Fake it on a dating show

Chapter 18

It wasn't until Zhao Minglang led her all the way home that Lin Xingyue came to her senses.

"Aren't you going in the future?" She asked in a low voice.

They stood in the corridor, Zhao Minglang took out the key to open the door, looked sideways at the person behind him, Lin Xingyue had a grievance on her face that she didn't realize, she couldn't help but sighed softly.

"I won't go." Zhao Minglang was resolute.

Lin Xingyue let out a "hmm", and was silent until she entered the door before asking, "Why?"

"I hope you do something because you are 'willing', rather than being wronged."

Zhao Minglang said, after thinking about it, he still told her what happened between her and Mo Yushuang, except for the part about Lin Xingyue's identity.

"One of the reasons I don't like her is her uncertainty. No one can really understand her thoughts. Unfortunately, I am not the one who can tolerate her, and neither are you. Don't feel sorry for her, and don't try to To understand her, she doesn't need it, it will hurt you."

Especially the part that Lin Xingyue shouldn't bear in the first place.

"I won't interfere with the relationship between you and her. I just want to give you a piece of advice. You can treat her as a friend who chats and eats with you, but never treat her as a senior you can rely on. This is not a good thing for you .”

Zhao Minglang paused: "I don't want a second time for something like today."

She didn't want to say it so...seriously, but from a selfish point of view, she didn't want Lin Xingyue to suffer such unnecessary harm again—potentially not.

Mo Yushuang is an out-and-out untimed|timed|bomb.

Lin Xingyue was obviously not an accident enough to turn her whole life around.

If there is an accident for the first time, there will be a second, third time...

But Zhao Minglang cannot guarantee that he will find out in advance.

Therefore, the best choice is to get out of the situation and leave in time, and maintain an appropriate social range.

Lin Xingyue stood at the door like a child who did something wrong, with her head down.

Zhao Minglang couldn't bear it, and began to wonder if his words were too harsh.

"I see." Lin Xingyue did not refute, "I will make it clear to Sister Shuang later."

Zhao Minglang tried to find some tactful words to ease the atmosphere, but Lin Xingyue just rubbed his eyes, and soon smiled again.

"No need to do this." Lin Xingyue said, "I know you are doing it for my own good."

A full gesture of understanding, without seeming reconciled or wronged.

It may also be buried in the bottom of my heart, or I don't want to embarrass myself.

Zhao Minglang guessed Lin Xingyue's true thoughts, and felt a little inexplicably apprehensive, but when he turned around, he heard Lin Xingyue mutter something in a low voice.

"Because Zhao is always a good man."

So that's probably why.

I really trust myself too much.

Zhao Minglang smiled helplessly, not feeling that he had the same attitude towards Lin Xingyue at all.

——It's just this sentence, why does she feel as if she has heard it somewhere.

"What kind of person is Miss Zhao to you?"

"A good man."

Zhao Minglang heard this sentence from Lin Xingyue again.

So why do you say that?

"Why do you say that?" the host asked.

They sit on a loveseat with a video camera in front of them, and the host sits out of camera range, asking questions from a teleprompter.

Now is the stage for Lin Xingyue to answer questions. She counted roughly on her fingers while listing specific examples.

"I will cook for me, take care of me when I am sick, she will cover me again when I kick the quilt when I sleep, and she will pick me up when I go home late without a car, and remember my favorite food..." Lin Xingyue Having said that, he paused and glanced at Zhao Minglang, "The most important thing is that he brought me home when I was homeless."

There is also such as taking her home when being bullied, like a stable and reliable parent.She will also give some suggestions and guidance on some life-related choices, but never force her to do anything.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhao Minglang is really an overly gentle person.

She has a good memory like Lin Xingyue, and she was taken aback when she listed them.

It turned out that Zhao Minglang had done so many things for her.

"He's really a good person." Lin Xingyue couldn't help repeating it again, as if to increase the persuasiveness of her words, she nodded her head and gave a "huh" forcefully.

Zhao Minglang turned his face away, and raised the corners of his lips to reveal a slight smile.

The host couldn't help complaining: "It sounds like a routine for a failed confession. The love|interest between the two is really different."

The corners of Zhao Minglang's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Lin Xingyue could only smirk.

"Then what does Ms. Zhao think of Ms. Lin?" The host then asked, "Is she also a good person?"

"of course."

"...Do you have any more specific thoughts?"

"Well, he is a very serious person." Zhao Minglang straightened his posture, pondered for a moment, and said, "Very gentle and sincere, he is as cute and pure as a child."

Also very well behaved.

Zhao Minglang did not say this last comment.

She just smiled.

Lin Xingyue looked at her with her face cupped.

This is a special event of that blind date show. The opening part is an interview. Before they came, they discussed it in private. They made an appointment in case of revealing their secrets, and told the usual truth, except for some special settings that need to be avoided—such as a blind date show. The online confession is just acting, and the rest are their true feelings.

Maybe not "sweet" enough, but they don't have any negative feelings towards each other, at least they can't make any big mistakes.

Originally, Lin Xingyue thought so.

But at this time, she suddenly found that Zhao Minglang's body was also shiny, more eye-catching than those celebrities.Gentleness is like a whirlpool, the trap she can't resist the most.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Minglang noticed the eyes of the people around him.

Lin Xingyue was startled, and turned her head with a blushing face.

Always frank, she swallowed back those compliments for the first time, and muttered in a low voice: "It's nothing."

The shooting of the blind date program group was divided into two weeks, because Zhao Minglang could only spare time on weekends, and the program group could only choose to shoot separately from other groups.

