1.

I was dressed in a hat, mask, and a large coat, looking even more suspicious than someone sneaking landmines. Carefully, I moved out of his room, following the wall as I slowly made my way to the elevator. My nerves were really on edge, but I managed to walk that short distance, taking three steps, then a little jump, and glancing back every now and then.

2.

If you were to ask me why I was in this situation.

3.

There's no other reason but this: the big boss's secret has been exposed. Who is the big boss, you ask? He's at the top of the game, with popularity like Lushan Waterfalls (NT: renewed falls in Lushan mountains, Jiujang city). He's got an impeccable image, and his social circle is basically the same as the entertainment industry. This top-tier handsome guy got involved in illegal gambling, and now the entire hotel—inside and out—is filled with paparazzi. In every nook and cranny, there are at least two or three reporters ready to pounce, waiting for the right moment, itching to break the news.

To be honest, I'm so on edge that I dare not even look up while walking down the hallway. I'm afraid I'll spot someone with a camera on the ceiling.

4.

As for where the big boss has gone into hiding, no one knows. The ones suffering the most are the members of the production crew. In situations like this, it's always a case of one person's mistake affecting everyone. The ones at the forefront of this are me and Gu Yiliang, who have been quite prominent in recent times. With a good image like Gu Yiliang's, it's not good for him to show up. If he gets caught and questioned, no matter what he says, it's wrong. Supporting the big boss makes you an accomplice, not supporting him means you're heartless. Even saying "I can't comment on that" will likely get you in trouble. As for someone like me, who's carrying some dark secrets, it's even riskier to be seen. A small slip could lead to deep digging and revelation.

It's not easy to explain why I'm coming out of his room wearing Gu Yiliang's clothes.

 

5.

You're absolutely right. It's been a full three days, three whole days since we came to an understanding, and neither Gu Yiliang nor I have set foot outside of our rooms.

The thick, opaque curtains are tightly drawn day and night, and the doors and windows remain shut. If it weren't for the assistant delivering meals to our doorstep three times a day, allowing us to crack the door open just enough to bring the food inside, the air in the entire room would hardly circulate.

6.

The production has come to a halt, our schedules are empty, and we're staying indoors without stepping out. The implications behind this are profound.

It seems like we're definitely making some secret plans, right? That's what I initially thought.

However... We haven't done anything at all.

 

7.

That does sound unbelievable, doesn't it? I'm just asking you, how can anyone achieve anything under this overwhelming and invisible pressure? It's frightening, it gets under your skin. The midnight moonlight shatters spring dreams, and even the slightest rustle of clothing feels like it's being watched by hundreds of eyes. Not to mention the little security guard; my spirits are wilting, seriously!

8.

I did consider being a pressure-resistant warrior for a moment, summoning my courage and forcing my way into his room. But... when the arrows are already on the bowstring, and you check your pockets, scan the room, and explore the bedside table... there's no equipment! I won't dwell on the importance of safe sex practices, but even a talented person like me hasn't evolved the ability to purify itself, and it's tough to cook without ingredients, right?

So, in the end, all we could do was hug and embrace, perhaps get a little frisky with each other, indulging in some mutual affection, two-pronged attacks, and enjoy some fireworks together. At most, some oral activities - they say you are what you eat, and I believe I must taste quite sweet right now.

Since the intimate contact with Gu Yiliang until now, I feel like my jaw muscles have become more developed. As for why it's not Gu Yiliang's jaw muscles that have developed? Well, Gu Yiliang, with his iron teeth and bronze mouth, is feasting on Little Wei's life. And me, Wei Yanzi, the one suffering from bitterness beyond words.

 

9.

So why did we go out again?

10.

There's no other reason, just an hour and a half ago, we were driving a hand-cranked tractor at 40 miles per hour, neck and neck on the highway, side by side, no distinction between high and low, speeding up... We locked eyes, and just as it looked like the engine was about to catch fire, we were suddenly doused with an ice-cold feeling by the furious shouts of the female lead's assistant scolding the paparazzi from outside.

My heart was exhausted, and Little Wei's core was equally exhausted. Gu Yiliang grabbed my wrist, remained silent for a while, his eyes drooping, and hesitantly asked if I wanted to go to his house to see William.

11.

Safely in the elevator, I stared at the decreasing numbers on the display screen. Just thinking about Gu Yiliang's suggestive "Do you want to come to my house and see William?" made me unable to hold back a smile. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, never to return to the sea. The meaning behind those words was profound, and it sent shivers down my spine as if a cluster of orange-red flames were leaping and dancing inside my organs.

Even the thought of his home equipment being bought along with frozen pizza couldn't quell this excitement. Gu Yiliang had already been waiting for me in the underground parking lot. I rubbed my cheeks, trying to mask my overly expectant expression, and calmly watched as the elevator doors slowly opened.

