The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

At the edge of the cliff, the sea breeze whipped up white waves that crashed against the dark rocks.

Lin Mo and Jiang Ruoyun sat side by side on the soft grassy slope, with the century-old pure white lighthouse standing quietly behind them.

There were no more close-up shots or annoying task cards.

The rare moment of tranquility allowed both of them to completely relax their tense nerves.

Jiang Ruoyun hugged her knees with both hands, rested her chin on her arms, and turned her head to look at the lazy man beside her.

"Lin Mo, I'm suddenly very curious about something."

The girl's clear voice sounded especially soft in the wind, carrying a hint of tentative laughter.

"What was your first impression of me when we met at the Heartbeat House?"

Lin Mo, with a blade of grass he'd somehow pulled out of his mouth, raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this.

He instantly pictured himself on the first day of filming, wearing shorts and flip-flops, his only thought being to be eliminated and go home.

At that time, Jiang Ruoyun wore a cold and aloof haute couture suit, like a proud and unapproachable white swan.

"Truth or lie?" Lin Mo slowly spat out the foxtail grass, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense.

"Of course it's the truth!" Jiang Ruoyun widened her beautiful peach blossom eyes and waved her small fist as a warning.

Lin Mo chuckled softly, propping himself up on the grass with one hand, his posture extremely relaxed.

"The truth is... I feel like the production team has given me a huge problem."

"She looks like the kind of rich heiress who never lifts a finger and could blow up the kitchen even if she were to cook instant noodles."

"At that time, all I could think about was how to get away from you so that I could get off this lousy show without any problem."

Hearing this merciless evaluation, Jiang Ruoyun was not angry at all; instead, she burst out laughing.

She wrinkled her delicate little nose and retaliated without backing down.

"Do you think I had a good impression of you back then?"

"When other people participate in dating reality shows, they practically spray their hair with hairspray to create an iron fringe and dress up in a suit and tie like a peacock spreading its tail feathers."

"And what about you? You came down with a messy head of hair and wearing slippers, looking like an old man who just crawled out from under the bridge at the edge of the village!"

As Jiang Ruoyun spoke, she couldn't help but laugh so hard she bent over.

"At that time, I secretly vowed to myself that I would never have anything to do with this weirdo who had no image whatsoever."

Looking at her radiant smile, Lin Mo's eyes also softened with tenderness.

"And then what happened? How did a once-proud young lady from Beijing's elite circles become this clingy follower?" He teased her on purpose.

Jiang Ruoyun's cheeks flushed slightly, but her eyes were exceptionally open and honest.

"Because of that bowl of noodles with lard."

"That was the most delicious and hearty meal I've had in over twenty years."

"It made me realize that taking off those heavy pretenses and being an ordinary person who gets hungry and has cravings is such a happy thing."

The two exchanged a smile, everything understood without a word.

The misunderstandings, wariness, and incompatibility at the first meeting have long since transformed into an inseparable and deep affection through daily interactions.

Using this topic as a starting point, the two chatted about many different things.

They talked about embarrassing things they did in their childhood and the strangely shaped seashells on the island.

There were no heavy topics, only the purest idle chatter.

Time, on this secluded cliffside grassy slope, seems to have completely lost its meaning of flowing.

Before we knew it, the colors of the sky began to change dramatically.

A huge red sun is slowly sinking towards the horizon.

The originally azure sky was first dyed into a romantic purple-pink, and then transformed into a magnificent orange-red.

The magnificent sunset poured down without reservation, illuminating the vast and boundless sea, making it sparkle.

It looked as if countless tiny pieces of real gold were leaping wildly on the water's surface.

And standing behind them is a century-old pure white lighthouse.

Against the backdrop of the magnificent sunset, the mottled brick wall was bathed in a sacred and enchanting glow.

It is as beautiful as a top-quality oil painting by a medieval master.

Jiang Ruoyun was completely stunned by the breathtaking scenery created by nature.

Her red lips were slightly parted, her eyes reflecting the glow of the sunset, and even her breathing became soft and gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the moment.

However, nature always seems to play unexpected tricks on us at its most beautiful moments.

"Gurgle..."

A clear, long, and melodious sound of intestinal peristalsis suddenly rang out on the silent edge of the cliff.

The romantic atmosphere instantly cracked.

Jiang Ruoyun suddenly came to her senses and covered her flat stomach with both hands.

Her fair cheeks suddenly flushed red, almost as if they were about to bleed.

How embarrassing!

The daughter of a billionaire, in front of her beloved, facing a stunning sunset... her stomach growling with hunger?!

She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or just jump off the cliff into the sea to calm down.

"Um...I..." Jiang Ruoyun stammered, trying to explain.

Lin Mo showed no mockery whatsoever; instead, he appeared as an old-fashioned cadre who had expected this to happen.

"We've been chatting all afternoon, how can you not be hungry?"

He slowly sat up straight and reached into the seemingly empty pocket.

Under Jiang Ruoyun's astonished gaze, Lin Mo miraculously produced a small, transparent, sealed bag.

It contained several small cookies with nuts sandwiched inside.

"I grabbed this when I left the Heartbeat House, intending to eat it as a snack along the way."

Lin Mo tore open the packaging bag and handed it to the girl naturally.

"There's nowhere to have a fancy meal in this desolate place, so please make do with this, young lady."

Jiang Ruoyun stared blankly at the few ordinary-looking cookies, and her eyes suddenly welled up with tears for no apparent reason.

This man always says the most disdainful and lame things.

In reality, he took better care of her than anyone else, even knowing exactly when she would get hungry.

