Chapter 1: Misconduct

Chapter 1: Impropriety

Night had fallen.

In the dim room, a slender young man, cheeks flushed with drunken intoxication, lay pliant in a seductive position, his pure white shirt askew, revealing enticing pale pink skin. The other youth lifted his thigh high, his hands wandering restlessly. The young man’s eyes were dazed, soft moans escaping his tender pink lips.

Just as a hand slid down his waist, reaching for the precariously loose trousers on his hips, the youth’s eyes, once clouded with wicked desire, suddenly cleared, shifting from chaos to clarity.

…And confusion.

What was happening?

Lin Shenshi blinked in bewilderment at the provocative scene beneath him.

He had only taken an afternoon nap—how had he ended up in someone else’s bed? And… about to do something improper?

The young man’s eyes were red-rimmed, flushed with desire. Noticing the sudden halt, he clung like a kitten: “Xiao Shi… I’m uncomfortable… please help me…”

“!”

The young man’s warm breath brushed against his cheek, carrying an intoxicating aroma of alcohol.

Lin Shenshi’s internal alarms blared!

He shoved the young man away, nearly tumbling himself off the bed in his haste. His amber eyes scanned the room, taking in every detail.

It was a simply furnished dorm room. Under the orange glow from the hallway, he could see clean windows and a tidy desk, suggesting the occupant had good habits—far from the typical messy image of a boys’ dorm.

Now, one of the room’s residents was rubbing his sore wrist, gazing pitifully at him with a soft, delicate voice.

Yu Lanzhao: “Xiao Shi…”

“Don’t call me!” Lin Shenshi shouted in alarm.

Shit, this scene, these lines… wasn’t this the BL novel he’d been listening to before falling asleep?!

Lin Shenshi had an excellent memory, retaining every word he heard or read. He clearly recognized this as the novel’s opening.

The original character, who shared his name, was the roommate of the protagonist shou, Yu Lanzhao, and a creepy, obsessive stalker. His deeds included, but were not limited to: secretly sniffing the protagonist’s used underwear, licking water bottles he’d drunk from, and fervently kissing his used toothbrush when he was away.

He was as perverted and insane as they came, yet skilled at hiding it, leaving the protagonist completely unaware of the covert harassment.

From the first day of university, this dark voyeurism had persisted for over a year. Today, he’d finally found an opportunity to take it further.

At a class reunion, the protagonist had gotten dead drunk. Using his roommate status, he’d brought him back to the dorm, intending to engage in explicit acts that would require censoring on screen.

Yes, this wasn’t just a BL novel—it was an R-rated, multi-partner erotica, the kind that would trigger endless pop-up ads on search engines and possibly a call from the authorities for prolonged viewing.

Worse, the original character he’d transmigrated into wasn’t even a side character in the harem—he was…

—A cannon fodder extra!

The kind who gets killed off right at the start.

Lin Shenshi: “…”

In the original story, just as the cannon fodder was taking advantage of the protagonist, the main gong made a grand entrance, kicking open the locked dorm door, rescuing the intoxicated protagonist, and leaving behind a chilling glare. The next day, he hired thugs to beat the cannon fodder to death.

Specific parts that had touched the protagonist were specially targeted and smashed to pulp.

At this thought, Lin Shenshi shuddered in sympathy.

Even worse, soon it wouldn’t just be empathy—he’d be living it!

—He didn’t want to be beaten to death!

Lin Shenshi’s face turned paper-white, his fingers icy and trembling with the warning of death. His mind raced—he had to find a way to save himself in the little time he had left!

Meanwhile, the drunk Yu Lanzhao had no idea what was coming, clinging to him like a randy teddy bear.

The scent from the young man’s hair filled his nostrils; the tear mole under his left eye was delicate and alluring; his slim waist was soft and supple—a top-tier temptation no gay man could resist.

But…

Lin Shenshi was straight!

Like the protagonist, Lin Shenshi had a troublesome roommate. This roommate not only loved reading BL novels but also listened to them out loud. Though Lin Shenshi didn’t understand it, he respected it—only to end up trapped in the book.

If he’d known this would happen… he would’ve smashed his roommate’s phone immediately!

Alas! Regret came too late!

Now, Lin Shenshi could only straighten his face and expressionlessly pry off Yu Lanzhao’s arm wrapped around his neck.

But… why couldn’t he break free???

In the original novel, the protagonist was described as delicate and soft, easily restrained by his gongs with one hand. Yet today, for some reason, Yu Lanzhao’s grip was unusually strong. Lin Shenshi tried several times to pull away, all in vain.

Was it because he was just cannon fodder that even his strength was set lower than the delicate shou’s?

This was so unfair!

The more Lin Shenshi thought, the angrier he got. In their struggle, he lost his footing, and the two tumbled back onto the bed together.

“Mmm…”

Beneath him, Yu Lanzhao’s face was flushed, his deer-like dark eyes shimmering with moisture, as if pleasured (beep—).

Lin Shenshi broke into a cold sweat.

Ahhhhhhh!

Protagonist shou! Please don’t make such a misleading expression!

Heaven above, he was innocent—he hadn’t even taken his pants off!

But the main gong wouldn’t see it that way.

If gong #1 burst in now, he’d be “caught in the act” and inevitably beaten to death.

And earn the achievement “Transmigrated and died within one page.”

How tragic!

Even Dou E wasn’t this wronged!

Lin Shenshi hurriedly struggled to get up, but his movement accidentally brushed against something. Yu Lanzhao’s sensitive moan escaped his lips, his intoxicated, blurred eyes gazing dreamily at him.

