Caught off guard, Chen Shuo was startled.
Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Su Xiyan.
How did she get into my room? Doesn't it require a key card to open the door?
Chen Shuo quickly realized that since Su Xiyan's family had booked the entire hotel, she could easily obtain any room's key card with just a word.
Su Xiyan appeared to be asleep. The room was dark, with only a sliver of light from outside seeping through the curtains, casting a gentle, watery glow in the darkness.
In truth, she was only pretending to sleep.
After Chen Shuo had left the room, Su Xiyan found herself unable to sleep and decided to come knock on his door.
To her surprise, there was no response from inside. Fortunately, a room service staff member happened to pass by, and Su Xiyan learned that Chen Shuo had left his room and gone somewhere unknown.
This guy Chen Shuo, keeping secrets from her?
Chen Shuo's clothes were scattered across his bed. His suitcase was open, with a few garments casually tossed on the bed.
Su Xiyan intended to tidy up for Chen Shuo, but as she sat on his bed, she caught a whiff of a familiar scent. It was Chen Shuo's scent, and it made Su Xiyan feel at peace.
She had been tired all day, and if not for being in an unfamiliar bed, she would have likely fallen asleep already.
In this room filled with Chen Shuo's scent, Su Xiyan felt drowsiness overtake her. She collapsed onto his bed and fell into a deep slumber.
It wasn't until she heard the door opening from the outside that Su Xiyan stirred from her sleep.
The person entering was Chen Shuo. Su Xiyan opened her eyes for a brief moment before quickly pretending to be asleep again.
If she appeared to be sleeping, surely Chen Shuo wouldn't kick her out of his room, right?
With her eyes closed, Su Xiyan strained her ears to listen to Chen Shuo's every move.
She tried her best to keep her breathing steady, but in reality, Su Xiyan's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might explode. They were in the middle of an argument, after all. If he discovered she was pretending to sleep just to stay in his room, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Chen Shuo didn't turn on the lights, moving quietly around the room. He gently switched on the bedside lamp, its soft light illuminating Su Xiyan's face, making her already fair complexion appear even more radiant and delicate.
Chen Shuo couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself, "She's truly beautiful, but her temper is just as real!"
"I won't indulge you here!"
"Get up and out!"
Chen Shuo prepared to lift Su Xiyan and toss her back to her own room, but his hand stopped short of touching her.
He reconsidered. She was already asleep; wouldn't it be too heartless to throw her out now?
Even if she wasn't his girlfriend, you couldn't treat a stranger like that, right?
Ahem!
Chen Shuo was having an internal struggle, but ultimately, he lowered his hand.
It was already late autumn, and the nights were quite chilly.
Su Xiyan lay on Chen Shuo's bed, her body resting on his unfolded clothes. It was precisely because of this that she could smell Chen Shuo's scent, allowing her to fall asleep in an unfamiliar room despite her usual difficulty sleeping in new places.
Her slender body was enveloped by the soft bed, as if she had sunk deep into it.
Chen Shuo stood by the bedside, his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly engaged in an internal debate.
Su Xiyan dared not open her eyes or move, even controlling her breathing carefully.
Chen Shuo had been standing by the bed for quite some time now. What was he thinking?
Surely he wouldn't...
Some strange thoughts crossed Su Xiyan's mind, but she quickly pushed them away.
She felt a familiar presence moving towards her.
Su Xiyan's heart nearly stopped beating!
What was Chen Shuo going to do?!
Take advantage of her?
What if he did something inappropriate while she was pretending to be asleep?
As Su Xiyan's mind raced with these thoughts, she felt a warmth spread over her body.
A soft blanket with Chen Shuo's familiar scent was draped over Su Xiyan.
This small blanket was one Chen Shuo had brought from home. He had kept it in his suitcase, thinking that if Su Xiyan felt cold in the car or fell asleep during the journey, he could use it to keep her warm.
During their few hours' drive, Su Xiyan had been chattering away like a little motor, never showing signs of fatigue.
Unexpectedly, the blanket had found its use tonight.
Su Xiyan had fallen asleep on top of the bedding, making it impossible to cover her with the regular blanket. So, Chen Shuo had to make do with this small throw.
Su Xiyan's heart was in her throat, but to her surprise, Chen Shuo had only covered her with a blanket.
It seemed there would be no further action?
How annoying! Su Xiyan, what exactly were you expecting? Can't you be more reserved?
Su Xiyan's now calm heart felt a hint of sweetness.
Chen Shuo still cared about her! He was worried she might catch a cold and covered her with a blanket.
What's next? Would he sleep beside her?
Su Xiyan thought to herself that she would surely sleep well in Chen Shuo's warm embrace.
After waiting for a while, Su Xiyan didn't feel Chen Shuo's embrace, but instead heard the sound of the door closing.
Su Xiyan: ??
Had Chen Shuo left again?
Su Xiyan opened her eyes and sat up. The room was empty except for her; Chen Shuo was nowhere to be seen.
Upon closer inspection, she noticed that the key card to her own room, which had been on the bedside table, was also gone.
If she wasn't mistaken, Chen Shuo was probably now sleeping in Su Xiyan's room.
In essence, they had swapped rooms.
That rotten Chen Shuo!!
Su Xiyan wrapped herself tightly in the small blanket Chen Shuo had covered her with. The familiar scent prevented her anger from lasting long, and she soon drifted back to sleep.
...
Saturday brought beautiful weather, crisp and clear with a cloudless sky.
Early in the morning, the sun's rays peeked through the gaps in the curtains, bringing a warm glow.
Su Xiyan was awakened by her alarm clock, as she had to attend the wedding rehearsal with her cousin this morning.
As a bridesmaid, she was of course required to be present at the rehearsal.
Her toiletries were still in her original room. Su Xiyan, still in her pajamas, opened the door and unexpectedly met a familiar gaze.
A young woman wearing a bright red long dress stood at Su Xiyan's door. Her features bore some resemblance to Su Xiyan's, and she was quite beautiful!
However, compared to Su Xiyan, she lacked the cool demeanor and exuded more warmth!
Her entire aura, much like the bright red dress she wore, was dazzling and passionate.
"Xiyan, I'd heard you brought a boyfriend this time, so it's true! And, well... hehe!" The woman in the red dress gave Su Xiyan a meaningful look.
Su Xiyan quickly greeted her: "Oh, it's you, cousin!"
"What brings you up to the guest rooms?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
