“Where is this?”
In the darkness, Lin Haobai looked around dizzily. A familiar scent drifted to his nose, and only then did he belatedly realize that he seemed to have entered the figurine again.
“Why would I come here even after getting drunk?” Lin Haobai was puzzled. But with his mind dulled by alcohol, he couldn’t think things through clearly.
Close his eyes. Open them. Close them again. Open them again. After repeating this several times, he felt a little more awake. Only then did he look around carefully. It was completely quiet. He seemed to be lying on something soft yet slightly firm. And it felt warm.
Still a little lightheaded, Lin Haobai really wanted to bury his head into it and rub against this comfortable cushion.
As expected of a rich person, being able to buy such high-quality cushioning. Since Ren Tianxing had said today that they were friends, could he ask him where he bought this cushion from?
Whether it was the texture or the temperature, everything was just right, perfectly to his liking.
While Lin Haobai’s thoughts were running wild, the cushion he was coveting suddenly moved. Then it felt as if he had rolled a few times before falling onto another surface that rose and fell in a steady rhythm.
“Thump… thump… thump…”
The sound was both rhythmic and strong, and the last trace of drunkenness clinging to Lin Haobai instantly vanished.
What kind of new-style mattress was this?
It had been comfortable and warm before, and now it even came with a vibration function! Rich people’s tastes were really strange!
Yet the sensation beneath him was still just as comfortable, and he could still smell Ren Tianxing’s familiar scent at his nose. This really was his house, wasn’t it? That couldn’t be wrong.
In the dark room, Lin Haobai had no other way to figure out his current situation. He could only rely on his five senses. The steady thumping sound continued in his ears, and with each thump, his body trembled rhythmically along with the “mattress” beneath him.
The movement wasn’t strong, but it was enough to keep him from falling asleep.
Recently, he had already discovered an effective way to sleep. Whenever he fell asleep and entered the figurine, if Ren Tianxing didn’t sleep, then he could forget about sleeping too. Because that annoying Ren “Fairy” would keep pestering him. But as long as the other man rested, he could tag along and catch some sleep as well.
When the two of them slept like that, he would wake up the next day feeling especially refreshed, as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, like every pore in his body had opened and absorbed boundless essence.
But now, with this vibrating “mattress,” he simply couldn’t switch into sleep mode.
Lin Haobai felt a little helpless.
Lying on the still rhythmically moving cushion, he began counting sheep out of boredom, hoping the little sheep would lull him to sleep.
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep…
The more he counted, the more a sense of familiarity crept in, as if the truth was right before him, he only needed to gently push open a door to grasp it. Yet drowsiness was already taking hold, and in the stillness of the night, he failed to figure out exactly what he was lying on.
The next morning, gentle sunlight streamed in through the thin curtains. Crisp birdsong drifted in from the slightly open window.
The chirping disturbed Lin Haobai’s consciousness. As he tried to move, he realized he was still inside the little figurine. Calm as an experienced driver, he first sniffed the air around him. Recognizing that he was in Ren Fairy’s bedroom, he felt completely at ease.
Then, like someone who had lazed in bed long enough, he slowly opened his eyes.
This time, he immediately realized where he was.
What came into view was something bare and flushed. Lin Haobai’s mind froze for a moment, while the steady “thump… thump… thump…” continued in his ears.
At that instant, he couldn’t tell whether it was his own heart beating or the other person’s.
But no matter whose heart it was, he knew one thing, his own heart was about to give out.
I’m done for…
That was the first thought that flashed through his mind.
What the hell…
That was the second.
I’m doomed…
That was the third thought that popped into his mind.
Although he knew that every time he fell asleep he would enter his own little figurine, and that one day he would inevitably see parts that required mosaic censorship just like the first time—
No matter how visually shocking something looked, it could never compare to the shock brought by that soft, yielding touch.
Dear heavens.
The soft thing he had felt last night was actually…
Lin Haobai felt that from now on, he would no longer be able to look this newly acquainted friend straight in the eye. He had treated that spot as his pillow and even fantasized about asking the next day where it had been bought. He had treated that steadily rising and falling chest as a mattress and even imagined finding out the brand of this tycoon’s bedding.
There was no need to ask anymore.
This was the Ren Fairy brand pillow. Ren Fairy brand mattress. Absolutely nowhere else sold it.
Lin Haobai was extremely grateful that he couldn’t move or speak right now. Otherwise, he was afraid he would have let out a scream in this room at daybreak and scrambled off, hands and feet flailing, from the Ren-the-Fairy-brand bedding he had used all night.
“Stay calm, stay calm, Lin Haobai. You’re an award-winning actor! Don’t embarrass yourself like some country bumpkin. So what if you used a domineering CEO’s body as a mattress? What’s there to panic about? Stay calm, stay calm. You can do this.”
He gave himself a pep talk internally, trying to steady his emotions. It’s just a body. Who doesn’t have one? He has one, I have one too. Right, don’t be afraid. At worst, at worst I’ll let Ren Fairy get a look back! A real man has nothing to fear!
“Morning, little thing.”
The sudden voice above his head startled Lin Haobai out of his self-hypnosis.
The next second, his body lifted into the air, and an enlarged, handsome face appeared before his eyes again.
Perhaps because of the alcohol last night, Ren Tianxing’s cheeks still carried a faint flush. Against his fair, luminous skin, it made him look stunning.
Lin Haobai had to admit a fact: the person before him was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life. This kind of beauty transcended gender and age. Anyone who saw him would be struck by his looks.
Across from him, Ren Tianxing looked languid, propping his head with one hand as he leaned against the headboard. The dark quilt covering him slid down slowly with his movement.
Lin Haobai not only saw the other man’s fair yet powerful arm, but also the very place he had clung to all night.
He instinctively shut his eyes, afraid that if he kept looking, he would see that spot again and be overwhelmed by guilt.
“Little thing, did you have fun? Eating and drinking with me yesterday?”
The question made Lin Haobai’s whole body stiffen. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: could this guy possibly know about him transmigrating into the figurine?