Day 11 in the Love Cabin.
Filming was entering its final stretch. In just three days, the recording would end. Today marked their last date inside the house, so Mu Fu wanted to take Chen Han somewhere memorable.
She had scouted the perfect spot—a bustling food street in the city. It was part of a popular shopping district, famous for its endless variety of snacks, which locals simply called “Snack Street.” Nearby, there was also a historic temple, a must-visit for tourists coming to Hang City. The area was well-known and lively, making it a great date location.
As usual, Mu Fu slept in until after eight. She hadn’t set an alarm. Since Chen Han had been drunk last night, she figured he would be sleeping in late today. And she didn’t want him to feel guilty if he saw her up early, waiting for him. So, she let herself wake up naturally.
After freshening up, she spent extra time carefully picking out her outfit and doing her makeup. After all, this was their final date in the house. Looking into the mirror, she felt satisfied.
Thanks to the envy points she had used on her original body, her skin was flawless, her features more delicate, her gaze brighter and more captivating. Her aura had also grown more elegant and refined. She only wore light makeup, giving her a natural, effortless beauty that still carried an irresistible charm.
When she headed downstairs, Chen Han was already waiting for her. The others were nowhere to be seen—they had probably all gone out on dates. The moment he saw her, Chen Han stood up and walked over. His voice was soft. “All set?”
Mu Fu smiled and nodded.
“Let’s eat before we go,” Chen Han said. “I made something for you. Didn’t want you to go hungry.”
Mu Fu’s heart softened. She hadn’t expected him to wake up early despite his hangover, just to make breakfast for her. And he had even waited to eat together.
Originally, she had planned to skip breakfast and just eat when they got to Snack Street. But now, seeing his effort, she couldn’t bear to waste his cooking. So, she quietly finished everything he had made.
They left the villa hand in hand. Chen Han took the initiative to gently grab her wrist, asking, “Anywhere in particular you want to go?” By now, he didn’t mind being filmed by the show anymore. And honestly, holding hands wasn’t anything too bold.
Mu Fu’s cheeks flushed pink. Her voice was soft and sweet. “Yes! You’ll find out soon.”
Chen Han chuckled. “Alright.”
When they got out of the car, Chen Han finally realized where she had brought him. It was Saturday, and the street was packed with people. Mu Fu and Chen Han stood at the entrance of the food street, getting jostled by the crowd. Without hesitation, Chen Han pulled Mu Fu into his arms, shielding her from being bumped or pushed away.
Even though it was crowded, the variety of food was tempting. Chen Han asked, “Is there anything you feel like eating?”
Mu Fu looked at the endless choices in front of her. And just like that—her indecisiveness kicked in again.
“I don’t know… Everything looks so good, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to finish it all.”
“Don’t worry about that. Just get whatever you want—I’ll help you finish it.” At that moment, Chen Han was still holding Mu Fu close. She tilted her head up and could only see the sharp lines of his jaw. He finally exhaled in relief after guiding her to a less crowded spot. It had been way too packed just now.
When he looked down, he noticed Mu Fu smiling at him—bright and warm, like a ray of sunshine melting into his heart. “What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?” He wondered if there was something on his face.
“I just think… you look really handsome!”
Chen Han raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You’re only realizing that now?”
“No, no! You were always handsome, but today you look especially handsome.”
With a smirk, he reached up and gently pinched her soft cheek. Has she been drinking honey today? Why is she so sweet?
“Let’s grab something to drink first. What do you want? I’ll go get it, you don’t have to come with me—too many people over there.” His voice was firm, as if he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
Mu Fu looked up at him with bright, expectant eyes, her voice as sweet as sugar. “Okay~ I’ll wait right here. Whatever you pick, I’ll drink.”
“Alright, I’ll choose something for you.” He ruffled her hair before turning to line up at the milk tea stand.
Elsewhere…
Ding Minqi had invited Kang Jiadong to an outdoor go-kart race. Last time, she had lost to him in badminton, but this time, she was determined to reclaim her confidence! And she had every reason to be confident—she wasn’t just good at go-karting; she was really good. She had the skills of a professional-level racer.
In her element, she completely crushed Kang Jiadong. But he didn’t mind at all. On the contrary, he found the whole thing exhilarating. It ignited his competitive spirit, making him even more drawn to her. He realized that Minqi was exactly his type—driven, ambitious, and fiercely competitive, just like him. But the best part? And yet, despite their fiery nature, they both knew where to draw the line, never letting competition come between them.