 

12.

Time flies, and in the instant the elevator doors opened, Gu Yiliang suddenly rushed in. He reached out to push down the brim of my hat and wrapped me in his arms without a word, then started walking out with me.

Me: ? I was caught off guard, my thoughts in disarray. I was afraid there might be hidden cameras in the darkness and didn't dare to clutch his clothes. So, I just followed his swift footsteps, keeping my head down, and anxiously whispered, "What's happening? Is it a paparazzi invasion or something?"

Gu Yiliang bundled me into the car with a stern expression, then looked at me with concern before bursting into laughter. "How's that? Exciting, isn't it?"

Me: "..."

Why are you so mischievous? Can't we save the excitement for later?

Me: "I'm getting old; I can't handle this kind of play."

Gu Yiliang raised an eyebrow and suspiciously glanced at my lower half.

 

13.

The little flame in my heart was already crackling, and my thoughts were instantly derailed by his intense gaze. Several luxury cars rolled by noisily.

I playfully pounced on him, and he hugged me, laughing heartily, as we tangled together in the car. He removed my hat, smoothed my dishevelled hair, but the next moment, I messed it up again, wildly shaking my head around his neck.

"Alright," he chuckled, patting me. "Let's get going."

Yes, we can't keep William waiting!

I straightened up for a moment, adjusted my hat, and motioned for him to shift seats: "I'll drive. You didn't sleep well last night; you can take a nap in the car."

He seemed quite pleased with the idea, and his smile was as dazzling as a toothpaste commercial, almost blinding.

14.

Gu Yiliang tends to be quiet when he's driving, but he's chatty when he's a passenger. He said he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to rest, so he casually chatted with me, sharing anecdotes and insider gossip from the entertainment industry.

The sky had light drizzle, and I turned on the windshield wipers, slowing down a bit. My photographic memory, a blessing and a curse, came into play. While conversing with him, I unintentionally recounted the entire route he took the last time he brought me home, including the three circles around a nearby convenience store.

It was during these three rounds that the rain suddenly intensified, and the thunderstorm seemed to celebrate like it was at a water festival, bestowing its blessings upon the earth.

 

15.

I have to say, the weather really isn't doing us any favors. It's as if the sky is taking a cue from Gu Yiliang's sexual orientation—always changing on a whim, isn't it?

I impatiently tapped my fingertips on the steering wheel, staring at the endless curtain of rain. My fingertips gripped the wheel tightly, and I gaped at the pouring rain. Isn't this rain a bit too much? It's like all the missed heavy rains from previous years are coming back at once!

 

16.

With the road in front of the car becoming increasingly blurry, several small vehicles ahead began to skid, and thunder rumbled in the distance. It seemed like we were on a one-way road to hell if we continued driving in this weather.

Forget about going to Gu Yiliang's house; it seemed difficult even to turn around and head back to the hotel where the production was located.

I didn't know what to do. I stared at the red traffic light, sighing repeatedly, with layers of worry clouding my mind. Our actions were already severely restricted due to the recent incident with the big boss. We were closely monitored by our agency, our fans, and the ever-watchful eyes of the paparazzi. Going anywhere was inconvenient. First, it was the big boss's troubles, and now it was a torrential downpour. The road ahead seemed to be blocked.

My goodness! All I wanted was to watch a William game together in bed, fully equipped! Why did it have to be this difficult? It's as if I'm trying to reach the heavens themselves!

Gu Yiliang had fallen silent as the rain intensified. He kept his head down, focusing on his phone.

I glanced at him but didn't want to burden him with complaints. I turned the steering wheel and was preparing to find a place to park the car and wait for the rain to stop.

Just as I was making the turn, Gu Yiliang put away his phone and calmly said, "No need. Drive another 200 meters forward, then take the left, and after that..."

17.

Was this a good idea? At a critical moment, he's the one to rely on.

Feeling grateful, I followed his directions and carefully parked the car behind a building.

As soon as the car came to a stop, before I could even see the scene outside through the rain curtain, a figure suddenly rushed over from the passenger side, wearing a smile with an unclear meaning on their face.

What was going on? It was broad daylight!

Was the brilliant idea car activities? How many people in the industry have had "car fun" in their cars, after all?

"Don't make trouble," I pushed Gu Yiliang's head buried in my neck. "If we get caught—"

 

18.

Gu Yiliang sat up straight, his ears inexplicably turning slightly red. He picked up his phone again and spoke seriously, "Get out of the car. There's an umbrella in the back seat."

Me: "Get out of the car for what?"

Gu Yiliang: "It's a rainy day. Sitting in the car can be stuffy. Let's go inside the hotel for a rest."

Me: "Hotel?"

Gu Yiliang: "Yes, I just booked one."

Me: "Huh? Aren't you worried about running into paparazzi lurking inside and outside the hotel?"

