Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 230: The first use of the illusion, Zhong Xiaoqin is confused
Zhong Xiaoqin is just confused, not stupid. How could she just check into a room with another man?

She wouldn't do anything out of line.

Hearing the concern from her good brother, Zhong Xiaoqin felt warm in her heart and couldn't help but touch Lin Yuan's head. As she touched Lin Yuan, the ends of his hair swayed slightly.

Zhong Xiaoqin couldn't help but sigh: "You were so small back then, how come you suddenly grew so tall and became so handsome."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, recalling the past: "Yes, I remember you were much taller than me at that time, why did you stop?"

Zhong Xiaoqin snorted proudly, and reached out to mess up Lin Yuan's hair, "I can stop if I want, but you still can't let me stop growing."

"Sister, you are fine the way you are now. You are so cute and small." Lin Yuan responded with a smile.

At this moment, Zhong Xiaoqin was sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on her face, her hands slightly supported behind her back, looking playful and lively. Lin Yuan looked at her and inexplicably felt as if he was taking a little girl out to get a room.

Listening to Lin Yuan's praise, Zhong Xiaoqin's ears felt hot, and she pretended to be angry and said, "Don't be disrespectful!"

As she spoke, Zhong Xiaoqin gently moved her body, picked up the bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, unscrewed the cap and gulped down a sip.

"Sister, I'll do some push-ups on the floor. You go ahead and do your thing. If you feel like I'm in the way, just tell me."

As Lin Yuan spoke, he reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt, lifted it up, and swiftly took the clothes off, revealing his muscular body without reservation.

The soft light fell evenly on Lin Yuan, outlining his muscular body even more clearly.

Lin Yuan's skin is very fair, but there is no sense of weakness. Instead, it reveals a vigorous vitality and strength.

When he was wearing clothes before, you couldn't see his figure. But when he took off his clothes, the contrast made him look even more stunning, like a young man who walked out of a comic book.

At the same time, without the cover of the top, the bulge of the body becomes more conspicuous.

Zhong Xiaoqin recognized at a glance that this was the culprit who had been rubbing against her buttocks in the car. Her face flushed, and she looked away in panic, scolding, "Why did you take off your clothes?"

Lin Yuan blinked innocently and explained with a pure face: "I didn't bring any change of clothes. If I don't take them off, they will get wet with sweat and I won't have anything to change into."

He casually threw his clothes on the bed, flexed his biceps like a child asking for a reward, and said excitedly, "Sister, touch it."

Seeing Zhong Xiaoqin's shy and hesitant face, Lin Yuan refused to give in and continued to beg her coquettishly, "Please touch me."

Zhong Xiaoqin couldn't persuade him, so she stretched out her slender and smooth hands and gently pinched Lin Yuan's muscles. She felt firm and elastic. She asked curiously, "How did you train it?"

"When I was studying abroad, I was often bullied. At first I just wanted to hide, but later I found that no matter where I hid, they could always find me. I didn't want to be bullied by them every day, so I made up my mind to exercise every day."

Looking at the pretended relaxed smile on Lin Yuan's face, Zhong Xiaoqin felt a pang of pain in her heart and couldn't help but imagine the scenes in which he had been bullied.

"What happened next?" Zhong Xiaoqin asked softly.

Lin Yuan raised his lips slightly, and said calmly: "Muscles cannot be trained in a short time. When they come to bully me again, I will fight back. I will just beat one of them. Slowly, I become stronger and stronger, and I fight better and better. They dare not provoke me anymore."

Zhong Xiaoqin's eyes instantly turned red, and her voice choked up a little: "So you suffered so much abroad."

Lin Yuan smiled and comforted him: "It's all in the past. I've experienced worse things than this."

"Is it because of my uncle and aunt's matter?" Zhong Xiaoqin asked tentatively.

"Not entirely." Lin Yuan shook his head gently, pursed his lips, and was unwilling to say more.

He placed his hands firmly on the floor, and as he bent over, the muscles on his back became tight and smooth, and he began to do push-ups one after another.