By the end of the race, they had grown even closer. Now, all that was left was the confession day—the moment they’d finally cross the last remaining boundary between them.
……
Han Jin was lucky this time—two female guests from the house had invited him on a date, and he couldn’t refuse either of them. So, he had set out early in the morning, spending the first half of the day with Qi Yali and the afternoon with Cheng Cixin.
Since he had another date scheduled for later, the morning outing had to stay within the city limits. Qi Yali had invited him to an indoor arcade, and at the moment, they were playing the claw machine.
They had each taken control of a different machine, but while Han Jin had managed to win two cute plush toys, Qi Yali hadn’t caught a single one. Seeing his success, she abandoned her own attempt and instead moved closer to him, eagerly directing him on which plushies to go for.
Han Jin followed her instructions and ended up winning several more. He handed all the plushies he had won over to her, but when he noticed that she couldn’t carry them all, he took a few back into his own hands. “I’ll hold onto these for now and give them to you later,” he said.
Qi Yali didn’t object—in fact, she was happy to let him carry some of them for her.
Once they were tired from playing, they found a place to sit and rest. Han Jin took the initiative to buy drinks while Qi Yali remained seated, catching her breath.
When he returned, he noticed her gazing at something in the distance. Curious, he asked, “Yali, what are you looking at?”
Qi Yali snapped out of her thoughts when she saw him come back. “Oh, nothing.”
Han Jin twisted open the cap of a bottled water before handing it to her. “Here.”
“Thanks.” She took a sip, letting the cool, refreshing water soothe her dry throat.
After a moment of rest, Han Jin casually asked, “Yali, who do you like the most among the male guests in the house?”
Qi Yali smiled. “Of course, it’s you. I’ve interacted with you the most, and you’re thoughtful and attentive.”
Han Jin pressed further. “But what if you had spent more time interacting with someone else?”
Qi Yali knew exactly what he was implying. After spending a few days in the house, she had already figured out the dynamics. When she first arrived, she had felt the most drawn to Kang Jiadong, but as time passed, it became clear that he and Ding Minqi had mutual feelings for each other. If she had arrived at the same time as Minqi, she might have considered competing for his attention.
But now? She had no interest in interfering with someone else’s budding relationship.
Han Jin—tsk. At first, Qi Yali had thought he was a loyal little wolf dog, but it turned out he was more of a flirtatious playboy, charming one girl while trying to woo another.
The reason she had invited him out last night wasn’t just because she wanted to avoid dating someone who was already taken—it was also because Han Jin was fun. He was easy to talk to, playful, and never dull company. She simply said, “Well, we’ll see about that when the time comes.”
Qi Yali had her principles. She enjoyed a good time, but she never led on men she wasn’t truly interested in.
Han Jin pressed his lips together, lost in thought. After their break, neither of them felt like eating lunch outside, so they headed back directly.
……
It had taken Chen Han quite a while to return with their drinks—by the time he made it back, beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. The weather was unusually hot today, and the streets were packed. He had put in extra effort to maneuver through the crowd without spilling a single drop.
Mu Fu took a sip and smiled brightly. “It’s delicious! So sweet!” Her smile was soft and adorable.
That was all that mattered—her happiness. “Let’s go see what else there is to eat!” she suggested cheerfully.
“Sounds good!”
With Chen Han around, Mu Fu felt free to indulge in whatever caught her eye. She would take a few bites of each snack and then pass the rest to him. Thankfully, he had a big appetite and didn’t mind finishing everything she left behind.
By the time they had strolled through the entire street, both of them were stuffed. Mu Fu then suggested they explore another area, and Chen Han nodded in agreement.
Her real plan, however, was to take him to a shop she had been eyeing—Time’s Little Shop. This quaint store sold local specialty postcards and unique handcrafted souvenirs from Hang City. But what made it truly special was its most famous service: allowing customers to send a letter to someone two years into the future.
Chen Han immediately noticed that the shop Mu Fu had brought him to was quite unique. Even the name—Time’s Little Shop—had a special charm to it. Through the glass window, he could see people inside, all engrossed in writing something, while others browsed through the merchandise.
