Upon hearing Tang Yimian's words, Lin Yu simply smiled faintly.
She had specifically emphasized that the container-turned-hostel had more than just a single bed—there was also a chair.
It was nothing more than a hint to Lin Yu that the two of them could rest separately.
In the subconscious of the dream world, it reflected Tang Yimian’s true attitude toward Lin Yu even more clearly.
Their earlier discussions about writing fiction had nearly given Lin Yu the wrong impression.
He had thought his senior had no guard up against him.
But now it seemed...
It was only when they were discussing fiction that this layer of defensiveness disappeared.
Once they returned to the normalcy of real life, her wariness was anything but mild!
So if he wanted to smoothly achieve his goals in the future, it’d be best to start with fiction.
Ah, humans.
Don’t foolishly challenge difficulties head-on.
Difficulties will always outnumber solutions.
Even if you luck out and find a way around one problem, another will pop up.
When you do find a solution, just quietly rejoice.
Don’t stubbornly waste effort on things you’re not good at.
……
The two of them entered the container together and surveyed the cramped space inside.
To be honest.
The interior was even smaller than it looked from the outside!
The shower area was just a cut-out in the container, barely large enough to stand in, with drainage for the water.
Not even a curtain for privacy!
Taking a shower here would be a full, unobstructed live broadcast.
The moment Tang Yimian stepped inside, regret was written all over her face.
Meanwhile, Lin Yu... had already silently locked the door!
When God closes a door for you, He also...
Covers the only clear window with a discarded shirt!
Trying to escape?
No door, no window—nowhere to go!
Instantly, the light inside the container dimmed considerably.
Lin Yu exhaled deeply and turned to Tang Yimian, saying:
"Senior, now it’s safe."
"You go first. I’ll keep watch here for you."
Tang Yimian stood frozen in place: "..."
Lin Yu’s intentions were good.
But showering barely two meters away from him...
She didn’t think she could do it!
What if, in the middle of showering, the gas station staff returned?
What if Lin Yu accidentally saw something?
What if the water suddenly ran out?
What if...
A series of worst-case scenarios flooded Tang Yimian’s mind.
After weighing them all, she quickly spoke up:
"Lin Yu, you go first. I’ll keep an eye outside through the window."
"I haven’t sweated as much, so I’m not in a hurry."
"You don’t have to worry—I won’t peek at all!"
"I’ll be watching outside the whole time, checking if anyone comes back..."
Even as she deferred, Tang Yimian made sure to add a "gentleman’s agreement."
If she really couldn’t refuse later, she’d just have to make it quick.
Though she was the one proposing the agreement,
It wasn’t just binding on her alone.
Lin Yu nodded silently.
Alright, alright.
Even the blind get treated with suspicion, huh?
His senior was still too naive.
Lin Yu was no gentleman—why would he follow some strange agreement?
"Sure, thanks for letting me go first, Senior."
Tang Yimian forced a smile, trying her best to keep her expression from looking too awkward.
Before long.
"Splash... splash..."
The sound of running water continued for quite a while.
Lin Yu showered leisurely, completely unconcerned about being interrupted.
During this time,
The dream world remained relatively stable.
Tang Yimian strictly adhered to her own rules.
For the entire duration of Lin Yu’s shower,
She stayed by the window, lifting a corner of the shirt to watch outside.
Lin Yu was curious—just how long could his senior keep up this composure?
"Senior, I’m done. There are disposable towels in my bag—take one."
"But make it quick. No telling when someone might come back."
"Best to finish before they return, so no one disturbs you."
Lin Yu spoke considerately.
Tang Yimian looked at him with gratitude.
"Mm, I’ll be fast!"
"Thank you, Lin Yu."
"I think... I think I owe you an apology."
"At first, when we came in, I was a little wary of you."
"But just now, I thought about it—you’ve been so kind, spending your own time teaching me how to write."
"I really shouldn’t have felt that way. It’s so cold-hearted of me."
"If I didn’t tell you, I’d feel even worse, guilty forever..."
Tang Yimian’s apology-prone personality kicked into full gear.
Her lengthy apology went on for a full three minutes.
By the end, her eyes were even reddening.
Lin Yu quickly cut in:
"Senior, I get it. I really do."
"The fact that you’re brave enough to admit it makes me respect you even more."
"Plenty of people stay guarded even toward kindness, but to realize it and apologize..."
"You’re the first I’ve met. That’s a rare quality!"
His words eased some of Tang Yimian’s hidden wariness.
But they were also sincere.
If it were Lin Yu, he’d never have the courage to apologize face-to-face.
He didn’t blame her for her caution.
Who didn’t have their own reservations?
"Senior, go shower. Now that you’ve said it, don’t dwell on it."
Tang Yimian nodded gratefully and hurried to the shower corner.
Lin Yu, meanwhile, instantly slipped into the role of the "perfect gentleman."
The sound of running water filled the container once more.
This time, it was much louder than when Lin Yu had showered.
Clearly, his senior was in a frantic rush.
It was as if she just wanted the water to graze her and call it done.
Lin Yu, of course, wouldn’t waste such a golden opportunity.
With a mere thought...
A slightly larger lizard appearing in this dusty wasteland wouldn’t be strange, right?
For a gentle, soft-hearted girl,
That would be an absolutely terrifying little creature!
Within seconds.
"Ah!!"
A sharp scream came from behind him.
The frantic stomping on the metal floor sounded like the beat of war drums.
"Senior, what’s wrong? What happened?"
Lin Yu stood straight, still keeping his back to Tang Yimian.
Wasn’t this gentlemanly enough?
Then—
Cold, damp skin pressed against him in an instant.
She clung tightly to his arm, trembling uncontrollably.
"Ah!"
"Lin Yu, there’s... there’s a crocodile in here!"
Lin Yu: "???"
If he hadn’t known what he’d conjured up,
He might’ve actually been startled by her words.
A desert crocodile?
Was it the top laner or the jungler?
……
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