Chapter 105: Melodramatic Script – Extra (6)
Shen Shuyi stared at the wishing ribbon, unable to recover for a long time.
To be honest, while he was shocked at first sight, upon reflection, it felt somewhat expected.
Shen Shuyi was just that kind of love-struck fool.
Shen Shuyi hung the wishing ribbon back on the highest point, along with the one he had just made a new wish for.
The two ribbons fluttered in the wind.
Shen Shuyi gazed at them contentedly for a while, when suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.
At first, he thought it was Zhao Yuheng who had bought his roasted sweet potatoes, but turning around, he saw an unfamiliar middle-aged Taoist priest.
The reason Shen Shuyi thought he was a Taoist priest was because the man’s first words upon seeing him were, “Little Bodhisattva, you don’t seem to be from this world!”
Shen Shuyi’s pupils constricted in fright; if he had a tail, it would be bristling like an antenna.
“How did you know?” Shen Shuyi reflexively admitted.
“Oh dear, I knew I wasn’t mistaken, it really is.” The Taoist priest said mysteriously, “I’ve been observing you for a long time. Looking at you now, are you unhappy in this world and long to go home?”
Shen Shuyi’s eyes lit up: “Yes, yes!”
Then he hesitated: “Well, not really unhappy.”
Looking at Zhao Yuheng still buying sweet potatoes not far away, Shen Shuyi felt a sweet warmth in his heart.
“Ah, although you’re not unhappy, the person you love most is very unhappy.” The Taoist priest calculated with his fingers and said, “Little Bodhisattva, your lover from your original world has been waiting for you to return. Don’t you want to go back?”
#. How did this fatal question fall on my shoulders?
A question even more terrifying than “If I and my mother fell into the water, who would you save?” has reappeared.
Which Zhao Yuheng from both worlds do you want?
Shen Shuyi hesitated again: “Can’t I have both…?”
Question Zhao Yuheng, understand Zhao Yuheng, become Zhao Yuheng!
The Taoist priest chuckled and said, “Oh dear, that won’t do. Every world operates under a monogamous system, little bodhisattva. If you monopolize this one, then you’ll have no husband in this world!”
Shen Shuyi, curious, asked, “According to you, there should be another me in this world, right? Where did ‘I’ go?”
The Taoist priest looked at him and pointed to his heart.
“Here.” It sounded mystical.
Shen Shuyi didn’t understand.
“That’s secondary!” The Taoist priest waved his hand. “Little bodhisattva, I knew you had this problem the moment I saw you. I came here to solve it for you.”
“Here, look at this.” The Taoist priest suddenly pulled a small white pill from his pocket. “Take this, and I guarantee you’ll be back in your original world in the next second.”
“Wait a minute,” Shen Shuyi said, “Is it really that mystical? Parallel worlds are supposed to be scientific! Shouldn’t you give me some kind of time-space jump device or something?” “Oh dear, look at you, you’ve been reading too much science fiction.” The Taoist priest said, “The end of science is metaphysics. Believe me, this really works.” Shen Shuyi looked at the small white pill, his suspicion growing stronger: “This looks a bit like sleeping pills.”
“Sleeping pills? How could that be! How could I, a Taoist priest, sell sleeping pills! What would I, a Taoist priest, sell!” the Taoist priest quickly retorted.
“Alright.” Shen Shuyi, unsuspecting, asked, “How much?”
The Taoist priest rubbed his hands: “Hehe, five hundred, little bodhisattva, you can transfer it to my Alipay.”
“Okay.”
“Who were you talking to over there just now?” Zhao Yuheng couldn’t help but ask as soon as Shen Shuyi approached.
He originally wanted to hold back for a few more seconds, lest he displease Shen Shuyi, thinking that his perverted controlling nature had flared up again.
“A Taoist priest pretending to be a charlatan.” Shen Shuyi blurted out, “He sold me fake medicine, I reported him.” “Heh, Shen Shuyi isn’t that easily fooled.
This is a temple, and a Taoist priest comes to the temple gate to tell his fortune?!
Isn’t this just taking advantage of him?
A sleeping pill costs 500 yuan, but he’d rather pay 50 cents!
Shen Shuyi may be rich, but he doesn’t squander money like this.
“I want to eat red poultry.” Seeing that Zhao Yuheng was about to tell him not to talk to strangers, Shen Shuyi simply ordered him to do some work so he wouldn’t be idle.