Once they stepped inside, he realized what they were doing—they were writing postcards. A store clerk approached them and explained that this shop offered a special service: they could send a postcard to someone, and the shop would ensure it was delivered exactly two years later. The only condition was that they had to write the recipient’s address in advance.
Chen Han found this idea intriguing. He had a few things he wanted to say to his future self—especially about Mu Fu. By then, he was certain they would be together.
Mu Fu had brought him here precisely for this reason. She thought sending a message to someone two years into the future was an incredibly romantic gesture. She wanted to do something meaningful with Chen Han, to share this moment with him.
With eager, pleading eyes, she looked up at him. “Let’s write one together! I want to receive a letter from you in two years, and I’ll write one for you too!”
Chen Han had already been considering it, so with a small nod, he agreed. Besides, there was no way he could resist Mu Fu when she looked at him like that—her big, expectant eyes made his thoughts wander. If she looked at him like that in other situations… well, that could be even more interesting.
A flicker of something dark and unreadable passed through his gaze, but he quickly lowered his head to start writing, keeping his expression hidden from Mu Fu.
They made a pact—not to peek at each other’s letters. Whatever they wrote would remain a secret until two years later, when they finally received them.
……
When Qi Yali and Han Jin returned to the Love Cabin, they found Cheng Cixin already waiting on the sofa in the living room. With a cheerful smile, Qi Yali looked at the two and said, “Enjoy your date this afternoon.” Without waiting for a response, she disappeared into the kitchen—she still hadn’t had lunch.
Han Jin turned to Cheng Cixin. “Have you been waiting long?”
“Not really,” she replied. “I just got here.” She hadn’t prepared much for today—just did her hair and makeup right before coming down.
“Have you eaten?” he asked. When she shook her head, saying she hadn’t had lunch yet, he immediately suggested they eat first. She nodded in agreement.
Once they were in the car, Han Jin asked, “Is there anywhere you’d like to go this afternoon?”
Cheng Cixin’s voice was calm, almost distant. “Let’s go to the place where we saw our first movie.”
Han Jin paused, caught off guard. “Why that place?”
“I felt like watching a movie,” she replied simply. “Just missing someone to go with.”
The conversation came to an awkward halt, and the air between them grew heavier after lunch, even more so as they sat quietly beside each other in the theater.
The movie was a tragic love story. As the scenes played out, Cheng Cixin started to cry, tears streaming down her cheeks. She wasn’t the only one—many in the audience were moved to tears—but her quiet sobs still tugged at the heart. Maybe she saw herself in the story.
Han Jin silently handed her tissues, his eyes lowered. He didn’t look at the screen once, lost in thought, expression unreadable.
When the movie ended, Cheng Cixin’s eyes were swollen and red from crying. Han Jin frowned slightly. “Are you okay? Want to rest a bit before we head out?”
Her voice was hoarse from crying. “No need. Let’s go.”
The movie was over. So was her love for him. She had been trying for days to let him go. Today’s date had been her final attempt—a goodbye in disguise. Now that she had no more lingering feelings, it was time to move on.
They didn’t go anywhere else that evening, nor did they stop for dinner. They just drove straight back. On the way, Cheng Cixin stared silently out the window, watching the scenery roll by. No one spoke. The car was quiet—just like on the way there—but without the earlier tension.
Before long, they were back at the Love Cabin. Mu Fu and Chen Han had already returned a while ago. When Mu Fu saw that Qi Yali alone, she asked about her day. Once she found out that both Qi Yali and Cheng Cixin had chosen Han Jin for their date, she wasn’t surprised. After all, she had gone on a date with Han Jin that morning, and now he had just returned from another one with Cheng Cixin. As for Sister Minqi, she was still out with Brother Jiadong.
Cheng Cixin gave a quick hello to everyone and then quietly headed upstairs, not even sparing a glance at Han Jin. Strangely enough, Han Jin didn’t go over to Qi Yali either. He simply gave her a brief, awkward greeting before walking off without lingering.
Mu Fu couldn’t help but feel curious about what had happened during their dates. Apparently, something must’ve gone wrong—Han Jin even seemed distant from Qi Yali now. She was dying to know the details, but she’d have to wait until the show aired to find out.
Ding Minqi and Kang Jiadong didn’t get back until after 9:20 p.m. Starting tonight, the messaging segment of the show was officially over. The next few days would be left for the contestants to reflect and make their final decisions—on who they would confess their feelings to on the last day.
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