Zhong Xiaoqin shyly looked away.

What is the difference between this and a woman with a graceful figure wearing yoga pants and showing off various flexible yoga moves in front of a man?

She leaned against the head of the bed and picked up her phone to watch some TV series. Today was the finale of "The Legend of Nine States" and she planned to finish watching it.

After doing more than a hundred push-ups in a row, Lin Yuan stood up without blushing or panting. Seeing Zhong Xiaoqin holding her phone and watching intently, he said, "Cast the screen, sister. I want to watch it with you."

Zhong Xiaoqin immediately clicked on the screen projection, and the TV series images instantly appeared on the big screen in the hotel room.

The screen was filled with war scenes with deafening sounds of killing, which, coupled with the tear-jerking background music, made Zhong Xiaoqin almost burst into tears.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but complain in his heart that despite such an awkward plot and special effects, Zhong Xiaoqin was able to watch the show to the end and was so devoted to it. He couldn't help but admire Zhong Xiaoqin's enthusiasm for watching the show.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that Zhong Xiaoqin has no other hobbies besides watching TV series and playing with cats.

The finale only had one episode and it was finished very quickly. It was only nine o'clock in the evening and there was still early, so Lin Yuan asked Zhong Xiaoqin to project a comedy movie on the screen.

Although she had seen this movie before, Zhong Xiaoqin was still amused and laughed like a carefree child.

When it was past ten o'clock, Lin Yuan said, "Sister, go take a shower first."

"Just finish watching it." Zhong Xiaoqin wanted to stay a little longer and take a shower after watching the movie.

Lin Yuan smiled and urged, "Go quickly, I'll pause it for you and continue watching after you finish washing."

Zhong Xiaoqin then reluctantly got up and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of flowing water was heard inside.

After about twenty minutes, the sound of water gradually stopped, and after another two minutes, the buzzing sound of the hair dryer was heard.

When Zhong Xiaoqin walked out of the bathroom, her face was still as fair without makeup, and her body exuded a faint shower fragrance. She was still wearing the same white T-shirt and slim jeans as before.

The only difference was that the white T-shirt that was originally tucked into her trouser waist now hung down naturally, adding a touch of casualness and laziness to her.

Lin Yuan was full of curiosity: "Sister, why are you wearing all your clothes? Aren't you hot?"

"I don't have any other clothes, so of course I have to put them on before coming out." Zhong Xiaoqin rolled her eyes at him while gently stroking her half-dry hair with her fingers.

"The hotel has bath towels. Just put on what you need to wear and wrap yourself in a bath towel."

Zhong Xiaoqin felt that what Lin Yuan said made sense. Her ears turned slightly red and she said softly, "You should go wash up soon. I'll wait for you to finish and then we can watch together."

Lin Yuan took off his pants neatly and threw them on a chair beside him. Wearing only a pair of black tights, he strode towards the bathroom.

Zhong Xiaoqin inadvertently caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of her eye and immediately retracted her gaze.

For some reason, she found that her gaze seemed to be under a spell. Every time she looked at Lin Yuan, she would subconsciously glance down at his body first.

After Lin Yuan walked into the bathroom and heard the sound of running water, Zhong Xiaoqin took off her jeans and quickly got into bed.

She was too embarrassed to do the same as Lin Yuan and take off her pants in front of him. After all, she was a girl.

After a long while, Lin Yuan came out wiping his hair, still wearing only a pair of shorts.

Zhong Xiaoqin's gaze seemed to be out of control, always unconsciously looking towards his lower body. She quickly blinked her eyes to drive away this uncontrolled gaze, and then couldn't help asking: "Why don't you wear a bath towel?"

Lin Yuan walked to the bed and sat down, saying casually: "Why do I need a bath towel? I'm not one of you girls."

Zhong Xiaoqin pursed her lips, rubbed her slightly red face, reached out to pick up the remote control, and continued playing the movie. Soon, she burst into laughter.