Gu Yiliang: "I booked a discreet love hotel."

Me: "?"

Gu Yiliang: "Privacy is guaranteed, and it's highly confidential."

Me: "?"

Gu Yiliang: "The most dangerous place is the safest place."

Me: "?"

 

19.

His persuasive words were too convincing! Even more flawless than Qingyang (NT: Chinese brand of para pharmaceuticals products such as shampoos, lotions etc).

I believed him.

 

20.

Just a moment ago, I was too afraid to even kiss in the car, and now we're heading into a love hotel? Is it what they mean by "a sudden turn of events," "seeing light through the darkness," or "finding a way through the mountains"?

I was pulled out of the car by Gu Yiliang, not even bothering to open the umbrella, and we rushed into the hotel from a discreet side entrance, three steps at a time.

But wait, there was no one here, not a soul in sight. Not paparazzi, not even hotel staff. All I could see was a wall with ambiguous decor and a series of lightboxes used to choose rooms.

My expression was that of pure bewilderment, while Gu Yiliang remained surprisingly composed. He meticulously studied his phone for room selection tips, though the skin behind his ears was as red as if it had been been burned by an iron.

After going through a series of steps, he hesitated while looking at several lightboxes indicating available rooms and turned to me, asking, "So, which one do you want?"

My mind was racing, steaming like a boiling kettle, and I let out a series of sharp, whistle-like sounds from the depths of my heart as I pointed to one of the lightboxes, "Just pick any, pick any quickly..."

Gu Yiliang: "In such a hurry?"

Me: "…"

Me: "Not in a hurry, not in a hurry—take your time. I'll go for a walk, have some tea, and come back."

Gu Yiliang chuckled softly, raised his hand, and selected the room I had pointed to. Then he pulled me towards the elevator lobby.

 

21.

From the elevator lobby to the corridor and to the door of the room, we didn't encounter a single person. Even though there were only a few vacant rooms left, the entire space was eerily quiet, indicating excellent soundproofing. The interior decor transitioned from suggestive tones to a more seductive atmosphere, and the dim, hazy lighting seemed to press a restless mood upon the heart from all directions.

The feeling, how should I describe it?

22.

—I've wrongly accused the weather! It seems like it's serving as our matchmaker today!

The pent-up desire that had been building up for two whole days had finally found an outlet! It was time to fulfill our unfinished mission!

Every cell in my body was shouting, boiling, and singing in unison, "Goodbye, Mother, tonight I embark on a long journey!"

With a hint of trepidation and uncertainty, I watched as Gu Yiliang calmly opened the room door—

23.

Hoping, waiting, and finally, spring has arrived!

The mountains glowed, the waters swelled, and the sun blushed!

 

24.

—My heart recited a lesson's worth of text.

Gu Yiliang seemed a bit restrained, and his fingertips were almost breaking the tip of his nose. He turned his head to look at me. "Uh... you chose..."

I stood there in a daze, trembling, and I placed my hand on my forehead. "I..."

 

25.

The room was decorated in shades of pink, with cold steel poles and peach-colored neon lights.

Why on earth was there a mirror on the ceiling? It's not an auspicious placement facing the bed, right? What's with that thing that looks like torture equipment over there? Is this Auschwitz? And what's that horse-like thing? Do they give you a mount when you book the room? Why is there a swing? I don't want to dangle from a grapevine trellis!

What kind of theme is this room supposed to have?

Honestly, even a countryside or a rustic Aegean Sea (NT: part of the Mediterranean sea) theme would be better than this, right?

I was internally panicking, my face devoid of color, and I tugged at Gu Yiliang's sleeve. "Maybe we should change..."

Gu Yiliang pulled me closer and gave the room a nudge. "Forget it, we're already here."

Me: ? Is this the right time for that statement?

 

 

26.

We entered the room, hugging and cuddling, and both of us stood in the center of the room, staring at each other, motionless, like two robots that had suddenly malfunctioned.

Even though we'd had our fair share of intimate moments during this time, and we'd played around a lot, this direct and intense feeling left us both a bit bewildered.

Especially in this particular environment!

I felt quite unsafe, to be honest.

Staying like this wouldn't work, so Gu Yiliang initiated the next step without saying a word, silently pulling me towards the bathroom.

As we were about to step into the bathroom, I stopped abruptly and yanked my hand away.

Gu Yiliang looked puzzled and asked hesitantly, "Are we... going to shower together?"

"NO, NO, NO!" Even without looking in the mirror, I could tell how red my face was. I grabbed a bathrobe, tossed it to him, and pushed him out. "You've already showered before leaving, and I'll take care of myself."

He looked at me with a puzzled expression, then suddenly let out a muffled laugh and touched his nose. "Uh-huh."

I closed the bathroom door with a bang.

 

Translator : DarNan