Even treating tonight as a bed scene, Wu Man’s heart still felt uneasy. After all, counting *Spring Night*, this was her second “bed scene” exposed to cameras. Moreover, it wasn’t just a simple few minutes of footage, but needed to genuinely last an entire night.

Especially knowing that on the double bed in the room next door, Zhui Ye and another woman were about to lie down – that was even more bizarre.

There was a kind of… guilt and absurdity of swapping partners.

Wu Man walked into the room thinking these chaotic thoughts, and behind her came a soft click.

Weng Shaoyuan walked in and closed the door.

Wu Man caught this subtle sound, and her spine unconsciously straightened bolt upright, very stiff.

Weng Shaoyuan walked up to her and made small talk: “Your face is quite red. Looks like you’re the type whose complexion easily flushes from alcohol.” He pressed the back of his hand against his own face. “Same as me.”

Wu Man also made small talk: “Is your throat much better now?”

“Much better, but I still can’t overuse it.” Weng Shaoyuan joked, “However, I still have enough strength left to sing one song for our Miss Wu Man.”

Wu Man was silent for a moment.

“Can I request a song then?”

“Of course.”

“Let me think.” Wu Man cleared her throat. “I want to hear… ‘Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.'”

“…”

Even with Weng Shaoyuan’s good cultivation, he showed a completely confused expression at this moment.

Wu Man laughed heartily: “I’m just teasing you.”

Weng Shaoyuan suddenly realized and laughed along.

She had deftly deflected his slightly ambiguous words from earlier, and the atmosphere wasn’t as awkward as when they first entered. However, the double bed right in the center of the room had too much presence. Sure enough, as Qin Fanlei had said, the production team had chosen the smallest size – if they lay on the bed together, they could touch noses with just a turn of the body.

Weng Shaoyuan walked to the bedside and sat down, pressing on the mattress: “This bed is quite comfortable. Do you want to sit down and try it too? I was worried I wouldn’t sleep well.”

Wu Man quickly shook her head: “I’m not used to touching the bed before showering.”

“Ah… I was presumptuous.” Weng Shaoyuan immediately stood up, somewhat embarrassed. “I’ll go shower first then. No, you go first.”

He pointed at the independent bathroom attached to the room. Wu Man suddenly remembered there was a shared bathroom on the third floor that should be unoccupied right now, so she suggested: “It’s okay, I’ll use the one on the third floor. I’ll also go to the rooftop terrace to smoke a cigarette. That way we won’t have to wait for each other.”

Weng Shaoyuan seemed to want to insist, but Wu Man immediately grabbed her things and left.

The moment her foot stepped out the door, she let out a long breath.

Good heavens, reality shows were much harder than filming. Without any preset lines or actions, she didn’t even know what kind of reaction would be most appropriate.

If tonight continued like this, she would definitely suffer severe insomnia. Maybe she should really consider sleeping on the sofa.

After Wu Man lit a cigarette on the rooftop terrace and finished her calculations, she stubbed out the cigarette butt and walked down the stairs. Without warning, she was pulled into darkness at the corner.

A familiar scent enveloped her.

The young man pulled her into his embrace, nuzzling against her gently.

He turned off his mic and sighed comfortably: “I’ve held back all evening.”

Wu Man’s heart pounded rapidly as she quickly turned off her own mic too.

“Are you crazy? There are cameras!”

“I just surveyed the area – this spot is a blind spot.” Zhui Ye touched her slightly flushed cheeks. “What did you and Weng Shaoyuan say in the room just now?”

“Just casual pleasantries.” Wu Man still looked left and right uneasily. “Is this really a blind spot?”

“Of course it is.” Zhui Ye coughed guiltily. “I just covered the camera here with a cloth.”

“…”

“It’s fine. The production team will definitely edit out the part where I covered it with cloth.”

Wu Man pinched his face to vent her frustration: “Look at you causing trouble. Just like at the dinner table earlier.”

Zhui Ye wrapped his hand around the back of hers, letting her palm press against his face, rubbing and playing with it: “Actually, I could cause even more trouble, for instance…”

“For instance what?”