Sure enough, once Zhao Yuheng had the task of feeding Shen Shuyi, everything else was instantly forgotten.
For some reason, ever since hanging up the wishing strip, Shen Shuyi had had a strong feeling that he might have to go back.
He returned to his bedroom, searched for opportunities to travel through time on his phone, and after finding news about things like “car accidents” and “falls,” he closed his eyes. Forget it, going home isn’t something to force right now!
Shen Shuyi filled the bathtub with hot water, intending to take a relaxing bath.
However, as soon as he stepped into the tub, Shen Shuyi felt a sudden dizziness.
He quickly grabbed the wall, thinking he was having a hypoglycemic episode. In his panic, the sleeping pill the fake Taoist priest had given him slipped into the tub because of his swaying.
“Oops!” The pill vanished instantly upon contact with water; Shen Shuyi was speechless.
He had just chosen that Bloody Mary bath sponge—he hadn’t used it all last time, and Shen Shuyi decided to make the most of it! The sleeping pill fell in, ruining the perfectly good hot water. Undeterred, Shen Shuyi bent down to retrieve the pill before it completely dissolved.
But as soon as he bent down…the dizzying sensation intensified, and the next second he slammed into the bathtub with a “plop.”
Before losing consciousness, Shen Shuyi was thinking—what bad luck!
—He had even specially chosen his favorite red wine to enjoy while taking a bath!
In the darkness, Shen Shuyi seemed to hear the sinister laughter of the swindler he had met at the temple.
“Little Bodhisattva, have a safe journey!”
“Oh my god—” Shen Shuyi suddenly opened his eyes. The dizziness was still there. Shen Shuyi blinked. The room was dimly lit, and a sweet fragrance filled the air.
What’s going on?
Was he locked up again?
He quickly sat up, only to find a thick arm wrapped around his waist. Shen Shuyi turned his head and saw Zhao Yuheng fast asleep.
However, because of his movement, Zhao Yuheng slowly woke up.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to sleep a little longer?”
This level of sweetness, this familiar deep, bubbly voice—Shen Shuyi reached out and pinched Zhao Yuheng’s cheek.
Zhao Yuheng opened one eye, his hair slightly disheveled, and looked at him: “Baby?”
He still called him baby—Shen Shuyi pinched even harder.
“Where.” Zhao Yuheng gasped, asking, “Did I offend you again in your dream?” Shen Shuyi looked at him, and suddenly, her eyes welled up with tears.
“QUQ!” Good heavens, it’s my little Zhao!
He’s finally back!
Shen Shuyi threw herself into Zhao Yuheng’s arms, and Zhao Yuhengzhu quickly adjusted his position to hold her tighter.
“What’s wrong? You cried as soon as you woke up, had a nightmare?” Damn! It was no different from a nightmare!
“I dreamt about you.” Shen Shuyi’s voice was still a little dazed, as if she wasn’t sure she was back.
“That shouldn’t be a dream.” Zhao Yuheng hesitated for a moment before explaining.
Shen Shuyi looked up at him.
She was certain, she really was back.
This Zhao Yuheng was shameless beyond her imagination.
“What did you dream about, husband?” “After being disturbed by Shen Shuyi, Zhao Yuheng woke up and simply pulled him onto his lap to sleep—Shen Shuyi often had someone else as a human blanket to cover Zhao Yuheng, and sometimes Zhao Yuheng felt a little uncomfortable if he didn’t have someone on top of him.
Once fully awake, Shen Shuyi wasn’t sure if what he’d had was a dream or if he’d really traveled to a parallel world.
He glanced around the room; the two of them were sleeping on the sofa in the media room.
The movie about parallel universes from the previous night was still playing on the screen; time seemed to have stood still in this small room.” He’d spent almost half a month there, but here it felt like only one night.
No wonder Zhao Yuheng wasn’t worried at all.
Shen Shuyi recalled the events of the past two weeks. He’d originally wanted to say he suspected he’d traveled to another parallel world.
But Zhao Yuheng probably thought he was still half asleep and talking in his sleep, so he simply told Zhao Yuheng about his amazing experiences over the past two weeks as if it were a dream.
“You said you dreamt you went to a parallel world, where we didn’t get along, and I even imprisoned you?”
Shen Shuyi nodded cutely.
