HEIFEIGU -Chapter 113

“You mainly met Lening, right?” Chen Mengyu sniffled and added a teasing tone, “We were just extras.”

Yu Yueting lightly pushed her head off her shoulder with a gentle smile.

She hesitated, lightly biting her lip, then firmly said: “Yes, mainly because I met Lening.”

“Actually, when we first met, I guessed she was the one sending the sky messages.”

“But at that time, I was very timid.”

“Yu Yueting has acted in so many BG-oriented idol dramas—why choose a girl?”

She asked herself this question and smiled bitterly. Back then, she was timid, and just thinking about facing such questions made her shiver uncontrollably.

“At that time, I couldn’t face such questions, so I chose Xiao Gao.”

“Here, I also want to apologize to everyone for my insincerity.”

She looked at Qian Shuyun and Xie Jixing.

“Teacher Qian’s answer just now also gave me great courage. Actors shouldn’t be hollow people; we should have our own emotions. Using genuine feelings to fill ourselves allows us to perform roles with more depth and layers.”

Since falling ill, Yu Yueting had rarely felt such a strong urge to express herself.

After speaking for such a long stretch, she was slightly out of breath.

Everyone was listening attentively, giving her encouraging looks, supporting her to continue.

Yu Yueting took a deep breath and gently held Yin Lening’s hand.

“I’m very grateful to Lening. From the very beginning, she has stood firmly by my side, always paying attention to how I’m feeling, carefully arranging dates for me, making me feel safe at all times.”

“But I’m even more grateful to the version of myself that was willing to step out of the abyss.”

“Although I know that the person I’ve become may be far from the Yu Yueting I was before, and I might face some criticism or attacks, if I had backed down back then, I might not have had such a beautiful encounter today.”

“So, to my fellow patients who are still struggling at the foot of the mountain like I was before, I hope you won’t give up any chance to move toward the light.”

【Oh no, so many little pearls dropped.】

【I’ve been really emo lately, but I’ve been holding it all in, like I can’t find a way to release it. Just now, when Little Moon spoke, I couldn’t help but cry. Now I feel so much better.】

【I feel this is what social reality shows are really about—not fake glamorous bubbles, but emotions that truly touch the heart.】

The production team didn’t try to be overly sentimental, but the effect was excellent. The viewers in the virtual observation room seemed swept up by the atmosphere, sharing their own experiences.

If anyone could gain even a glimpse of hope or a little comfort through each other’s sharing, then it was all worth it.

When the clips of the first “Chutian” couple’s date were released, people nearly blew snot bubbles from crying while being touched.

Because there was so much footage, the editors sped up even the unimportant parts.

Everyone watched Chen Mengyu and Song Chu shoot arrows and ride horses, then play golf, all at ten times speed—comedy maxed out.

Even the usually reserved Gao Xingchuan started making sharp commentary, “Wow, Brother Song, that’s an Ironman triathlon you’ve got there!”

Song Chu looked genuinely embarrassed, his hands crossed, thumbs pressing against each other.

“Not just three events,” Chen Mengyu complained, “After that date, I felt like my abs were about to appear.”

Xie Jixing: “Pfft.”

Watching his senior get flustered—so satisfying!

The footage kept playing skiing at 10x speed. Honestly, there was nothing important at all.

Song Chu acted like a coach the whole time:

“Keep your back straight.”

“Tighten your core.”

“Lower your center of gravity.”

Not a single line was what a romance reality show audience wanted to hear.

Amid all the laughter, only Jiang Tutu’s expression was murky and unreadable—no one knew what she was thinking.

The audience didn’t ask any sharp questions; they just had fun.

One staff member, holding back a laugh, asked Song Chu, “The viewers want to know, will you consider opening classes as a coach in the future?”

Song Chu pushed up his glasses, staring at the camera deadpan. “Our group already has that business. If anyone wants a sports experience, they can hire professional coaches.”

The final date was Gao Xingchuan and Jiang Tutu.

It was clear Gao Xingchuan had genuinely prepared.

His entire demeanor was excited and sincere, like a bright young man who had finally secured a date with his goddess, watching Jiang Tutu almost every moment.

But Jiang Tutu’s behavior mirrored her first date too closely.

Elegant smiles, restrained yet flirtatious distance, and occasional intimate gestures—all perfectly replicated.

Seeing the date through the third-person camera perspective was completely different from being there in person.

Without comparing to the other dates, Gao Xingchuan could still fool himself, thinking he was overanalyzing.

But now, the more he watched, the clearer it became, and he couldn’t help but lower his head and give a bitter smile.

