Chapter 922 - 921: Some Couples Shouldn’t Leave the Same Room Together

A group of people walked downstairs.

The camera was already turned off. Brother Cheng held Mu Qiu’s hand, as if no one else was around, and turned to speak with Assistant Liang who followed behind.

The staff and agents all headed downward together. This finale was quite important, so their agents and assistants came along.

The noisy few were now talking to their agents, trying to understand the online reaction after the rooftop conversation was broadcasted.

Only Mu Qiu yawned, her mind still processing the two stories she heard today.

On the second floor, everyone returned to their rooms directly, but before the door closed, Guan Yu popped out loudly repeating, "I’m really coming to wake you up tomorrow morning, so prepare yourselves. Especially those couples, make sure not to come out of the same room or I’ll scream."

"..." Mu Qiu stuck her head out from the door, "Relax, take a good look, I’m going back to my own room."

Guan Yu mimicked her, sticking her head out from the door, "Then I’m relieved. I’m afraid of seeing something rated R, especially since I’ll come with a camera tomorrow."

From two other doors, two heads peeked out too—since the Willow Leaf City episode when they secretly watched Brother Cheng and Mu Qiu holding hands in the hotel, this sneaky head-peeking exchange had become their habitual action.

Li Yang said, "What time tomorrow, Sister Guan Yu?"

"Maybe six o’clock."

Li Yang yelled, "Six o’clock?! So early?!"

"What else? It’s getting up to see the sunrise, not the sunset. If you don’t get up early, what are you gonna see?"

"... But it’s so early, I’ve never gotten up this early." He drooped his eyelids and muttered.

Shi Yuhuai: "Then this is a good opportunity, tomorrow call him up first."

The latter half was said to Guan Yu.

Guan Yu eagerly agreed, "Alright, I’ll wake him up first tomorrow."

Li Yang: "... No! Don’t! Ah!"

Mu Qiu withdrew her head and closed the door, pondering while she set a six o’clock alarm.

It was already midnight, with only six hours left to sleep. But she wasn’t sleepy yet, she took out sticky notes and a pen from her bag, walked to the window, opened it, quietly standing there looking outside.

She didn’t turn on the air conditioning, passing breezes took away the stuffiness inside the room. The main light was switched off, leaving only the dim bedside lamp. From this angle looking outside, one could feel the vastness in the silence, the stars flickering afar, the splendid reflection of lights on the sea.

After a while, she picked up the pen, used her hand as a support under the sticky note, started writing.

The stillness of the night was conducive to inspiration.

After a short while, her phone vibrating on the bed started buzzing.

She didn’t answer immediately but finished the last few sentences, then walked over and fell onto the bed, answering the call.

"Brother Cheng."

The voice was clear, showing no sign of sleepiness.

Brother Cheng’s pleasant voice flowed in the night, "Still don’t want to sleep?"

She lay on her back, opened the speaker, "Not really sleepy. Are you going to sleep?"

"No. Do you need me to come over and keep you company?"

She chuckled, "No thanks, didn’t you hear what Sister Guan Yu said? She doesn’t want to see us coming out of the same room early in the morning."

Brother Cheng said, "Just coming over to keep you company, when you fall asleep I’ll head back."

"No need, I’m not a child anymore," she turned on her side, closer to the phone, "Brother Cheng, do you think... Has Sister Guan Yu really been suffering from depression for several years? She’s always so cheerful, doesn’t show at all."

"It’s true. Not everyone with depression is always stuck, nor does it always show they went through depression. Theoretically, those who laugh every day can be more susceptible to depression than those who are introverted."

"Oh, thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable. When she was dating that guy, she really didn’t notice anything strange? She only became aware when it was too late, being tripped by such a big hurdle."

Brother Cheng: "You probably know better than me. You often write about male-female relationships, you should know some people with bad character don’t show it from the start; maybe they were genuinely attracted to each other initially and went through a long period of sweetness, with real emotions. But eventually, something more appealing comes along, causing them to abandon emotions and lose morals."

To put it simply, money, power, and fame turned out to be more important than a girlfriend.

Isn’t this the typical scumbag often appearing in various novels?

Mu Qiu pouted, cursing scumbag in her heart, then asked, "It’s truly a panic-inducing story, after hearing too much of a beautiful beginning with tragic ends, who will still long for sweet love?"

Brother Cheng: "It depends on who’s longing. Not everyone is like this. However, being in love requires precautions; promises and guarantees at the time don’t carry legal weight like words on paper."

"So would you become such a scumbag?"

Brother Cheng: "... No."

"Then how do I know if your current oral promises and guarantees are valid, anyway they don’t have legal effect."

Brother Cheng: "..."

Hitting himself with a rock.

He was at a loss for words, Mu Qiu chuckled twice in the quiet environment.

"Alright, just kidding. On the rooftop just now, you said dating me is pleasant and enjoyable, is it still pleasant and enjoyable now?"

He hummed nasally, "Very interesting."

"What’s interesting?"

Brother Cheng obediently followed her answer, "Your life is interesting, being with you is interesting."

She pressed her lips and smiled, "So you found me interesting, that’s why you initially agreed to give us a try?"

This time he didn’t just hum twice, instead he seriously said, "Many times special feelings come from a little initial interest, don’t they?"

"Indeed, I’m quite interested in you too. Do you remember the pilot and first episode? I kept staring at you, what do you think I was looking at?"

"... My body."

She let out a pleasurable stolen laugh, "Yes, ogling your body. Forgive me for my lack of experience, the first time seeing a superstar from the entertainment industry was such a perfectly built beauty, wouldn’t I be shocked and couldn’t help but glance twice."

Brother Cheng thought, was it glancing twice? It was clearly glancing two hundred times.

Mu Qiu added, "It wasn’t really my fault then, right? Your physique was too good, especially when wearing a white shirt, especially especially after getting wet in a white shirt, too incredible. At that time, the notes I wrote at night were all inspired by your physique."

It seemed there was no need for him to respond now, just needed to listen closely to her admiration of his body.

"Although sometimes I also wonder, this interest in physical appearance, oh, being attracted by looks, can it really support a relationship?"