This bed is very wide.

Hearing this, Su Yang froze.

But he quickly snapped out of it, swallowing hard before saying, "You... you sure about this?"

"Mhm..."

"It's just that I've never stayed in a room with this kind of style before. It’s a bit hard to get used to."

Su Yang shook his head with a smile. "Wait here."

After saying that, he walked to the door and opened it. "Come on in."

"Oh, okay."

Tang Ziyun agreed and stepped inside.

Su Yang grinned. "Is my room the same as yours?"

Tang Ziyun nodded. "Pretty much. This living room looks like some creepy abandoned temple. It’s unsettling."

"Here, have a seat."

Su Yang motioned for Tang Ziyun to sit on the chair.

He grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the wooden table and handed it to her with a smile. "But this place only has one bed. Maybe I should just book another room for you."

Tang Ziyun hesitated before nodding. "I can go book it myself. No need to trouble you..."

Su Yang waved his hand dismissively. "I’ll handle it. You wait here."

"I... I’ll come with you."

Soon, the two returned to the front desk.

The two receptionists were still sitting by the tea table, brewing tea, with four guests who had arrived at some point now seated on either side.

Seeing Su Yang and Tang Ziyun approach, the receptionist who had served them tea earlier stood up and smiled. "How can I help you two?"

Su Yang beckoned her over.

The receptionist walked up to him. "What’s the matter, sir?"

"Listen, your so-called 'Mountain Retreat' rooms are kind of... unnerving. My friend here doesn’t dare stay in one. Do you have any other room types available?"

The receptionist looked apologetic. "I’m sorry, sir. Let me check for you."

She walked over to a computer behind the counter and started searching.

A minute later, she turned back to Su Yang with an awkward expression. "Well, if you’d come five minutes earlier, there would’ve been rooms. But the last two were just booked by these four guests."

"Huh? None left at all?"

"That’s right, sir. Our inn has a high occupancy rate—almost fully booked every day. Today’s actually late; usually, everything’s gone by eight or nine in the evening."

"What now? The thing is, your Mountain Retreat... I don’t even know how to describe it. Feels like staying in some desolate, run-down temple in the middle of nowhere. Like I’m some wandering swordsman on the run, finally stumbling upon a tiny shrine to rest for the night..."

The receptionist gave him an awkward look. "Sir, actually, the Mountain Retreat is our most popular room type..."

"What? The Mountain Retreat is the most booked? You’re kidding, right? The rooms next to ours seem empty."

"They’re all occupied. Probably just resting since it’s late."

Su Yang sighed and turned to Tang Ziyun, whispering, "What do we do? Guess we’ll have to make do for the night?"

"Uh... okay, sure."

Su Yang looked back at the receptionist helplessly. "You guys should really tweak the Mountain Retreat a bit. There’s not even a TV in there."

"There used to be one."

"Then why remove it?"

"A lot of guests said having a TV ruined the ancient vibe..."

Su Yang: "......"

"Whatever. Never mind. You can go."

The two turned and left the front desk. On the way back, Su Yang glanced at Tang Ziyun. "No other choice, Ziyun."

"It’s fine. Just sorry to trouble you..."

"Not a problem for me." Su Yang thought to himself: Not a problem at all. In fact, I’m kind of thrilled.

They soon reached their rooms.

Su Yang looked at Tang Ziyun’s door and grinned. "Open yours."

"Huh? You’re going in?"

"Yeah, to grab the blankets. I’ll sleep on the floor."

"Wait, you’re taking the floor?"

"What else? There’s only one bed. Unless you don’t mind squeezing in together—heh." Su Yang wiggled his eyebrows teasingly.

"Uh..." Tang Ziyun’s heart raced at his words. Blushing, she mumbled, "But I’m the one causing trouble. Making you sleep on the floor isn’t right. I’ll take the floor."

Su Yang waved her off. "No way I’m letting a girl sleep on the ground. Don’t worry about it. Just open the door."

Tang Ziyun had no choice but to unlock her room. Su Yang walked in and quickly gathered the blankets and pillows from the bed.

"Let’s go." He then opened his own door and stepped inside.

They entered the bedroom.

Su Yang spread the blankets on the floor beside the bed and tossed the pillow on top.

"All set!"

"That’s it?"

"Yep. I’m easy. Give me a pillow, and I can sleep anywhere."

"That won’t do. You’ll catch a cold!"

"Nah, I sleep without blankets all the time." Su Yang walked out of the bedroom and shut the front door.

Returning, he smiled at Tang Ziyun. "You go freshen up first. I already washed up earlier."

Tang Ziyun didn’t know what else to say. She nodded and headed to the bathroom.

Su Yang chuckled, kicked off his shoes, and lay down on the makeshift floor bed, scrolling through his phone.

About ten minutes later, Tang Ziyun came back.

Seeing Su Yang sprawled on the floor, she marched over and yanked him up. "You—get on the bed."

"Huh?" Before Su Yang could react, she had already pulled him by the arm.

"If I take the bed, where will you sleep?"

"I’ll sleep here."

"You? I already said no. A guy sleeping on the bed while a girl takes the floor? If word got out, I’d never live it down."

Hearing this, Tang Ziyun suddenly remembered Su Yang’s relationship with Pan Ning. Hesitantly, she stammered, "Pan..."

"Pan Ning? Don’t worry. If neither of us says anything, no one will know."

Su Yang paused, realizing how that sounded, and quickly added, "I mean, we’ll just wake up early tomorrow and—wait, no, that still sounds wrong..."

"Ugh, forget it. No explaining. Just get on the bed."

Tang Ziyun sat on the edge of the bed, looking guilty, while Su Yang lay back down on the floor with his phone.

After a long silence, she finally steeled herself and said, "Su Yang, get on the bed."

"I told you, I—"

Before he could finish, Tang Ziyun cut in, "I mean... we can share the bed."

"Wait, what?"

"You... you sure?"

"Mhm." Tang Ziyun’s face flushed as she lowered her head, her voice barely above a whisper.

But she quickly looked up again and explained, "The bed’s really wide. Plenty of space for two."

The bed was wide—about seven feet—enough to fit three people comfortably.

Su Yang sat up, grinning. "You’re really okay with this?"

"Yes. Just come up already."

"Well, if you insist." Su Yang’s delight was obvious as he grabbed his pillow and climbed onto the bed.

Tang Ziyun scooted to the inner side, while Su Yang lay on the outer edge.

"Time to sleep. Why are you still sitting up?"

[Ding! Detected Tang Ziyun's favorability toward the host has increased to: 85. Reward: 5 million, plus 60% shares of Haicheng Xingling Media Co., Ltd.]

—Whoa? Now we’re getting company shares?

—Xingling Media? What do they do? Not some ad agency, right?

[A comprehensive new media company, primarily engaged in: streamer incubation, short drama production, film production, etc.]

—Damn? That’s legit. Streamer incubation?

Su Yang grinned at the thought.

Noticing his expression, Tang Ziyun asked, "Su Yang? What... are you smiling about?"

"Uh, n-nothing. Just lie down and sleep. Don’t overthink it. We’re just sharing a bed for the night—no big deal. Relax."

"O...okay."

As she slowly lay down, Tang Ziyun realized something: she’d sworn not to fall for Su Yang again, but her heart, barely locked away, had now broken free completely.

......