“Sneak into your room in the middle of the night and steal you away.”

Wu Man pulled her hand from his palm and stammered: “I need to go shower.” She turned and walked away. After two steps, she turned back awkwardly. “Sleep properly tonight. Don’t just grab whoever’s nearby and hug them.”

Zhui Ye was slightly stunned, then leaned against the wall with his head tilted, smiling: “Still saying you don’t mind?”

Before Wu Man could speak, Zhui Ye raised both hands: “I surrender first, Sister. I mind very much.” He paused. “So as compensation, you have to dream about me tonight. Best if you talk in your sleep and call my name so that old pervert hears it.”

Two months later, in an anonymous forum.

Main post: “Double Bed Season 2 is live on the platform – drug-shipping chickens, quickly assemble and queue up to get your fix!”

Right, just watching the preview killed me! Watching alone is too lonely – are there any little chickens to accompany me?!

1L: I’m here, I’m here. Official start in 3 minutes countdown

2L: Watching the preview, I’m buying stock in Zhui Ye x Ji Sijia. The Double Wild CP is the wildest!

3L: Get lost. Our Spring Night couple is the best!

4L: Person above is so annoying with the comparison. Keep it up and your CP will never have sweet moments.

…

105L: Hahahahaha dying of laughter, this instant karma came so fast. Wu Man and Zhui Ye really were separated!!!

106L: Damn it, production team come out and get beaten. Breaking up lovebirds – is that something humans do? Damn, I’m checking where the production team is. I have some connections. Anyone who separates young lovers, just wait – I’ll tear up all your scripts!

107L: Wake up, who’s a young lover with your Wu-buy? Our brother Ye just flirted with Qin Fanlei again, didn’t you see? He doesn’t care about Wu-buy at all

108L: Person above, stop pretending to be an actor fan. Does anyone not know whether you’re human or ghost? Still using derogatory nicknames – if you want to use nicknames, fine. Let your big flower also hold a Class A film festival award achievement, otherwise please shut up!

109L: Can all the solo fans not enter the shipping thread? We’re already staying in our own lane, so why do you still smell your way over here? Are you dogs? Go fight outside if you want to fight!

…

334L: Oh my god oh my god oh my god, I’m making chicken sounds. The old man is too smooth – “My throat isn’t good but I can sing for you”!

335L: Is Wu Man really wooden or pretending to be wooden? Her answer killed me laughing. What the hell, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau

336L: I feel like Weng Shaoyuan seems a bit interested in Wu Man, but Wu Man seems less so. She has that “this job is really inhuman” corporate slave face. I seem to see myself and my boss under the same roof…

337L: Finally cutting to Double Wild’s room

338L: Holy shit Sister Jia respect! – “There’s only one bathroom, want to shower together? I don’t mind.”

339L: Zhui Ye, charge for me! If you don’t charge, are you even a man?!

340L: He charged alright – charged right out the door hahahahaha

341L: Ji Sijia is throwing herself at him too much. My secondhand embarrassment is acting up again

…

440L: Hmm? What’s Zhui Ye wandering around outside for?

441L: Damn damn damn why is he getting so close? With such a handsome face rushing at the screen, I almost had a heart attack. If this gets written in an autopsy report saying I died from being too handsome, that would be too embarrassing

442L: Why did the camera go black??

443L: ???

444L: Is he going to do something bad?

445L: Offering big money for the footage behind this black screen!!

…

556L: Wow wow wow, finally time to turn off the lights. I’m so looking forward to this scene

557L: Watching Jian Qun and Qin Fanlei sleep gives me a sense of guilt. I always feel like Jian Qun is still a little brat – there’s a feeling of molesting something…

558L: Fun fact: Jian Qun is three years older than Zhui Ye

559L: That’s different. Brother Ye, please come at me head-on!

560L: Eww, chicken coop warning

561L: I don’t want to watch this room. Quickly switch to Wu Man and Weng Shaoyuan’s, or Double Wild’s!!

562L: Here it comes, here it comes. Wait… this…

563L: Am I allowed to watch this?!

564L: Save me, I’ve already died from shipping!!!!

