Chapter 26: Hotel

Chapter 26 Hotel

The man pressed him down forcefully. The wool coat, freshly brought in from the outdoors, still carried the biting chill of early winter, yet his body burned like fire.

His lips were fiercely kissed, the cold, smooth mirror behind him, the man’s hard chest before him.

Assaulted by alternating waves of cold and heat, Lin Shenshi felt as if he were plunged into an icy, molten abyss—now freezing, now burning, utterly tormented.

In his vision, the tear mole at the corner of the left eye felt both familiar and strange. After dismissing Yu Lanzhao, a name abruptly entered his mind.

But how could it be???

Why would Qi Lian be here?

The wildly popular screen idol, the revered actor adored by millions of fans—Actor Qi, Qi Lian—why was he at a hotel near the school instead of on a film set?

That brief encounter at the mall—he probably hadn’t noticed Yu Lanzhao. Was he just in the vicinity for an event?

It was then that Lin Shenshi also noticed the details he’d overlooked in his panic.

The man was much taller, even half a head taller than himself. He had been too flustered earlier to realize.

Qi Lian had clearly been drinking heavily; his cheeks were flushed, his handsome phoenix eyes tightly shut as he pressed down, kissing him hard and deep.

Lin Shenshi could barely breathe, struggling to free his hands, only to be met with an even tighter grip. Qi Lian controlled him with one hand while the other slid along his slender waist, grazing his trembling skin.

He instinctively arched his back like a drawn bow, forming a taut curve in the narrow space between the mirror and the man.

Lin Shenshi: Help! He’d only worn a robe after his shower! If this continued, they’d truly be stark naked!

Damn it.

Why did he start kissing people when drunk?

Could it be that he’d mistaken him for Yu Lanzhao again because of the scent he carried?

In the 0.001 seconds these thoughts flashed through his mind, a large hand had already slid past his hipbone, heading toward his lower back.

The searing palm scorched his skin.

Lin Shenshi’s soul shuddered, terrified of what might happen next. In desperation, he sank his teeth down hard.

The taste of blood instantly filled their intertwined lips. Qi Lian recoiled in pain, his arm tightening around him, yanking him into an embrace.

Staggering backward together, they only stopped when they hit the opposite wall.

From the inertia, Lin Shenshi was thrown against the man’s chest, gasping for breath. Both their chests heaved violently.

A strong, muscular arm still wrapped around his lower back, clamping him like an iron vise, with a force that seemed intent on crushing him into his own flesh.

Unable to break free, Lin Shenshi felt another weight settle on his shoulder the next moment.

—Qi Lian’s head rested on his shoulder, his hot breath brushing against his neck, carrying an unusual restlessness. Lin Shenshi instinctively sensed something was wrong.

"You... what’s wrong?"

After a moment, a strained, suppressed voice gritted out, "I was drugged."

Drugged?

Just as Lin Shenshi was about to ask what he meant, his body was pressed closer. He felt something and froze instantly.

Qi Lian’s voice was hoarse, heavy with desire: "...Help me."

A large hand pushed insistently against his spine, the heat searing through the thin robe like molten lava.

Lin Shenshi’s mouth went dry, his body stiffening further. When Qi Lian received no response, his hand began moving again.

Lin Shenshi quickly grabbed his hand; a surge of adrenaline gave him strength, actually managing to halt Qi Lian’s movement.

"You—you hold still first." Lin Shenshi’s voice trembled as he glanced toward the bathroom nearby. "How about I get you into a cold shower to sober up?"

In the original novel, Qi Lian and the protagonist shared a brief, sweet romance. Though short-lived, when the protagonist felt unwell, Qi Lian had suppressed his desires by taking cold showers.

But the current Qi Lian was just a depraved bastard, his mind filled with lust and amplified by drugs. Not getting the answer he wanted, he yanked the robe’s belt with renewed force—

"Stop! I’ll think of another way..." Lin Shenshi’s mind raced. "I—I’ll call you a... sex worker. Do you want male or female? One or more?"

Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, a sharp bite pierced his neck, filled with raw fury.

Lin Shenshi gasped in pain.

You madman!

He actually bit his neck?!

With that force, it must have drawn blood!

Lin Shenshi cursed inwardly. After all he’d offered, what else did he want?!

Trying to keep his patience, Lin Shenshi explained, "Look closely, I’m not your beloved."

Qi Lian didn’t move, switching from biting to licking, his voice rough and heavy as he repeated, "You help me."

Help? How?

His neck tingled; Qi Lian’s tongue was like a nimble snake, tracing and teasing the bite mark, the sensation a tingling itch, seeping straight to his core.

The breathing in his ear grew heavier.

"Here."

Lin Shenshi instinctively refused, but the man controlled his every movement: "Or... would you rather use there...?"

