If she were given another chance to choose, she would still come. Putting everything else aside, Yi Xing alone was enough to make her decision.
She was a grateful person, and anyone who had helped her would be silently remembered in her heart, even if there might not be an opportunity to repay the kindness in the future.
Yi Xing listened to their evaluations and nodded thoughtfully. What they said was absolutely right. This show, while exciting, was also genuinely tiring. He could feel his legs trembling a bit now.
"Hey, why did you want to come on this show?" Ju Jingyi continued to ask the question she had been wanting to know the answer to.
"Because I think this show is very interesting. It's a lot like playing hide-and-seek when I was a kid, just quite a bit harder. It not only tests individual ability but also teamwork. Don't you think it's fun?"
Although he wanted to gain popularity on this show, it was undeniably very interesting. Compared to outsmarting other people, he preferred to contend with the production team, who had a god's-eye view.
"As long as you like it."
After chatting for a while longer, the broadcast sound reached everyone's ears. They all picked up their luggage, stood up, and slowly walked towards the boarding gate.
Since Yi Xing hadn't managed to buy tickets in the same row as Ju Jingyi and the others, he found his own seat after boarding. He sat in front of two girls.
The plane smoothly traveled through the clouds. He put on his headphones and leaned back in his seat, falling asleep without realizing it. It seemed the afternoon had truly exhausted him. Ju Jingyi, sitting a few rows behind him, occasionally looked towards his seat.
Zhao Jiamin noticed her gaze and teased her, whispering in her ear, "You said there were no romantic feelings, but it hasn't been long since you separated, and you're already missing him?"
"Don't talk nonsense. I wanted to ask him some questions, but his seat is too far away."
"Alright, alright. Didn't you exchange contact information? There will be plenty of opportunities to chat later; you don't have to be limited to now."
"That's true."
Time was like the electricity bill for an air conditioner running at high consumption 24 hours a day; it always disappeared in an instant.
As the plane's announcement indicated an imminent landing in Demon Capital, Yi Xing slowly woke up from his sleep.
He rubbed his eyes and stretched. He had slept exceptionally well, relieving some of the fatigue from filming the show. After landing, passengers disembarked in an orderly fashion.
As he got off the plane, he saw the two beautiful women waiting below. He smiled, waved, and said, "Aren't you two in a hurry to go back? What are you still doing standing here?"
"Waiting for you to come down so we can go together."
"Hahaha, alright."
In a flash, the group arrived at the airport exit. The car arranged by Ju Jingyi's company was already waiting outside. She turned to Yi Xing and said, "Then we'll head off first. Bye bye!"
"Bye bye, Yi Xing Ge!"
"Bye bye!"
After seeing the two of them off, Yi Xing walked to the nearby taxi stand, hailed a taxi, and asked him to drive towards his home, his gaze fixed on the familiar streetscape outside.
If it weren't for an urgent matter requiring him to return, he wouldn't have wanted to go home. After all, he had only been out for a few days, and his father would surely have a lot to say.
"Little brother, my car can only stop here. I can't go any further."
"Alright, Master, thank you!"
He was stunned, realizing he had unconsciously reached his destination. Ahead was the entrance to his family's villa area. People or cars not residing inside could not enter.
After paying the fare, he took his luggage from the trunk and walked along the familiar road. Moonlight spilled onto the pavement, casting long shadows.
Arriving at the main gate, he took a deep breath. Before he could do anything, the door opened by itself. Old Chen, who was in charge of the gate, had seen his figure on the monitor.
He quickly opened the door, walked out, took the luggage from his hand, and said excitedly.
"Young Master, why have you suddenly returned? You didn't even say anything in advance so I could pick you up!"
"Uncle Chen, I came back because I have some temporary matters to handle and didn't have time to notify. Are my dad and mom asleep?"
"If you had arrived even an hour later, they would probably be asleep."
"Alright, then I'll go in and say hello."
Yi Xing, dragging his slightly tired body, walked into the house accompanied by Old Chen. In the living room, warm yellow light softly illuminated the space, creating a cozy atmosphere.
A man and a woman sat on the sofa. The woman was intently watching TV, while the man was engrossed in documents. Hearing the movement, they looked over.
Old Chen handed the luggage to Butler Fu inside and returned to his post, leaving the young master alone to face the gazes of his father and mother.
"Son, why are you back? Did something happen outside?" At this moment, Shen Wanqing no longer cared about watching TV. She quickly went to her son's side, her eyes full of concern.
"Nothing much. It's good that both you and Dad are here, so I'll just say it all at once..." Then Yi Xing explained the purpose of his return. He had compelling reasons to choose to come home, and he certainly hadn't gotten into any trouble he shouldn't have.
"Oh, wow, you've grown up, haven't you? You even know how to help the family. Not bad, not bad." Yi Ming also walked over and patted his son's shoulder.
"Then I'll go upstairs to organize my things. Oh, right, Butler Fu, I should be staying home for a few days, so remember to tell the chef to make some dishes I like."
"Yes, Young Master."
Back in his room, Yi Xing searched his bookshelf for the books and notes he used in high school, as well as some very useful supplementary knowledge points. He placed them all on the desk, intending to mail them to Yi Yang Qianxi tomorrow.
He then continued to search for the extracurricular exercises he had written, selecting the more valuable ones. He took a photo of a cover and planned to get a few of the latest editions tomorrow, as the ones on his bookshelf were outdated.
Actually, he could have let Yi Yang Qianxi buy them himself, but having been a student, he naturally knew what high schoolers were thinking.
Asking them to buy practice questions for themselves to do was like the sun rising from the west, unless certain unique individuals found joy in doing practice questions, and his cousin was clearly not that kind of person.
Seeing a small mountain of books piled on the desk, Yi Xing nodded with satisfaction. It was time for his brother to enjoy some brotherly love.
Although these materials looked like a lot, it would actually take a considerable amount of time to go through them all. He picked up a change of clothes and went into the bathroom to take a good shower and wash off the sweat from his body.
Coming out of the bathroom, he immediately felt much refreshed. Dressed in comfortable pajamas, he blew his hair dry and sat back down at his desk.
He picked up a pen and paper and wrote down some small tips he thought might be useful. It had been too long since he had written so many words, and he felt a bit out of practice.
After finishing, he tucked it into a notebook, stretched, and glanced at the time, realizing it was very late. He lay on the bed and slept soundly.
One could even see the slight curve of a smile at the corner of his mouth; he was probably dreaming of Yi Yang Qianxi's expression when he saw these materials, which must be very amusing.