This kind of subtle favoritism is more lethal than any sweet words.

"I won't settle; everything you give me is the best."

Jiang Ruoyun sniffed and, without hesitation, picked up a cookie and stuffed it into her mouth.

At this moment, it looks like a little hamster guarding its food, its cheeks bulging out.

She had absolutely no airs of a socialite, and even the corners of her mouth were covered in tempting cookie crumbs from eating.

The higher you climb, the colder it gets; the evening wind at the edge of the cliff carries a wild force.

The whistling air currents lifted the hem of Jiang Ruoyun's elegant floral dress, causing it to ripple beautifully in mid-air.

It also messed up her carefully styled shoulder-length hair.

A few mischievous strands of hair were whipped around by the wind, slapping playfully against her cheeks, which were covered in cookie crumbs.

Lin Mo patted the grass clippings off his hands and slowly stood up.

He walked to Jiang Ruoyun's side and bent down slightly.

It was not a conscious thought process; it was purely a physical instinct.

Lin Mo stretched out his large, well-defined hand, his slender fingertips gently running through the girl's wind-blown black hair.

The movements were as gentle as if they were handling a fragile, rare treasure.

He patiently straightened the tangled strands of hair one by one and tucked them behind her small, round ears.

He casually wiped away the cookie crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his rough fingertips.

His fingertips inadvertently touched her cool skin, causing the girl to shudder violently.

Jiang Ruoyun forgot to chew, froze on the spot, and didn't even dare to breathe.

She looked up, staring blankly at the handsome face so close to hers.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Lin Mo's deep features, giving his hard jawline an inviolable golden edge.

Lin Mo's fingers lingered on her cheek, but his deep gaze slid down until it met her bright, sparkling eyes.

The breathtaking view of the sea and sky merging into one, and the magnificent sunset.

It was all breathtakingly beautiful.

But at this moment, in Lin Mo's eyes, all the scenery paled in comparison, far less than one ten-thousandth of the girl in front of him.

He sighed resignedly to his fate.

He has always used the terms "salted fish" and "bankruptcy and debt" to arm himself, trying to distance himself from cause and effect.

But now, the urge to protect her under his wings and shield her from the wind and rain can no longer be suppressed.

"Let's go."

Lin Mo withdrew his hand, forcibly suppressing the frantic throbbing, and pointed to the half-open, mottled wooden door in front of him.

"The sun is about to set, let's go up to the lighthouse."

Jiang Ruoyun nodded obediently and followed behind him like a little tail.

The two pushed open the heavy wooden door and stepped into the century-old building that had witnessed many changes.

The interior of the lighthouse is much narrower and more cramped than it appears from the outside.

A rusty iron spiral staircase winds its way up like a coiled dragon, reaching the top, which is tens of meters high.

The old, dilapidated metal pedal made a dull, clanging sound when stepped on.

The interior was dimly lit, and the air was filled with a faint salty smell of the sea and the rusty smell of time.

"what!"

She had only climbed less than two floors when Jiang Ruoyun's little leather shoes slipped, and she suddenly swayed to the side.

Lin Mo, who was walking in front, was quick-witted and reached out his long arm to firmly embrace her slender and soft waist.

"Clumsy, watch where you're going."

Lin Mo scolded him irritably, but the force in his hands was extremely gentle.

He pulled her directly in front of him, and the two switched places.

"You walk in front, hold on tight to the handrail, I'll catch you from behind."

As Jiang Ruoyun took the next few dozen steps, she could clearly feel the broad and solid chest behind her with each step.

Lin Mo's arms were like two insurmountable iron walls, providing a loose protection on either side of her.

She would fall into that embrace that gave her an absolute sense of security if she swayed even slightly.

This completely enclosed position caused Jiang Ruoyun's brain to shut down completely, and her cheeks burned.

The long and suffocating climb finally came to an end.

The two pushed open the heavy, rusty iron door above their heads, and a strong, refreshing sea breeze immediately rushed towards them.

They finally reached the circular observation deck at the very top of the lighthouse.

This is a small iron platform suspended tens of meters above the ground.

It was less than half a meter wide, with only a simple iron railing around the perimeter for protection.

The two of them stood there, finding it extremely difficult even to turn around.

Lin Mo and Jiang Ruoyun were forced to stand close together, side by side, against the cold railing.

The thick fabric of the windbreaker rubbed against the soft floral maxi skirt.

Their shoulders were pressed tightly together, their body heat flowing between them through their clothes.

High above, isolated from the world, there was no other noise except for the howling wind.

It was extremely quiet.

Jiang Ruoyun could even clearly hear the steady, powerful, thumping heartbeat coming from the man's chest beside her.

The shockwaves caused her heartbeat to completely spiral out of control.

The enormous sun was about to sink below the boundless horizon.

The atmosphere on the observation deck was elevated to an unprecedented level of romance.

Jiang Ruoyun cupped her burning cheeks in her hands and slowly tilted her head back.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes shone brightly in the dim light, as if they were filled with dazzling stars.

She looked at the man beside her, who was also gazing at the sea in a daze, and spoke softly.

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slight tremor and anticipation.

"Lin Mo..."

Lin Mo turned his head slightly, his deep gaze falling on her face.

Can you sing?

Jiang Ruoyun bit her lower lip and mustered her courage to continue.

"I don't know why, but I feel like the atmosphere right now is perfect for listening to a song."

The comments section erupted in chaos:

[The young lady has requested a song! Lin Shen, hurry up and sing!]

[If you were so good at playing the flute, your singing must be god-like too!]

【Lin Shen, please begin your performance!】