Lin Shenshi: "........"

Qi Lian issued an ultimatum:

"Choose one."

Lin Shenshi fell silent for a moment, warring with himself. Honestly, as a straight man, he didn’t want either option. But the world of this harem smut novel was ruthless—a grown man like him couldn’t break free from the protagonist’s grip at all.

With Lu Yuan it was the same, with Qi Lian it was the same—once pinned by an aroused dominant partner, there was no escape. No wonder the protagonist suffered so much in the book, forced to endure.

Sighing inwardly, Lin Shenshi focused on his breathing, avoiding thoughts of the man’s identity, pretending he was just helping a needy dog through a tough time.

Although... this was absolutely insane!

As a normal adult male, Lin Shenshi actually couldn’t... and moreover...

Is this really happening...

The details described in the original book suddenly flashed through his mind.

Lin Shenshi had once heard about such things with amazement, thinking the world was full of strange wonders, never expecting to witness such a spectacle with his own eyes today.

Qi Lian was heavily drugged, leaning back with his eyes closed, completely dazed and disoriented.

The room was unlit, and in the dimness, the chaotic sounds were exceptionally clear. Though Lin Shenshi couldn’t see Qi Lian’s face clearly, he could vaguely sense his emotions gradually calming.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the chaotic scene came to an end. Perhaps due to the lingering effects of the drug, Qi Lian tilted his head and fell asleep leaning against the corner of the wall.

Lin Shenshi looked down, the strange feeling on his palm making him frown. He got up and headed to the bathroom.

By the time he came out, Qi Lian was still asleep; it didn't seem like he would wake up soon.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Shenshi changed his clothes and fled the scene. He got a room at another hotel, and even as he lay alone on the spacious, soft bed, he still couldn’t believe he had actually given the A-list movie star Qi Lian a hand job.

If Qi Lian’s girlfriend fans found out, they would surely kill him.

Fortunately, no one knew. Even Qi Lian himself, one of the parties involved, was too disoriented from the drug to remember. As long as he kept quiet, this incident could be completely treated as if it never happened.

Lin Shenshi let out a long sigh. If Qi Lian had encountered Yu Lanzhao today, the fragile youth who couldn't take care of himself would likely not have made it out unscathed.

Lin Shenshi: "………"

Why did he suddenly think of Yu Lanzhao?

Staring up at the pristine white ceiling of the hotel room, the image of the youth's clear, deer-like eyes uncontrollably invaded his thoughts.

Yu Lanzhao hadn’t met Qi Lian yet, but once he stepped into the set of *Long Moon Star River*, he would inevitably catch the attention of those scummy male leads. Could it be... that he would just stand by and watch Yu Lanzhao fall back into the explicit and violent storyline of the original book?

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Shenshi sat up in bed. The phone on the nightstand had been turned back on when he checked in earlier, and unread messages showed a red notification in the top corner of the app.

Time flowed quietly. Finally, he reached out to pick up the phone, but his fingers paused just before touching it.

The image of the young man resolutely rejecting him flashed through his mind. After a moment of silence, Lin Shenshi withdrew his hand and curled his fingers into his palm.

He had already been rejected time and time again. What more was there to say? It would only be asking for humiliation and annoyance.

His chest felt tight. Lin Shenshi turned over and curled up on the bed again, a ball of anger simmering alone in the silent night.

*

Lin Shenshi dreamed all night.

The content of the dreams was crystal clear—mostly spliced-together scenes from the original book where the protagonists forced the main character to have sex. One after another, they took turns, and there was even a later scene of a four-way scene, where every opening on the main character’s body was occupied.

Explicit, violent, pornographic chaos, and utterly obscene.

When Lin Shenshi woke up, his head was pounding. He had no idea why he’d had such dreams. Remembering he had class today, he reluctantly picked up his phone to message the Monitor for leave. As expected, when he opened his phone, he saw yet another 99+ missed calls and unread messages from Yu Lanzhao.

The lingering frustration in his chest made him not want to look, but he inadvertently noticed that all the missed calls and unread messages had stopped before 7:25 a.m. After that, there wasn’t a single call or message.

Lin Shenshi’s heart felt empty.

He used to find Yu Lanzhao’s constant calls and messages annoying, but now that Yu Lanzhao had truly stopped reaching out, he felt hollow inside.

Lin Shenshi, are you some kind of masochist?

Telling himself not to care, he scrolled past all the unread messages and went straight to the Monitor’s chat.

[Shi]: Monitor, I need to take the day off from classes today.

The reply came instantly—

[Monitor]: Lin Shenshi? You're finally responding!

Lin Shenshi: ?

[Monitor]: Get back here now!

[Monitor]: Yu Lanzhao is going to die!