The film continued to play until half past eleven. On the other side, Chen Yu, who was busy until late at night, saw that Zhong Xiaoqin had not returned yet, and finally couldn't help but call her.

"Your brother-in-law called me, so don't make a sound."

Zhong Xiaoqin's expression tensed, and she quickly whispered to Lin Yuan, then took a deep breath and answered the phone.

Chen Yu's voice came out: "It's so late? Are you coming back?"

Zhong Xiaoqin pouted and complained to herself that if Chen Yu was willing to pick her up, she would have gone back long ago.

Now that I have taken a shower and my body is still smelling the fresh scent of shower gel, it would be troublesome if Chen Yu misunderstood me if I go back like this.

"I asked you to pick me up but you didn't, so I went back to live with my parents."

"I knew it." Chen Yu was relieved when he saw this. Zhong Xiaoqin has always been like this. Whenever he was on a business trip, she would go back to her parents' home. Now it was just a day earlier.

In Chen Yu's eyes, Zhong Xiaoqin is a child who is overly dependent on her parents and not yet completely independent.

"Take Pikachu back to your mom's house tomorrow after get off work. I told you that you can't raise it by yourself."

Pikachu is a kitten raised by Zhong Xiaoqin. This couple, one loves cats and the other loves fish, somehow hints at the two of them being "incompatible".

Speaking of which, Zhong Xiaoqin and Gu Jia are both victims of marriage. Thinking of their failed marriages, Lin Yuan feels it necessary to "help" them.

When Zhong Xiaoqin heard this, she felt a little unconvinced and muttered, "Why can't I take good care of it?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to get up early to catch a flight tomorrow."

Chen Yu didn't want to argue any further and hung up the phone in a hurry.

At this time, Lin Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Sister, you just said that your brother-in-law refused to pick you up?"

Zhong Xiaoqin blinked her eyes and pouted. She was so angry that she expressed her grievances directly in front of Lin Yuan.

But on second thought, shouldn't the focus be the fact that I said I was going back to live with my parents?

She coughed twice, trying to cover up her guilty conscience, and explained, "Ahem, your brother-in-law has to go on a business trip tomorrow, so he really can't spare the time."

Lin Yuan frowned slightly and continued to ask: "Is your brother-in-law not very nice to you? Why do I feel that..."

Zhong Xiaoqin waved her hand, turned off the TV, and said, "It's fine. Don't think too much. It's getting late. Go to bed early."

Seeing her like this, Lin Yuan didn't dare to ask any more questions. He reached out and turned off the headlights, leaving only a night light emitting soft warm light.

The cool air from the air conditioner blew gently. The temperature was set very low, but she didn't feel hot under the thick quilt. Zhong Xiaoqin stretched her two small feet out of the quilt comfortably, enjoying the coolness.

Listening to Lin Yuan's even and light snoring, Zhong Xiaoqin completely relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, Lin Yuan opened his eyes silently, his gaze fell on Zhong Xiaoqin, and used [Illusion of Dream].

The next second, Lin Yuan was already in a void. Countless floating bubbles swayed gently in the sky, and each bubble contained a fragment of Zhong Xiaoqin's memory.

He can choose any memory fragment as an anchor point and start custom editing. Whether it is setting up characters or changing scenes, it all depends on his thoughts.

His thoughts raced, finally stopping at Zhong Xiaoqin's wedding scene. The bubble quickly expanded, and the scene unfolded like a scroll.

Of course, the groom is himself.

At the wedding, the guests were laughing and talking happily.

Zhong Xiaoqin was a little confused. She remembered that her husband was Chen Yu, and she had been married a long time ago. How come she was standing in this familiar yet unfamiliar wedding hall again, with her childhood sweetheart Lin Yuan by her side?
She took out her cell phone and checked the time. It was now 17. Lin Yuan and his parents should be abroad. Why were they here today?
Time is limited, and it is said that a night of spring is worth a thousand gold.

Lin Yuan fast-forwarded time and in the blink of an eye he jumped to the wedding night.

In a dream, it shouldn’t be illegal to do what you love, right?

