!"

"Teacher Bian, have you seen it? You can #bear the "in" and be ready to go#!"

The sound of knocking on the door sounded again, and Liu Peng's cautious voice came in: "Teacher Bian, are you here?"

Bian Xu replied casually: "Not here."

"Is there anything about Teacher Liang to come to you, are you really not here?"

Bian Xu raised his eyebrows, walked over and opened the door, and looked at the stairs: "Is she back?"

"Oh, that's not yet. Teacher Liang and his dance troupe will have a performance tomorrow. Although Teacher Liang will not participate in the performance, he has to participate in tonight's rehearsal. He asked for leave and said it would be too late to come back." Liu Peng explained with a smile, "I asked you to talk about the film. That's it. There is a paragraph we have considered for a long time. In order to avoid causing unnecessary debate, it was not included in tonight's main film, but it may be necessary to show it to you."

Liu Peng held his cell phone and handed it to Bian Xu.

The screen is playing the chat scene between Pan Yu and Zhao Mengen in the second-floor living room last night—

"I originally wanted to clean up for him, but seeing that he was uncomfortable, I poured him a glass of water and left."

"Ah, he promised you to enter his room?"

Bian Xu pointed to the screen: "This woman has imaginary symptoms?"

Liu Peng coughed awkwardly.

There was no camera installed at the door of the room. Seeing that Pan Yu said so naturally, the director team was not sure whether it was true or not. They confirmed the corridor surveillance. They found that the jet lag between Pan Yu and the other side did not seem to be enough to pour water into the room. They felt that this matter was probably false, so they didn't cut this episode into the main film - there were not many episodes left in the variety show, so the program team wanted to achieve two CPs peacefully and didn't want to cause more trouble.

"Well, Teacher Bian, don't be angry. Look, the focus is on the back..."

The picture turned to Liang Yixuan and Cheng Nuo entered the living room. Cheng Nuo made Pan Yu sarcastic and said something sarcastic. Liang Yixuan pulled Cheng Nuo and sat down, pinched his phone and became stunned.
To be continued...