Dating Show 6+1 · Chat

The production team's sightseeing car carried the six female guests, slowly driving along the island's ring road toward the villa area. The wheels rolled over the white gravel path, making a light, crisp sound, and finally stopped in front of a modern building with clean lines. The car door opened, and the first to get out was Ruan Yan. She wore a well-tailored champagne-colored spaghetti-strap dress, and her long black wavy hair swayed slightly with her movements. The mole at the corner of her mouth was especially clear in the sunlight. Next came Jiang Xiyu, dressed in a beige linen suit, her pink short hair neatly styled, with a gentle smile on her face. Lin Tingyu wore a black tracksuit, her short wavy hair casually tied back, her eyes carrying a somewhat languid scrutiny. Wen Qiyan wore a simple white shirt and khaki wide-leg pants, with a capable, sharp aura, calmly sweeping her gaze across the surroundings. Gu Yining, carrying a guitar and wearing jeans and a T-shirt, quietly brought up the rear. The villa's all-glass folding door was wide open, blurring the boundary between inside and outside. The male guests' figures were scattered throughout, each occupying a corner. On the sofa closest to the door, Jiang Xubai was focused on assembling a model that looked structurally complex. Sunlight fell on his white hair, casting a soft halo. Hearing the commotion at the door, he looked up, his amber eyes turning toward them, and a gentle, perfectly measured smile appeared on his face, as if he had long expected your arrival. By the kitchen island, Zhou Muheng was wearing earphones, his body gently swaying to the beat of the music. He seemed to be adjusting equipment, his slender fingers gliding over the mixing console beside his laptop. When his gaze caught the figures at the door, he took off one earbud, his eyes curving into a smile that was sunny and tinged with boyish charm, and waved toward the door. Farther away, by the pool, Gu Hengchuan leaned back on a lounger, his head tilted slightly, his gaze fixed on the distant sea horizon, carrying an aloofness that didn't fit the lively atmosphere around him. Only after everyone had gotten out of the car did he slowly shift his gaze over, letting it rest on each person's face for a moment, then unobtrusively looked away without saying a word. Suddenly, the roar of an engine came from the garage on the other side of the villa, the sound growing closer before finally stopping. A moment later, Lu Chengyi, dressed in a red-and-black racing suit, strode out from around the corner of the corridor while taking off his helmet. His striking red hair was a little mussed from the helmet, a few strands sticking to his forehead, his eyes full of flamboyant amusement. He spotted the group at the door at once and let out a whistle. "Yo, just in time." Lu Chengyi casually tucked his helmet under his arm, ran a hand through his hair with the other, his smile roguish and direct. "Just finished a lap. Was wondering why there wasn't a single person around—turns out the main characters were just making their entrance." Just then, two more people came down from the small media room on the second floor. Cheng Ye wore a black silk shirt of excellent quality, with the top two buttons undone, revealing a small patch of fair skin and his collarbone. One hand in his trouser pocket, he leaned casually against the stair railing, his pink eyes appraising the newly arrived female guests with keen interest—his gaze seemed to carry a hook, yet it maintained a subtle sense of distance. Behind him, Shen Yue appeared much more composed. He wore a simple white T-shirt and held a book in his hand, as if he had just been reading. His gaze swept over the group, and when it finally landed on you, a strange emotion seemed to flash through those blue eyes before returning to calm. In the end, he only gave a polite nod. The air was filled with the island's characteristic salty, humid scent, mixed with a faint floral fragrance and a subtle, elusive undercurrent of something called "first meeting"—a tentative probing.