Chapter 54: Can a Gloomy Extra Be Locked in a Dark Room? [20]

Chapter 54: Will the Gloomy Cannon Fodder Be Locked in a Little Dark Room? (20)

"Host, don't worry, Ji Fengyan isn't in any life-threatening danger right now. He just got drugged. This is his current room number."

648 quickly explained the situation: "The one who drugged Ji Fengyan is your half-brother, Mu Yu."

"Mu Yu was trying to get someone to take dirty photos of Ji Fengyan, but he knocked out everyone he sent, so he's good for now."

"But Ji Fengyan's in a really bad state right now. You need to get over there and help him."

Mu Jin had already reached the door. Seeing it cracked open, he was about to push it open when he froze mid-step at 648's words.

His foggy brain cleared a little. "Wait, *I* go help him?"

"So he's not in danger of getting dirty photos taken anymore, but the drug's still in his system, and I... gotta go help him?"

648: "Yes, Host! If you don't help him, he's gonna be wrecked. Even if Ji Fengyan's a male lead with no romance arc, he can't just get wrecked like that!"

"Uh... shouldn't we call the cops and an ambulance?"

Mu Jin frowned and quickly pulled out his phone: "But wait, if you had all this time to come tell me, why didn't you call the cops and an ambulance for him?"

648 went uncharacteristically quiet, like it was trying to figure out how to explain this.

Before Mu Jin could dial, the door behind him was suddenly yanked open.

Ji Fengyan's hot, heavy breath hit the side of his neck. And in that split second of hesitation, his phone was snatched away.

"I—mmph—?!!"

Ji Fengyan's eyes were slightly bloodshot. He just reached up and clamped his hand over Mu Jin's mouth, hauled him into the next room, and quickly shut the door and locked it behind them.

Mu Jin: "???"

"Ji Fengyan! Wait! Calm down!"

Mu Jin watched Ji Fengyan ripping at his clothes, and gritted his teeth, slapping him hard across the face!

At this point, he couldn't give a damn about keeping up his whole "obsessed with Ji Fengyan" act.

All he knew was that if this kept going, he'd end up like in the last world—getting tangled up with the male lead in some messy way.

His mission wasn't done yet. If he actually went through with it with the male lead, the mission would fail, right...

Mu Jin figured his slap would snap Ji Fengyan out of it, but to his surprise, Ji Fengyan seemed even more turned on.

"A Jin... A Jin... *my* A Jin..."

...—"Nothing happened"—...

Mu Jin never thought the stuff he'd read about in novels would actually happen to him in real life.

He pressed his hand to his forehead and let out a long, heavy sigh.

The room he saw clearly wasn't the one from last night—it was Ji Fengyan's room.

But he had zero memory of how he'd gotten back here, let alone what happened later that night.

Mu Jin stared at the marks on his arms and shut his eyes again.

The wild memories of last night flooded his mind, and he didn't even want to think about how messed up he must look.

Xiao Liu...

Mu Jin's throat hurt, and he didn't feel like talking, so he could only communicate with 648 in his mind:

[Were you doing that on purpose last night?]

He could've just called the cops and an ambulance to handle it.

But 648 just told him Ji Fengyan was in trouble, and he rushed over in a panic, only to find out Ji Fengyan had been drugged.

If it hadn't been for that, he wouldn't have ended up sleeping with Ji Fengyan...

Mu Jin said seriously: [Xiao Liu, this is on you, so if the mission fails because of this, you can't blame me!]

Before, breaking character by refusing the engagement was no big deal—it wouldn't affect the main plot.

But now he'd actually slept with Ji Fengyan, which totally wrecked the storyline.

648 said helplessly: "Sorry, Host. I'll put in a request for emotional distress compensation for you from upstairs, but last night I didn't have a choice."

"The drug Mu Yu gave Ji Fengyan is a controlled substance—it's not sold anywhere, and I have no idea how he got it."

"So in that situation last night, even if Ji Fengyan had been sent to the hospital, it wouldn't have helped. Besides, the drug had already taken effect by then—calling an ambulance wouldn't have made it in time."

648's voice grew weaker and weaker, "I was originally going to explain it to you, but I didn't expect Ji Fengyan to be so fast. Before I could even say anything, he'd already ripped your clothes off, forcing me to go offline..."

Mu Jin: [(●—●)]

Mu Jin: [So this can't be blamed on me for ruining the plot, right?]

648: "This came out of nowhere, so of course it's not your fault!"

