Chapter 2043 My Wife Throws Herself Into My Arms Every Day 32

The sixth day of variety show, eight o'clock in the evening.

The members of the cabin finally came back one after another, and when the live broadcast room was opened again, netizens who could only read various Reuters on Weibo flocked in.

: Here they come, I heard that someone took a picture of Jinchen and Jinlai going to the airport, I’m so curious about what the gift is!

: This morning, someone ran into Chu Yi and Ning Tong in the club. It was said to be a dinner party. How vulgar!

: Well, I can already guess what gift Chu Yi is going to give Ning Tong... It depends on your opinion. I can only say

: I guessed that too. Now I am even more worried about Hu Shi...

In the yard, the guests sat among the flower beds just as they did on the first day, facing the projection screen prepared by the program team.

After just a few days of getting along, many subtle changes have occurred in the seats and the atmosphere as well.

Gou Ge poked his head from behind the screen. "Welcome guests back to the cabin. We will draw lots to determine the order in which each group will exchange gifts. At the same time, we will play the production video."

"If you are not satisfied with the gift exchange process, you can call it a halt at any time, which means you will give up the opportunity to go out with the other person on the date day."

Qiao Yu jumped over to draw lots and drew the second group.

The first to exchange gifts were Chen Cheng and Xu Jia.

The projected video began to play Chen Cheng's preparation process.

I drove alone to a relatively remote place, and after turning several corners, I entered a door covered with rags.

Seeing this, Xu Jia couldn't help but wonder: "You don't want to sell yourself, do you?"

It really seems like some shady underground trading place.

Chen Cheng: “…”

"Don't ruin the mood."

He rarely said anything and motioned Xu Jia to continue watching.

The scene changed and a clothing sewing room appeared in the video.

Xu Jia's pupils shrank and he watched the entire video in a daze.

In the blink of an eye, the clothes sewn by Chen Cheng himself appeared in his hand.

Chen Cheng looked away, at the flower garden and the moon, but he didn't dare look at Xu Jia, whose eyes were red.

"It's a way to repay the promise I didn't fulfill during my sophomore year," said Chen Cheng.

That year, Chen Cheng majored in fashion design because of his mother's expectations, and declared that the first piece of clothing he would make would be for Xu Jia.

As time passed, Chen Cheng was ultimately unable to fulfill his promise before the breakup. Until today, Chen Cheng once again picked up the design draft that had been stored for several years.

Xu Jia clutched his clothes tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "...Thank you, I like it very much."

The projection went black and restarted, with Xu Jia’s image appearing again.

As Chen Cheng's gaze went from fixed to gradually becoming surprised and silent, Xu Jia stood behind him holding a guitar, and his low voice gradually merged with the background sound in the video.

Xu Jia said: "This guitar was a gift for you when you came of age. Later, I broke it with my own hands. I spent a long time repairing it. Do you still want it now?"

Qiao Yu knew that Jinchen was from the same university as them, so he hurriedly asked about the story behind it. Upon learning that they were two sincere people who had drifted apart due to misunderstandings, he pursed his lips and pulled Jinchen's sleeve to wipe away his tears.

“Their gifts are so touching.”

Jin Chen laughed and hugged Qiao Yu into his arms, "You cry so easily."

"Well... no matter what I give you later, you have to say you like it, okay? Otherwise, I will cry too." Qiao Yu leaned on his shoulder and rubbed it, acting coquettishly subconsciously.

"If you really don't like it... then I'll think of another way."

Jinchen dragged out his tone and hummed, "I'm looking forward to Teacher Xiao Qiao's gift."

The first group was too tear-jerking, with a lot of comments crying, and soon it was the second group's turn.

Jin Lai sat up straight to eat watermelon. Suddenly, he saw Hu Shi beside him was a little silent. He thought for a moment and whispered, "Brother Hu looks so sad. Could it be that you don't like my gift before you even see it?"

Hu Shi came back to his senses and looked at him, then laughed: "Not really. I heard that you even flew abroad specially for this. You have to like it just for your efforts."

These words sound a bit polite, but not distant, after all, there is the "gaming friendship" we have established over the past two days.

Jin Lai nodded in relief, glanced at Chu Yi and Ning Tong, scratched the back of his head, and focused his attention on the gift his brother prepared.

The first thing shown in the video is Qiao Yu’s gift, and you can tell at first glance that he took the photo himself.

Qiao Yu first greeted the camera, then stood there motionless, sitting in front of the operating table with his head down, studying various things.

Wood carving is not difficult to learn, but it is difficult to master it. Even if you have learned it from a master when you were young, it will take time to adapt if you haven't tried it for a long time.

So the first three times were almost all failures, but Qiao Yu was not discouraged. When his hand was poked by the carving knife, he subconsciously turned his back and breathed a few times, then continued muttering to himself.

The sound was amplified, and one could faintly hear the person sighing to himself.

"Why do you have to be so good-looking? Even wood carvings may not be as exquisite as real people."

"Hey...but it would be better if you look good enough to match me."

"Carve a Jinchen, then carve a me... Well, we can't carve them separately, not even for a day."

Qiao Yu was so shocked that he took a deep breath, "How could such a small sound be recorded?"

If I had known earlier, I would have checked it before sending it to the program team!

Jinchen looked at the screen seriously, seeing the time on the wall clock passing by, seeing the semi-finished product almost completed but then abandoned and started over, seeing the dents on his fingertips where he held the knife, and seeing the halo of the setting sun gradually cast in from outside the window.

Qiao Yu has always been unable to sit still. Jinchen knows that when the crew is reviewing the script, it would be a great achievement to get him to stay quiet for an hour.

But in this video, Qiao Yu stayed in the room almost the whole day, focusing only on the wood carving in his hands, polishing it over and over again.

: Woohoo, things that are carefully prepared can always impress me

: You young lovers are really good at giving gifts. I suggest you mass produce them and give them to me (extend your hand)

: Jinchen is silent after watching this. Is it time to be moved and do it hard tonight?

: I thought Qiao Yu's wife was going to carve herself and give it to Jin Chen, but it turned out to be a wooden sculpture of two people that can never be separated

Until the end of the video.

Qiao Yu approached sheepishly and held the finalized wood sculpture in front of Jinchen.

"Actually there should be a coloring step, but time is a bit tight and I haven't tried it in a long time, so I can't do it well."

He pursed his lips, looked up at Jinchen expectantly and said, "Let's go paint together tomorrow, okay?"

Jinchen couldn't help but look at him, then raised his hand to touch his face, pulled him into his arms and kissed him.

"it is good."

His voice was low, wrapped in the endless softness and warmth of the summer evening breeze.