"Xiao Shi, so comfortable..."

Lin Shenshi: "……………"

Comfortable my ass!

"Let go of me!" Lin Shenshi almost gritted his molars, his hands barely managing to brace against the sides of Yu Lanzhao, but he couldn't help touching the skin beneath him.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, Yu Lanzhao's body radiated a scorching heat. After several struggles, the buttons of his shirt were scattered messily, revealing porcelain-like skin underneath.

White with a hint of pink, and that pink carried a seductive allure that could shatter one's self-control.

But who was Lin Shenshi? He was a straight man! A straight man, got it? One who only drools over beautiful women; how could a handsome man be of any concern to him?

He couldn't be his wife!

"Ugh……"

Perhaps it was because of Lin Shenshi's ferocious expression at that moment, Yu Lanzhao pouted, his dark, deer-like eyes welling up with mist, pitifully accusing, "Xiao Shi… how can you be so mean to me, when you clearly… clearly promised to protect me…"

The original character in the book had little ink spilled on him, meeting his demise within a chapter. The details of his past with Yu Lanzhao were only briefly mentioned.

Lin Shenshi guessed that the original character must have used sweet talk to gain Yu Lanzhao's trust.

Although Yu Lanzhao and the original character were college classmates and dorm mates, Yu Lanzhao was actually three years younger. It wasn't because the original character had repeated a grade, but because Yu Lanzhao was exceptionally talented and was admitted to the school under special circumstances.

At 16, a boy is still innocent and naive. Who knows what other tricks the original character had pulled on him; truly a sin!

Thinking of this, Lin Shenshi couldn't help but soften his expression and gently coaxed, "Azhao, you're drunk, you need to sleep."

"Sleep...?" The boy blinked, his eyes glazed with sleep, his thick lashes fluttering lightly.

The next second, a sudden tug, and Lin Shenshi was pulled and tumbled deeper into the bed, slim fingers reaching for the buttons on his chest.

"!!!"

Lin Shenshi quickly grabbed the boy's wandering hands, his voice trembling with extreme nervousness: "What are you doing?!"

The distance between them had narrowed even further. Yu Lanzhao's stunningly beautiful face was now barely half a finger's breadth away from his. The boy's alcohol-tinged breath brushed against his cheek, his words slurred by drink: "Let's sleep together."

Lin Shenshi felt a bit dizzy.

Yu Lanzhao was young and had hit puberty later than his peers, so his masculine features weren't very pronounced. At such close range, all he could see was soft, fair skin that looked almost fragile. A small teardrop mole under the corner of his left eye added a delicate, almost feminine charm, making it even harder to distinguish his gender in the dim light.

But...

Lin Shenshi, as a straight guy, had principles! No matter how much Yu Lanzhao resembled a girl, he was still a man with the same parts as him!

Same gender—absolutely cannot get involved romantically!

Lin Shenshi shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind and continued patiently persuading the naive younger brother: "Ah Zhao, when you grow up, you have to sleep alone. You can't just drag others into bed."

Remembering something, he added: "Not with the opposite sex, and even less with the same sex!"

"Not allowed...?" the boy hesitated, his question slurred. Under the influence of alcohol, Yu Lanzhao's intelligence seemed to plummet, and he blinked like a child.

Lin Shenshi answered firmly and unquestionably: "Not allowed!"

The boy pondered for a moment, then let go reluctantly, his face a mix of regret and disappointment.

Lin Shenshi seized the moment to roll off the bed, but his sleeve was suddenly grabbed.

Yu Lanzhao looked up at him pleadingly: "Can you... stay with me?"

Of course not!

Lin Shenshi was about to refuse outright when he met the boy’s doe-like eyes, glistening with tears. In his drunken state, Yu Lanzhao seemed fragile and helpless, like a delicate piece of glass, evoking an urge to protect him.

As if bewitched, Lin Shenshi swallowed his refusal, his throat moving slightly, and nodded gently.

A bright smile spread on Yu Lanzhao’s lips. He closed his eyes and lay contentedly on the pillow.

The digital clock on the wall showed 11:47 p.m. Sitting by the bed, Lin Shenshi tucked Yu Lanzhao in while silently calculating in his mind.

The book’s opening had devoted extensive detail to the intimate scenes between the original owner and Yu Lanzhao, including a mention of the time:

“As the midnight bell tolled, heavy, hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway, arriving at the dorm room door in an instant.”

“On the other side of the door, the young man’s breathy moans pierced Lu Yuan’s ears. Behind gold-rimmed glasses, his usually gentle eyes were instantly filled with jealousy and coldness.”

“Like a venomous snake lying in wait for years, it raised its cold, scaly head at this moment.”

There were still thirteen minutes until “midnight.” It should still be possible to get Yu Lanzhao to sleep and escape before the first male lead arrived.

As Lin Shenshi coaxed Yu Lanzhao to sleep, he planned his next move. A few minutes later, even breathing came from the single bed—Yu Lanzhao had fallen asleep.

By then, the minute hand had already passed the number 11.

He had less than five minutes left.

Lin Shenshi hurriedly stood up from the bed and hurried to the dorm room door. Just as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard heavy footsteps approaching from outside.

*Thump, thump, thump.*

Each step pounded in his chest like an iron mallet.

A student still awake in the hallway greeted the newcomer respectfully: "Good evening, Professor Lu!"

Lin Shenshi’s scalp went numb instantly.

Crap!

How did the first male lead arrive earlier than described in the original story!?