Chapter 76

The heat for the fifth episode of Weekend Go Where skyrocketed, sparking unprecedented discussions.

#YuXiYuWan#

#SomethingWrongWithYuXi#

#YuXiActingImpulsively#

#YuXiWhatAreYouToMe#

Entries like these dominated the hot search lists.

[Holy crap, what the hell happened to Yu Xi in this episode?]

[His state was really off, wasn’t it?]

[What’s the deal between him and Yu Wan? Why did Yu Xi have such a stress reaction the moment he saw her?]

[Stress reaction? When?]

[Come on, let me show you the details.]

Netizens clipped out segments from the live stream one by one and analyzed them in detail.

[The moment he first saw Yu Wan, Yu Xi’s body clearly tensed up. That’s a classic stress reaction.]

[During dinner—I mean at Fang Peng’s house—didn’t Liang Shuo mention something like that? Yu Xi was already acting strange back then, his expression stiff, hands shaking, chopsticks unsteady.]

[Fast-forward to dinner at Liang Shuo’s the next day. Yu Xi kept scratching his arm—the camera didn’t catch it directly, but it picked up the subtle movements. He never stopped, and his expression was weird too. Later, he kept clutching his stomach, obviously in pain. Stomachaches are a clear physical manifestation of stress reactions.]

[In summary, I suspect Yu Xi and Yu Wan are relatives—mother and son seems most likely—and their relationship isn’t good. There are probably a lot of unhappy memories.]

Discussions about the fifth episode flooded the internet across all platforms, with plenty of analyses related to Yu Xi and Yu Wan.

There were perspectives from Yu Xi, but also from Liang Shuo.

After noticing Yu Xi’s off state, the production team deliberately avoided filming him. In the shots of Liang Shuo, he occasionally glanced toward Yu Xi with a worried expression.

Netizens also dug up Yi Chen’s perspective.

After Yu Xi stared at him coldly and asked, “Why… did you show up?” Yi Chen looked like he’d been doused with a bucket of cold water, his whole demeanor turning dejected.

[Wuwuwu, I feel like he shattered…]

[Please, I really need to know what happened between them!]

[Why did he have to ask it like that?!]

Yu Xi lay on his side in bed, scrolling through the various speculations online.

In the past, he would have jumped on his alt account to join the fray, but right now, he had no energy for it.

Netizens were digging into Yu Wan.

Before retiring, Yu Wan had been a somewhat famous dancer, and clips from her performances and interviews still lingered on the internet.

One considerate netizen had compiled a timeline for Yu Wan, linking each event.

“Hello, everyone, I’m Yu Wan! Starting today, I’m officially a dancer!” That was eighteen-year-old Yu Wan, graceful and slender, her whole body radiating hope for the future.

The next few videos were vlogs she had posted herself, documenting her performances and practice life.

She worked harder than anyone, spending hours practicing every day. She was always the last to leave the dance studio. She was brutally strict with herself—timed and portioned meals, sugar intake measured to the milligram, fixed times each day for extra posture training.

Her dance moves were exquisite. Whether in group dances or solos, all eyes focused on her.

She became the youngest principal dancer.

Then, at the peak of her career, she got pregnant.

That was the last time she appeared on camera. She greeted the reporters enthusiastically, cradling her slightly bulging belly with happiness: “I’m pregnant! I’ll be taking some time off to wait for my baby to arrive. See you when I get back!”

The interview froze on Yu Wan’s smile.

Sunlight fell, casting a gentle glow around her. Bathed in the warm rays, her smile seemed to hold the light itself—tender, beautiful, captivating, full of hope.

The video ended.

Yu Xi stared blankly at the Yu Wan of the past, showing no reaction until the screen auto-locked. Only then did he snap out of it. He tried to roll over, but his phone slipped from his hand and thudded onto the floor.

Outside the door, Xiao Chen heard the noise from the room.

He wanted to go in and check, but Guan Zifan shook his head.

Guan Zifan had known Yu Xi for several years.

He had never met Yu Wan, nor had he ever heard Yu Xi talk about his mother.

It seemed their separation hadn’t been amicable.

But right now, Guan Zifan didn’t want to pry.

Once Yu Xi got past this hurdle in his heart, he could ask whatever he wanted, dig as deep as he pleased. For now…

Guan Zifan rolled up his sleeves, blocking waves of media trying to interview them. He monitored the public opinion closely, preventing wild rumors from spreading and guarding against competitors exploiting the situation.

