Part 4
Berlin thought seriously before making a decision, but after making it, he didn’t hesitate at all when signing the waiver.
Just like filling in the college application form that determined fate, once the pen landed, there was no hesitation.
During the takeoff and ascent, Berlin looked down the whole time—he wasn’t fearless of heights, but he still enjoyed the process.
The entire city became a tiny miniature, like assembled Legos. Patches of color formed areas, and the continuous CBD skyscrapers were as small as sugar cubes melting in hot coffee. Rivers, mountains, and seas—every second crossed thousands of rivers and mountains.
The skydiving instructor sitting behind Berlin laughed and asked Berlin: “Ready?”
Berlin curved his eyes and nodded: “Mm!”
He waved to his teammates, indicating he would go down first and wait for them.
Wu Hengyao’s face, which had been stinky all along, softened a bit. Hua Yan put on gloves to cover his exposed skin. Jiang Shu’ran gave Berlin a gentle, encouraging smile. Han Yuzhe slowly leaned forward and whispered a sentence.
Han Yuzhe said, Land safely, or your soul will no longer belong to yourself.
Berlin didn’t hear. After a brief goodbye to his teammates, Berlin and the skydiving instructor stood up and walked to the edge of the cabin.
He held the cabin door. The instructor smiled and counted down in his ear: “Three, two——”
Before counting to one, the instructor forcefully took him and jumped down.
As the instructor had told him beforehand, Berlin spread his arms, bent forward, and hooked his calves upward.
The surging wind brushed his cheeks recklessly. For the first time, he felt the pull of gravity so clearly, felt the moment a kite soared into the air while dancing. His downward speed was so fast it blew his skin backward. Even though he couldn’t inhale and felt like suffocating in the rapid descent, Berlin felt unprecedented freedom and joy.
People themselves are like countless kites held in hand.
When the wind rises, flying into the sky, happiness makes one float, unable to feel the weight of pain.
When the wind stops, drifting and falling, gravity becomes traceable at this moment.
Kites wet by rain cannot fly. Waiting for the clouds to clear and the sun to appear, the dragging water evaporates and disappears without a trace, still able to embrace the clear sky for thousands of miles.
The heartbeat in Berlin’s chest was accelerating.
Beautiful fingers spread in mid-air, clearly feeling the whistling wind.
The world has always been three-dimensional, yet always flat.
And now, he still couldn’t see everything clearly. It seemed everything became tinier. The Ferris wheel that felt like overlooking the whole city when sitting on it as a child was like a small button, able to fly far away with a single breath.
Everything was slowly magnifying and becoming clearer because he was constantly approaching the ground.
The skydiving instructor with the follow cameraman let out an excited shout. He greeted Berlin’s instructor loudly, adjusted his direction, and took the screaming cameraman to change direction first.
The instructor loudly reminded Berlin: “Prepare to land. Lift your legs forward before landing, leave the rest to me!”
The landing was smooth.
Rushing forward a distance with inertia before stopping, Berlin realized his heart was beating like a drum after touching the ground again.
After returning to the departure area, he sat on the ground regardless of his image, waiting for his teammates to return.
Berlin could already see their shadows; they weren’t far behind.
Cameraman Teacher Wang hadn’t caught his breath yet. There were other photographers on the ground, more than one camera position, so he could take a break for now.
He didn’t ask if Berlin was happy.
Because Berlin’s expression looking at the sky was obvious.
After returning to the ground, Han Yuzhe unbuckled his gear while walking towards Berlin.
He lay down beside Berlin.
Berlin was originally sitting. seeing Han Yuzhe lie down, knowing he was just lazy as always, Berlin still followed his strongest desire at this moment and lay down on the rough concrete floor too.
Two idols lying side by side on the uneven and dusty concrete floor, dust on the back of their heads—this was a scene unlikely to be filmed in the show originally.
They rested on their arms, ignoring others’ gazes, rarely quiet enough to look at the sky.
Berlin reached out, fingers spreading and closing, light flickering on his face: “Ah-Zhe, the sun is so bright like this.”
Han Yuzhe half-closed his eyes, motionless as if asleep: “Mm, very annoying.”
Berlin smiled: “Oh.”
Wu Hengyao landed third. Before landing, he saw Han Yuzhe lying with Berlin “sunbathing”—heaven knows how weird this scene was, a demon, sunbathing.
He rushed over impatiently, occupied the position on Berlin’s other side, and lay down spread-eagled too.
The director team couldn’t help laughing: “……”
What a strange yet loving scene.
Wu Hengyao wasn’t afraid of the sun; he just disliked the glare. He simply turned over to face Berlin, crossing his arms: “Han Yuzhe, I saw Hua Yan glaring at you in mid-air.”
Han Yuzhe gave a slow, uninterested “Oh.”
Wu Hengyao extended a paw to block the sunlight shining on Berlin’s eyes, and continued to harass Han Yuzhe: “His eyes were glowing red, he has a big opinion of you. It’s not too late to run now.”
Han Yuzhe sounded like he was about to fall asleep: “No. Tired.”
Wu Hengyao: “……”
Berlin waved to Hua Yan striding over and looked at Jiang Shu’ran who was about to land.
Challenges all completed.
According to what the manager said this morning, they could stay in Mong Kok for another night.
Should be able to move freely!
The day’s recording ended smoothly. It was the smoothest since the show started filming.
“Challenge Impossible” recorded three episodes in total. The director got a lot of good material in each episode, believing the effect when aired wouldn’t disappoint the audience.
Work only ended for Skye. The program team would welcome new guests tomorrow, so they couldn’t have a dinner party with Skye.
After saying goodbye to the staff familiarized over three days, Berlin got into the car under Min Yuzhi’s strict defense.
After getting in the car, Berlin poked his head to look at Assistant Xiao Li in the passenger seat, then at Han Yuzhe beside him who had closed his eyes to relax. He thought about it and decided to type.
What he didn’t know was that the tiny sound of him typing on the screen was still captured by Han Yuzhe’s ears.
He lifted his eyelids and felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.
Han Yuzhe took out his phone calmly without asking why Berlin sent a message—he could guess the reason. Supernatural creatures had keen hearing. Berlin had something to say to him but didn’t want the other teammates to hear.
But upon looking, he discovered there were actually two unread messages from Berlin.
One was sent in the morning; he only saw it now.
After reading the messages, Han Yuzhe couldn’t help sitting up slightly straight.
This movement attracted Wu Hengyao’s attention. After all, Han Yuzhe was so lazy, always motionless after sitting down.
His sudden movement must have a reason.
Wu Hengyao was about to lean over to look when he discovered Han Yuzhe’s interface seemed to be, probably, maybe, WeChat.
Wu Hengyao: Hate it!!!!
With a stinky face, he turned his head back instantly. No matter how curious, he wouldn’t look again even if it killed him.
Wu Hengyao had a big prejudice against WeChat.
Everyone in the industry knew that Wu Hengyao, like young people born after 2000, didn’t use WeChat, only QQ.
To contact Wu Hengyao, either use email or QQ. It was impossible through WeChat.
Wu Hengyao’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his canine teeth almost popping out.
Trash WeChat, every time it opens, it’s the moon.
Moon is fine… it’s a full moon!!
Wu Hengyao: Will never reconcile with WeChat in this life. 🙂
Resolutely, Absolutely, Resist.
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