Thinking about it, he was still a little angry.
“Three years!” Shen Shuyi held up three fingers in his arms, poking Zhao Yuheng’s soft pectoral muscles hard with three fingers: “Three years without going to an auction or shopping, do you know how much diamond jewelry you owe me?”
Zhao Yuheng raised an eyebrow: “Shen Shuyi, this isn’t right. If anyone owes you anything, it should be the Zhao Yuheng in my dream who owes you, not me!” “You two are both Zhao Yuheng, what’s the difference?” Shen Shuyi was domineering and rude: “Anyway, I don’t care, you have to pay me back!”
“Fine. I’ll pay.” The cat at home had developed a new trick for getting cat food.
Shen Shuyi found a comfortable position to lie down: “Besides, I was terrified there, scared out of my wits every day, you still have to pay me three million for emotional distress.”
“Hmm.”
“I almost didn’t make it back!” Shen Shuyi muttered.
Zhao Yuheng played along, pretending he had genuinely traveled to a parallel world and wasn’t just having a dream: “It’s good you’re back now. But how did you get back?”
Shen Shuyi wasn’t actually sure how he got back; it couldn’t have been the fake Taoist’s “sleeping pills,” could it?
“I slipped in the bathroom, and then I came back.”
Hmm.
He must have accidentally tripped in his dream and woken up.
Zhao Yuheng thought calmly. Scientifically speaking, this condition is called hypnic jerks. It usually occurs due to poor sleep quality, stress, or calcium deficiency.
These scenarios flashed through Zhao Yuheng’s mind as he tried to figure out what was wrong with Shen Shuyi.
If it was the former, he could take time off work to stay home with Shen Shuyi and help him rest until he felt better. If it was the latter, he would have to arrange for a nutritionist to create a new diet plan for Shen Shuyi.
“Hey, hey, hey, are you even listening to me?!”
“Yes. Did you slip and fall? Does it hurt?”
“It’s alright. I lost consciousness almost immediately. It’s just a shame about the red wine I prepared; I was looking forward to it for so long before my bath. And in my dream, Xiao Zhao said he’d make sweet and sour fish tonight, and I haven’t had any yet. I should have come back later…” His words carried a genuine sense of reluctance.
Zhao Yuheng lifted his chin, and the two looked at each other.
Shen Shuyi blinked: “What?”
“You said in that world, you were preparing to take a bath, and that Zhao Yuheng even prepared dinner for you. So after your bath and dinner, you still wanted to come back late. Late? What were you looking forward to?…”
…
…Shen Shuyi angrily kicked him around in the blanket for a while.
“Pervert!”
Zhao Yuheng, after being teased by his two kicks, quickly covered Shen Shuyi with the blanket.
“Kicking me?” “Hehe!”
“Shen Shuyi’s happiness is going to be ruined by you.” Zhao Yuheng wrapped him up like a silkworm cocoon, and before Shen Shuyi could react, he randomly kissed him several times on the face.
“Shen Shuyi’s happiness is a mansion and a yacht. What kind of happiness are you talking about?” Shen Shuyi looked at him in surprise.
Zhao Yuheng pulled him into his arms: “Now it’s time for questions.”
Shen Shuyi knew he couldn’t come up with anything nice right now, so he quickly said, “No questions allowed.”
“Zhao Yuheng in my dreams, come with me.” Zhao Yuheng pinched his cheeks. Shen Shuyi had finally gained some weight during this time, and his cheeks felt very plump. His rosy lips were pouting.
Zhao Yuheng forgot halfway through his sentence, captivated by the sight, and couldn’t resist giving him a kiss.
“What the hell!” Shen Shuyi frowned.
“So cute, I forgot what I was going to say.” Zhao Yuheng chuckled, “Now you remember again. Between Zhao Fengdao in your dream and me, who do you like more?” Shen Shuyi, “physically disabled but mentally strong,” despite being wrapped up like an egg and physically suppressed by Zhao Yuheng, never yielded in spirit.
He rolled his eyes dramatically.
“You’re crazy! How can you be jealous of yourself?”
“Yes, I am,” Zhao Yuheng said, “Baby, tell me quickly, who do you like more?” Shen Shuyi blinked, “Of course, it’s Zhao Yuheng in my dream~ Darling~”
Zhao Yuheng said nonchalantly, “Okay, baby, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. Say it again, okay?”