The originally scheduled group activities also had to be readjusted, changing from large-scale outdoor activities to dating spots such as amusement parks and restaurants.

The day after the interview was a trip to an amusement park.

Lin Xingyue entered the amusement park for the first time, and she was a little excited since she set off in the morning. Although she didn't take the initiative to say it, her eyes were bright. Zhao Minglang could tell it at a glance, but didn't point it out. .

The location of the amusement park is relatively remote, so there are not many people.

Coupled with the privileges of the program group, they don't even have to queue for too long.

Before coming here, Lin Xingyue had asked Zhao Minglang how to act better. After all, she was not a professional actress and she was paid a lot of money, so she was a little afraid of messing up her work.

Zhao Minglang only told her, "Just have fun."

When there are only two people coming to play, you may be able to let go of the game, but with cameras behind you all the time, followed by a bunch of staff members, it is inevitable that you will still be cautious.

When the sky darkened at night, they were led by the program team to stand in front of the haunted house.

The haunted house is one of the characteristics of this amusement park, and it is also a link planned by the program team early in the morning. The two are required to enter one after the other, and take pictures of the interactive reactions before entering and after exiting.

The frightened reaction is naturally the best.

Zhao Minglang was not sensitive to such things by nature, he went there a few times when he was a child and came out with a blank expression on his face, but her parents who accompanied her were terribly frightened, and they hugged each other halfway through.

This time she naturally didn't think there was any problem.

Lin Xingyue next to her looked at the dark entrance and clenched her hands, her face pale.

"Is it okay?" Zhao Minglang was a little worried, and asked her in a low voice, "If you don't want to go, I'll tell them, there should be enough shots for today."

"It's okay. I want to go!" Lin Xingyue clenched her hands and swallowed, "I've never been here before, and I want to go in and have a look."

She really thought so.

One of the reasons is that she doesn't want to cause trouble for the program group, and she is really curious about what the haunted house looks like.

Now that you have already stood here, there is naturally no reason to back down.

Zhao Minglang squeezed her palm: "Then I'll go first."

Lin Xingyue nodded.

Zhao Minglang smiled helplessly: "Let go first."

At some point, Lin Xingyue stretched out both hands and grabbed the arm of the person beside her, as if she was afraid that she would run away suddenly.

"Sorry." Lin Xingyue came back to her senses, blushing and let go.

Zhao Minglang touched Lin Xingyue's head: "I'll wait for you at the exit."

What is it like inside the haunted house?

Lin Xingyue had imagined it before, not only thinking about it but also collecting information.

It is nothing more than horror props such as zombies, vampires, dead bodies, severed limbs, plasma, etc., accompanied by dim lights and startling background music. Will be terrified.

Before entering the door, Lin Xingyue vaguely realized that she was probably the timid type of person.

But after she realized that those were illusions intellectually, fear and timidity became an emotion that could be suppressed. She didn't expect that her collapse was due to other reasons.

Beside the dark cemetery, there were only the sound of her footsteps.

The camera crew couldn't come in to shoot at the request of the park, and there were no dangerous facilities inside, so everyone stayed outside safely, so Lin Xingyue was alone.

The cold wind blowing from nowhere made me tremble, and I accidentally stepped on some mechanism, and there was a light click, and a small pot of water poured down.

Lin Xingyue abruptly stopped her exclamation, but she felt a stinging pain from the water in her eyes.

The cold wind howled, and her vision was blurred and dim. Lin Xingyue's footsteps fluttered, as if she was walking in a quagmire.

At a certain moment, reality unexpectedly coincides with the dream.

For countless nights, she fell into the abyss and wanted to reach out for help, but only saw the backs of her family members who turned indifferently.

Her voice was stuck in her throat, and the mud gradually engulfed her, and she couldn't escape.

Every time she repeated the dream, she sank a little deeper than the last time, and the hand she tried to reach out for help gradually dropped due to loss of strength.

It has been a long time since I had such a dream.

Just like the sparks that fell in front of the fuse of the bomb after the crisis was resolved, they appeared quietly when they were unprepared, trying to give an absurd and dark ending.

She gradually became difficult to breathe.

But she saw the light.

The exit is within easy reach.

"Xingyue!" A worried and eager voice came, smashing the darkness into pieces.

Zhao Minglang rushed over, hugged her, touched a little water on her bangs, and asked her nervously: "Are you okay?"

Lin Xingyue shook her head, trying to open her eyes to see the scene in front of her clearly.

It was dark outside when I came out, but the playground was far from closing time, and dozens of headlights illuminated the entire park as bright as day.

The white and yellow light dazzled, and Lin Xingyue felt her eyes were stabbed.

The more I wanted to open my eyes wide, the more tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Minglang panicked.

Lin Xingyue rubbed her eyes and couldn't speak, Zhao Minglang cast her eyes elsewhere, and the program team subconsciously took a step back, shrinking their necks.

Just sore eyes.

Presumably the contact lens has shifted a bit.

Lin Xingyue wanted to explain, but Zhao Minglang held her face in his hands, his blurred vision focused for a while before he could clearly see the unconcealed panic and nervousness on the other side's face.

No one had ever looked at her like this.

Lin Xingyue didn't think it was a big deal at first, but suddenly her nose felt sore and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

She cried.

The author has something to say: Special thanks to the "19 bar 110" little angel Sham Shui~ I was really surprised when I saw it today!ok~

Will work hard to update in the future!Try to finish this book as soon as possible 33~

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