"Xiaoqin, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Yuan gently hugged her waist and asked softly.

Zhong Xiaoqin hesitated. She couldn't tell the truth that she was thinking about another husband just now.

Lin Yuan gazed at her affectionately, his eyes full of love: "Xiaoqin, you will never know what I have been through in order to marry you."

Zhong Xiaoqin curled her lips, she felt that she must be dreaming.

But she still felt a little ashamed. She had just reunited with Lin Yuan today and had such a dream at night.

Fortunately, this is a dream and no one else will know about it.

Watching Lin Yuan's lips slowly approaching, Zhong Xiaoqin couldn't know whether to greet him or hide from him.

I had to pinch my thigh hard, trying to wake myself up from the dream quickly, but the pain was too real.

Lin Yuan kissed Zhong Xiaoqin, his big hands wandering over her body, and their clothes became less and less.

The wedding night ended, and Zhong Xiaoqin lay contentedly beside Lin Yuan.

If this was a dream, it was too real.

Could it be that, like what is written in the novel, I have traveled to another self in a parallel universe?
She quickly got dressed. She wanted to go to the TV station to see Chen Yu and find out what was going on.

With this in her mind, she soon arrived at the TV station.

She saw Chen Yu at a glance. The familiar figure made her feel at home. She greeted Chen Yu, but Chen Yu didn't recognize her at all. His eyes were full of strangeness, and he just smiled at her politely.

At this moment, Zhong Xiaoqin completely believed that she had traveled through time, but she didn't know why, in this parallel universe, she married Lin Yuan.

Before she could recover from the shock, Lin Yuan had quietly appeared behind her and slapped her butt hard.

There was a hint of anger in Lin Yuan's voice: "What are you doing here?"

"I, I want to see."

Zhong Xiaoqin didn't know how to explain this to her good brother and husband.

"You are not allowed to think about other men!" Lin Yuan took her back home, venting his jealousy with full love.

Her arms involuntarily hugged Lin Yuan tightly, as if she wanted to merge herself into his body.

Thinking of Lin Yuan's jealous look just now, she felt a sweet feeling in her heart. She bit Lin Yuan's ear and said in a soft voice: "Go on."

In the following days, their lives gradually returned to normal.

Work during the day and fight at night.

In this parallel universe, Zhong Xiaoqin is still working in property management, while Lin Yuan is a business tycoon. He seems to have the ability to predict the future. He is well aware of every market fluctuation and industry change, and can always make the most accurate decisions at critical moments.

In Zhong Xiaoqin's opinion, Lin Yuan is a bit like... a time traveler.

When Lin Yuan acquired another company that would become very popular in the future, she could no longer hold back and mustered up the courage to ask Lin Yuan: "Did you travel back in time?"

Lin Yuan's pupils shrank sharply, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. He laughed and tried to cover it up. "Why do you ask that?"

Zhong Xiaoqin looked proud, as if she had discovered a huge secret: "Because I am too."

"You, how could you be that too?" Lin Yuan widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Zhong Xiaoqin listed the major events that will happen in the future like a treasure: "Next year, Britain will leave the EU! North Korea and the United States will meet! France will win the World Cup! ..."

"You really are too..." Lin Yuan's face did not show any joy, but instead a trace of guilt surged up, "Don't you blame me? I destroyed your family and his family."

Zhong Xiaoqin gently stroked his cheek and whispered to comfort him, "Silly boy! He and I are not together in this life! How can it be called destruction?"

Lin Yuan's eyes lit up: "If I give you another chance, who would you choose between me and him?"

Zhong Xiaoqin didn't hesitate at all and kissed Lin Yuan gently on the cheek: "Of course it's you."

The longer she stays in this world, the more blurred her past memories become. Now she just wants to live a good life with Lin Yuan.

Although I still feel a little ashamed sometimes when I think about the little kid who always followed me around in the past now treating me like this, I am mostly filled with happiness and joy.

Lin Yuan happily accompanied Zhong Xiaoqin until she was too weak to bend even a finger.