Shen Shuyi: “…..”
Shen Shuyi slowly closed his eyes: “Zzzzz…”
“Don’t run away.”
“Zzzzzzz…..Zzzzz…..”
“Really asleep?”
“Heh…”
“Okay.” Zhao Yuheng said, “Then I’ll help you.”
Shen Shuyi suddenly opened his eyes, and before he could react, his legs were forced open by the man.
“Ouch!” Having watched a movie late last night, Shen Shuyi slept soundly, and Zhao Yuheng didn’t bother him much.
Shen Shuyi pretended to be asleep for a second, then his breathing became rapid. Before he could even turn over, Zhao Yuheng firmly grabbed his legs and pressed them against the soft, wide sofa.
His escape failed, and Shen Shuyi was quickly filled.
This sudden movement caused both of them to pause for a moment.
Shen Shuyi’s eyes glazed over for a few seconds before he slowly came to his senses.
“You’re going to die…” Shen Shuyi was startled and slightly pained by the sudden movement. His neatly trimmed nails scratched several red marks on Zhao Yuheng’s arm. “I’m speechless. You never use it, so why did you buy such a big box and keep it at home?”
Zhao Yuheng moved slowly and deliberately, whispering, “Don’t you prefer that Zhao Yuheng who likes to imprison you?”
“Have you ever seen anyone imprison someone while wearing [something]?”
“…” A few minutes later.
Shen Shuyi’s face flushed with desire from Zhao Yuheng’s slow, persistent teasing. He couldn’t help but urge, “Hurry up…”
“How fast?” Zhao Yuheng suddenly picked him up, rolled him over, and spun him around. Shen Shuyi was now in his arms. “Baby, can you do it yourself?”
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When Shen Shuyi woke up again, it was already afternoon, and the sky outside the shopping mall was beginning to darken.
He never expected that he would spend another day with Zhao Yuheng on this sofa.
Of course, it wasn’t just the sofa; Shen Shuyi couldn’t bear to think about the specific details.
Just thinking about it made his legs feel weak.
However, after Zhao Yuheng’s antics, Shen Shuyi was genuinely unsure whether he was dreaming or had truly transmigrated to a parallel world.
He was carried to take a shower by Zhao Yuheng, and then watched as the other tidied up the media room.
Finally, they went downstairs for dinner. That evening, it suddenly snowed in Beijing. Although Shen Shuyi was exhausted from the day, he had slept enough and wasn’t sleepy at all. He dragged Zhao Yuheng outside to have a snowball fight.
After playing for half an hour, Shen Shuyi was completely exhausted and clung to him.
This marital home in Beijing, besides the two of them, had no other servants.
Shen Shuyi was genuinely suspicious. Given Zhao Yuheng’s controlling nature—wanting him to do everything for him, including but not limited to washing his face and brushing his teeth, taking a bath and drying his hair at night—he might actually lock himself up for three years if he really broke up with him.
“What are you thinking about?” Zhao Yuheng started sculpting a snowman for Shen Shuyi.
“Thinking,” Shen Shuyi said, “If what I told you this morning about time travel wasn’t a dream, but actually happened, would you believe me?”
“Yes.” Zhao Yuheng didn’t hesitate.
Shen Shuyi was touched by his words: “Little Zhao. You’re so kind.”
“It’s just a matter of saying something, what’s so special about being kind or not?” Zhao Yuheng teased him.
Shen Shuyi: “…” He crushed the snowman Zhao Yuheng had just made with his bare hands.
Zhao Yuheng said seriously: “I believe you.”
“Flirtatious. I’ll never forgive you again.” Shen Shuyi chuckled.
“I truly believe it.” Zhao Yuheng held his hand, their fingers intertwined. “If what you’re talking about really is a parallel world.”
He turned his head and kissed Shen Shuyi’s lips. “Then it means that no matter which world we’re in, we’ll be together.”
Shen Shuyi’s ears twitched. He didn’t refute, but his expression was clearly appeased. He squinted and snuggled closer to Zhao Yuheng.
Zhao Yuheng kissed the crown of his head again.
The snow in Beijing had turned their hair white.
He thought.
Whether they were childhood sweethearts, whether it was a tale of love and hate, no matter what world it was, no matter what the ending.
Falling in love with Shen Shuyi was Zhao Yuheng’s destined fate.
[The End]