During the filming, besides his daily work, he had mentally replayed every word and action of Jiang Tutu.

He pondered the meaning of every single sentence countless times.

On the way back to the villa, he always thought about what kind of smile or words he should show if he were lucky enough to run into her.

But seeing these moments captured on camera made him feel like a joke.

His nose tingled, and even his eyes were slightly red.

Gao Xingchuan had no experience facing cameras and couldn’t hide his emotions at all.

The audience saw him look up right on cue.

【Aww, so pitiful.】

【Don’t cry, Xiao Chuan. You’re amazing. After this lousy show, you’re still going to be fine.】

【But someone’s true feelings shouldn’t be toyed with, right?】

“Xiao Gao,” the staff member said softly, “shall we ask the questions?”

Gao Xingchuan took two deep breaths, suppressing the sting in his nose. “Okay.”

“Everyone asks, do you regret it? Will you continue in the future?”

Although vague, everyone basically understood what the question meant.

Gao Xingchuan quietly glanced at Jiang Tutu beside him.

Maybe it was the cold, or maybe this livestream was too cruel for her.

Jiang Tutu seemed like a flower battered by wind and frost, drooping entirely.

Her eyes and nose were red, her back no longer straight, looking pitiful.

Gao Xingchuan softened. “No regrets.”

“After all…” He pressed his lips together. Unable to fabricate a polished lie, he exposed his fresh wound. “After all, I’ve always given my all.”

“Will you continue?” Gao Xingchuan looked helplessly at the staff. “Can I not answer?”

“I don’t have an answer for that question right now.”

“Okay.” The staff didn’t push him further, turning to Jiang Tutu. “Tutu, everyone wants to know about these two dates…”

“Do you notice any differences between these two dates?”

The staff softened the wording.

The original question had been: “On these two dates, were you acting the whole time?”

With the phrasing softened, she could get by with a few polite words.

But Jiang Tutu, as if wronged by the heavens, burst into tears.

“I…I…sob…” She hiccuped, “I deceived everyone.”

【Huh?】

【What’s going on here?】

Both the scene and the audience were stunned.

Chen Mengyu handed her several tissues.

Even while sobbing, Jiang Tutu hesitated and took a tissue from Wei Junyuan.

Wiping her tears gently, she calmed herself and continued: “After joining the show, I admit I became a little vain.”

“I was always afraid of being alone, afraid no one would choose me, so I tried to interact with more people. But in doing so, I hid my true feelings and failed to send signals to the person I truly liked.”

“From now on, I’ll recognize my own heart and only send signals to the person I genuinely like.”

After saying this, she looked at Gao Xingchuan with tearful eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“Let’s cancel tomorrow’s date.”

【I’m stunned (yellow bean question face)】

【What does that mean?】

【Does it mean she didn’t like Gao Xingchuan or Wei Junyuan, and her heart belongs to someone else?】

【Could it be the boss Qian?】

【If she hadn’t received a signal, then it’s probably not boss Qian. Boss Qian received a signal but rejected it.】

【So much information!】

【Xiao Chuan just saved her last shred of dignity, and she just stabbed him in the back?】

【I think it’s good—better than stringing someone along forever.】

【I respect Jiang Tutu now. Admitting it takes courage.】

【It’s normal for a beautiful girl to have a little vanity; she probably grew up being doted on and didn’t like losing.】

Jiang Tutu’s sudden move shook public opinion back a bit.

But Gao Xingchuan was left completely as the sacrificial lamb.

He had always excelled in everything, and now he was publicly rejected—and had his date canceled.

The once-bright, sunny young man now seemed tarnished.

As soon as the viewing ended, Gao Xingchuan left the venue first, unable even to maintain basic courtesy.

Since Jiang Tutu canceled her date with him, the next day’s date was left with only Song Chu and Chen Mengyu.

Chen Mengyu arranged the date at a Live House.

This was her original intention for joining Heartbeat’s Biological Clock: to save her band, which was about to disband.

The band members were all college classmates. While they could get small Live House gigs, it was nearly impossible to make a living from it in C City.

Not to mention thinking about the future—they couldn’t rent basements or suburban warehouses forever.

Family disapproval and societal pressure made persistence increasingly difficult.

They had also participated in some music talent shows, but without capital support or media hype, they never made it past the first round.

This show was their last chance.

The members agreed that if they could use the show’s exposure to sign with a legitimate management company, they would pursue their dream for three more years.

If not, they would give their final performance on the show, letting more people hear their music.

Then they would go their separate ways, scattered across society as everyone expected, living stable, peaceful lives.

Today’s performance was their scheduled final show.