Mu Jin: [Oh, then what should we do next? Can we just drag the villain out early?]

[Or tell me where that He Zhize is, and I'll just throw a sack over his head, beat him up, and take him abroad with me. That way, we won't have to worry about him kidnapping Ji Fengyan.]

The more Mu Jin thought about it, the more feasible this plan seemed.

648 was silent for a few seconds before speaking quietly: "Um, the villain hasn't reached his appearance time yet, so I don't know where he is right now."

"Also, the villain's description in the plot is very sparse—it only says he's a big shot who operates on both sides of the law. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to kidnap Ji Fengyan, the male lead."

648 looked at the villain's descriptions in the plot, a hint of worry creeping into its tone:

"Even if we knew where he was, given this world's suppression on you, you probably wouldn't be able to kidnap him and take him abroad."

"But let's look on the bright side! Ji Fengyan doesn't have a romance line, and last night was unexpected—you were the victim. As long as you don't ask him to take responsibility, he definitely won't force it."

648, afraid Mu Jin would be upset, quickly added comfortingly: "For the next period, we just need to avoid him and wait for the villain to appear."

Mu Jin pressed his lips together, inexplicably recalling what Ji Fengyan had whispered in his ear after kissing the back of his neck last night.

But at that moment, neither of them had been fully conscious—Ji Fengyan had probably just said it casually.

Mu Jin tilted his head slightly, trying to shake those maddening images and words from his mind.

"Host..."

Mu Jin: "Mm, I understand."

Mu Jin yanked the blanket up and curled himself into a ball, deciding to drop the whole thing. He hadn't gotten any sleep last night, and now all he wanted was to rest properly.

648 saw this and went quiet, silently spending its own points to redeem a pill for Mu Jin.

Mu Jin felt something small appear in his palm and opened his eyes again.

648's voice was tinged with guilt: "Host, I know you feel awful right now, but at the time, I really couldn't think of a better way."

"Take this pill, and your body will feel a lot better. Those marks on you will fade in a couple of days—they won't leave any lasting effects."

Mu Jin didn't say anything, but he took the pill anyway, and sure enough, his body felt a lot more relaxed.

He said softly, "Thanks, Xiao Liu. I'm not mad at you—I just need to rest for a bit."

648 quickly said "okay" a few times, then logged off to let Mu Jin rest.

With his body feeling much better and wrapped in the warm blanket, Mu Jin quickly dozed off.

When he woke up again, it was already evening. The golden light of the setting sun streamed through the window and spilled into the room.

Mu Jin's head was still foggy when he woke up. He rolled over, planning to sleep a bit more, when the door suddenly swung open.

Ji Fengyan tiptoed over to Mu Jin, even slowing his breathing.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Mu Jin with a soft expression. He reached out to touch Mu Jin's face, but in the end, just brushed aside some of his messy, slightly long hair.

"Mm..."

Mu Jin frowned and buried his face in the blanket, trying to dodge the hand messing with his hair.

Worried Mu Jin might smother himself, Ji Fengyan pulled the blanket down a bit, uncovering his head.

Mu Jin opened his eyes in annoyance, still looking dazed from sleep.

Seeing Mu Jin like this made Ji Fengyan's heart instantly turn to mush.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Jin's throat didn't hurt as much anymore, but his voice was still a little hoarse.

Ji Fengyan looked away, feeling guilty and ashamed, and said softly:

"You haven't eaten all day. Get up and eat something first, then you can go back to sleep."

Mu Jin didn't know if it was because he hadn't eaten in so long or because he'd slept too much, but his head still felt heavy and foggy.

He stared at Ji Fengyan, not picking up on the man's nervousness, and just gave a soft "Oh" before reaching out a hand toward him.

"Pick me up."

Mu Jin said it with total confidence—after all, Ji Fengyan was the one who'd gotten him into this state. He didn't want to move right now, so making Ji Fengyan carry him to eat was totally reasonable!

Ji Fengyan's Adam's apple bobbed, and without a second thought, he scooped Mu Jin up in his arms.

This familiar position, combined with the current situation, made Mu Jin suddenly think of Ying Huaifeng from the last world.

Mu Jin buried his head into the crook of Ji Fengyan's neck and shoulder.

Ying Huaifeng had always carried him to meals like this too. Not only that, but every time, Ying Huaifeng would take the opportunity to steal a kiss.

Ji Fengyan didn't know what Mu Jin was thinking. He just stared at the nape of Mu Jin's neck, completely exposed to his view, and pressed his lips together.

He wanted to kiss...