Happy times are always short, and the time limit of [illusion] is about to end.

No matter how good a dream is, it is still a dream, and everything we do is to serve reality.

Lin Yuan certainly knew this clearly.

In the morning, the sky was already bright.

However, because the curtains were tightly drawn, only a faint night light was emitting light in the room.

Lin Yuan squatted beside the bed and called softly: "Xiaoqin! Zhong Xiaoqin!"

Zhong Xiaoqin was still immersed in her dream of her sweet life with Lin Yuan. At this moment, she saw Lin Yuan's face in a daze. She subconsciously stood up and moved closer, giving him a passionate kiss on the face.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

"Come up." Before he could react, Zhong Xiaoqin stretched out her white and slender hand like a green onion, grabbed Lin Yuan's arm, and pulled him into her warm bed.

She still thought it was a dream and kissed Lin Yuan passionately.

Lin Yuan just passively endured it at first, but slowly, he began to feel it.

Zhong Xiaoqin's breathing became rapid, and she was obviously aroused. Her hand unconsciously reached for Lin Yuan's waistband.

Lin Yuan suddenly came back to his senses and said anxiously: "We can't do this."

She looked at Lin Yuan with a smile, and said lazily: "What can't I do? Are you tired today?"

Although she had experienced it less often in real life, she had experienced a lot in her dreams.

Lin Yuan's eyes widened: "Sister, do you know who I am?"

"You are Lin Yuan, my husband."

Lin Yuan placed his hand on Zhong Xiaoqin's belly, his face full of disbelief: "I, am I?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly waking Zhong Xiaoqin up. She looked around and saw that it was the hotel room. She seemed to have some impression of this place.

Only then did she remember that Lin Yuan had just returned yesterday, so she went to the airport to pick him up. When she got home, she found the house was dirty and messy, and there was no time to clean it up. She had no choice but to stay in a hotel temporarily.

Thinking of this, she immediately let go of his hand, her toes curled up in embarrassment.

Zhong Xiaoqin was shocked and embarrassed, so she had to push the blame onto Lin Yuan: "Why did you call me Xiaoqin in the first place?"

"I saw you were talking in your sleep. I called you sister a few times, but you didn't respond. Then I called your name, and then you pulled me up, and then you..."

Zhong Xiaoqin was startled to realize that Lin Yuan was pressing tightly against her thigh, and she shrank back imperceptibly.

"Don't say that anymore!" She interrupted Lin Yuan in a panic, her eyes dodging, "I didn't say anything nonsense in my dream, did I?"

"You called my name, and..." Lin Yuan didn't finish his words, but asked curiously, "Sister, what on earth did you dream about?"

Zhong Xiaoqin's face was flushed. Oh my God, what had she done?

"You go down first." She turned her head away, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"I don't want to. You let me come up." Lin Yuan seemed like a different person at this moment. He was so stubborn for the first time. Not only did he not retreat, but he moved closer to Zhong Xiaoqin. He gently grabbed Zhong Xiaoqin's hand and said, "Sister, I did this yesterday. If you don't..."

Zhong Xiaoqin didn't know why, but she felt that she was extremely familiar with Lin Yuan's body. As soon as her fingers lightly touched Lin Yuan's skin, she couldn't help but move.

In the dream, she understood this kind of thing very well.

Although it was a dream, it was extremely real, so real that she could recall every detail clearly. Zhong Xiaoqin could not simply regard it as a dream for a moment, which was why she could not refuse Lin Yuan just now.

After a long time, Lin Yuan's face was filled with secret joy, and he couldn't help asking: "Sister, how come you are so skilled?"

Zhong Xiaoqin looked at the handsome face so close to her and pinched it hard out of anger, thinking that it was you in my dream who taught me all this.

Scold him? I couldn't bring myself to do it. Hit him? I couldn't do it. Ignore him? I treated him like my brother.

Lin Yuan frowned in pain but just grinned. For some reason, he felt quite comfortable being beaten and scolded after being a humiliator.

(End of this chapter)