565L: Damn, why is the screen so dark? Can’t see the details anymore 55555

Two months prior, on the day of filming.

Wu Man washed up in the bathroom, dawdling for a long time before returning to the room.

Before opening the door, she silently prayed the other person was already asleep. As a result, when she pushed open the door, Weng Shaoyuan was still leaning against the headboard wearing glasses and reading a book.

He looked up and joked: “I was worried you fell asleep in the bathtub.”

Wu Man said straightforwardly: “I came to tell you that tonight I plan to sleep on the sofa outside.”

Weng Shaoyuan’s expression froze. He hesitated for a moment, then got down from the bed.

“I understand. The first night definitely needs adjustment. In that case, you sleep on the bed. I’ll go sleep on the sofa.”

“That’s not good. This is my own issue – I can’t drag you down to sleep on the sofa. That would make it even harder for me to sleep.” Wu Man firmly made a “please stop” gesture. “Hurry back and lie down!”

“How can this work? A grown man sleeping on the bed while letting a lady sleep on the sofa?” He shook his head repeatedly. “That’s too ungentlemanly!”

“But I think true gentlemanliness isn’t necessarily about making ladies enjoy preferential treatment.” Wu Man said carefully. “Rather, it’s respecting a lady’s decision. Don’t you think?”

Weng Shaoyuan was speechless.

“Well… alright then.”

Wu Man waved with a smile: “Good night, sweet dreams.”

She picked up her pillow and took out a blanket from the closet. With a huge weight lifted from her heart, she hummed a song and walked cheerfully toward the large sofa in the first-floor living room.

Being criticized by viewers didn’t matter. At this moment, she only wanted to follow her heart.

Although they both said they didn’t mind, in reality they minded to death. That sentence Zhui Ye said at the corner had directly pierced her heart to pieces.

She still couldn’t bear to let him feel wronged.

Anyway, this wasn’t filming. Entertainment came first. Just forgive her temporary love-brain.

Wu Man walked to the darkened living room – pitch black and spacious – but she could vaguely make out an arched shape on the sofa.

That shape heard footsteps and stuck out half a messy-haired head, looking at her blearily.

After seeing her clearly along with the items in her hands, his originally half-squinted eyes suddenly widened.

His gaze was like a streetlight at dusk’s dim hour – waiting for a specific moment, lighting up without warning. Bright and shining, hiding the brilliance accumulated over an entire day.

“Sister… why did you come down?”

“…I also want to ask you.”

Both of them glanced at the camera with its red light still glowing in the darkness. Wu Man laughed dryly: “What a coincidence. Fortunately the sofa is big enough. I’ll sleep on that side.”

Zhui Ye waved: “Let’s switch. That side faces the air conditioning vent.”

“But then you’ll be facing it directly. No way!”

Zhui Ye laughed quietly: “Then what can we do? You can only sleep next to me.”

His tone was slippery, like a swimming fish that, having waited for the tempting hook, bit down in one go.

Wu Man’s fingers gripping the pillow instantly curled up.

He tugged at her blanket. She hadn’t expected him to actually reach out directly. Her steps stumbled and she unexpectedly fell into his embrace.

“Sorry, I just wanted to take your blanket.” Zhui Ye’s eyes gleamed cunningly in the darkness, his tone very innocent. “Sister, stand steady next time.”

“…Thanks so much.”

Wu Man smiled through gritted teeth and, using the blanket as cover, reached out to scratch his sensitive spots.

“Pff…”

Zhui Ye couldn’t hold it in and broke character, then forcibly caught himself.

Wu Man pulled the blanket back from his hands and moved her whole body to the side, saying perfunctorily: “Throat uncomfortable? Just say fewer annoying things.”

He faced away from the camera and silently mouthed: You’re bullying me.

Wu Man also silently answered: Who told you to come down on your own.

You did too.

The two people looked at each other guiltily. Outside the Western-style villa, cicadas chirped in the treetops – so loudly, yet unable to drown out the joy in each other’s eyes that seemed ready to laugh aloud.

They both read the same words in each other’s eyes: It’s all because of you.