Damn it.

Once he pulls himself together, he’ll thank me properly.

–

Yu Xi didn’t pick up the phone.

He stayed lying on his side, unwilling to move.

His mind was a mess—past images, sounds, and the present tangled together illogically, like a knotted ball of yarn.

He saw Yi Chen’s heartbroken, almost shattered gaze.

He saw Yu Wan’s disgusted looks from before.

He recalled the pain from every scar on his body, the schedules Yu Wan imposed on him down to the second, her extreme weight control that left him starving and sleepless every night.

He was unhappy—unhappy every single day.

But Yu Wan wouldn’t allow him to be unhappy. She had a ruler; if he frowned, she’d hit him hard. If he looked dejected, she’d hit him. For mistakes, for coming in second—she’d hit him. She demanded he smile, demanded perfection.

What was perfection?

Yu Xi was unhappy, but he pretended to be happy every day, desperately flashing smiles at everyone; he stood despondently in the crowd, playing the role of the affable, popular Yu Xi who got along with everyone; he painfully acted the flawless part, numbly facing Yu Wan’s harsh, near-mad gaze.

Until one day, someone said to him, “I think you’re unhappy.”

“You’re very unhappy.”

It was Yi Chen.

High school-era Yi Chen.

He had a pair of pitch-black eyes that stared deeply at him, peering into the depths of his heart.

–

After the fifth episode of Weekend Go Where ended its live broadcast, Yi Chen didn’t leave.

He needed to know—he had to know what exactly had happened back then.

Seeing Yi Chen stop, Yu Wan wasn’t surprised. She had been waiting for him too.

She had already brewed tea, its fragrance wafting around them.

Adult conversations always seemed to need tea.

“I didn’t expect your relationship with Xiao Xi to still be so good,” Yu Wan said.

“There was a break in between,” Yi Chen stated the fact.

Yu Wan seemed puzzled instead. She asked, “Why?”

“I don’t know.” Yi Chen shrugged. “Aunt Wan, I hope you can tell me.”

Yi Chen: “What exactly happened back then?”

Yu Wan’s eyes lowered slightly. After a long pause, she looked up and asked, “What kind of person am I in your eyes?”

What kind of person was Yu Wan?

In his memories, Yu Wan had always been gentle, patient, refined. Whether with him or his dad, she had a water-like tenderness. She looked at him with encouraging eyes, appreciating and praising him.

Back then, Yi Chen thought his dad was too lucky.

Yu Wan didn’t wait for Yi Chen’s answer. She asked again, “And what about Xiao Xi in your eyes?”

What kind of person was Yu Xi?

If he really thought back to his first impression of Yu Xi…

Unhappy.

Yi Chen thought he was unhappy, yet he pretended to be happy every day.

Yu Xi got along well with everyone, had tons of friends—thoughtful, considerate, loyal.

But in reality, Yu Xi memorized everyone’s interests and hobbies, observed how to interact with each one, and catered to them perfectly.

In everyone’s eyes, he was a top student, handsome, great figure, could dance, a famous child star—flawless everywhere.

But Yi Chen saw Yu Xi training late into the night to avoid mistakes in competitions, eating only oil-free boiled vegetables to maintain his figure, cramming studies in practice breaks to keep his grades up.

He was excellent, sunny, passionate.

He was the object of admiration for every high school boy.

—But he was unhappy.

In private, he would go cold-faced, unwilling to speak.

He hid his true feelings deep inside.

He could become anyone, mold himself into whatever people liked—but never himself.

Back then, Yi Chen was curious.

Why was there such a twisted person?

He paid attention to him, got close, wanted to peel back the layers to see what his heart really looked like.

Gradually, Yi Chen realized he was drawn to him.

The imperfect Yu Xi was truly captivating.

Yi Chen saw his clumsiness, his impulsiveness, his anger, his embarrassment.

This Yu Xi was more vivid and real than the past “perfect artwork” version.

He saw it.

Only he saw it.

He was his Yu Xi.

Their relationship had always been great.

So why had it suddenly changed?

Why did Yu Xi look at him with those eyes?

Later, Yi Chen kept replaying memories, analyzing over and over.

Then, he caught a trace.

Perhaps every turning point had signs.

And the initial turning point was that day, when his dad came home and said to him,

“Son, your dad’s dating someone. Come meet her with me!”