Chapter 102: Debauched Music

After accepting Shen Xiyan’s friend request, Su Jin didn’t know what to do. Her phone felt like a hot potato in her hands.

She curled up by the bedside, the phone clutched between her legs, her big eyes nervously fixed on the chat window.

Why did it have to be him?

【I feel like I’ve always lived in his shadow…】

At first, unaware of the meaning behind the melody, then realizing you’re part of the song itself.

So should I start rewriting my new book now?

These scattered ideas have been piling up for years; she was a little reluctant to let go.

But if she didn’t, the similarities were so high, and the fanbase wasn’t even on the same level.

At the beginning, some people would definitely accuse him of plagiarism, and when they found out he published first, they’d turn around and scold her instead.

But they really are “in sync.”

Who would believe that if she said it out loud?

Even Shen Xiyan might not believe it!

Maybe he’d think she’s the one who got inspired and then found a reason to plagiarize openly.

Or she could be honest with Shen Xiyan, and the two could each write their own stories?

No, no. After seeing his outline, she felt the story’s perfect plot was just like that.

No matter how she thought about it, she couldn’t get out of his framework. It had completely taken the shape of Shen Xiyan’s work.

Shen Xiyan:【Hello, I am…】

Wait, he doesn’t know Su Jin’s pen name.

Delete.

Shen Xiyan:【Hello, I have some things I want to ask you.】

Just that one sentence, Su Jin stared at it for a long time.

Her feelings were complicated.

How to describe it?

Just now, he was such a carefree person, but suddenly he turned into a good kid hiding behind the screen. It felt quite amusing.

Jinyi Ye Xing:【I know, Su Jin told me about it… How about you send me your manuscript and outline first? I’ll read it when I have time.】

Shen Xiyan:【Okay.】

This kind of thing is actually quite taboo, especially between authors.

But Shen Xiyan wasn’t; he was just a bit worried.

There was no connection between them now, and many ideas were in her head. Even if she said plagiarism, there was no evidence, but Shen Xiyan was “thin-skinned.”

After sending this message, Shen Xiyan waited for her reply, but after a long while, she didn’t respond, so he got nervous, worried she might be doubting everything.

Shen Xiyan:【Have you finished reading?】

Jinyi Ye Xing:【I’m writing for now, I’ll read it when I have time. You’re not in a rush anyway.】

Shen Xiyan:【Oh… okay, sorry to bother you then.】

The chat fell silent. Shen Xiyan didn’t say anything else.

Who said freeloading authors have it easy?

It would be great if they could collaborate, like selling the outline or something.

He himself had no experience writing books; the other party was the professional.

But that was pretty far-fetched.

Never heard of an author suddenly becoming a ghostwriter for no reason.

On the other side of the screen, Su Jin was scrutinizing Shen Xiyan’s outline carefully.

She hadn’t looked carefully enough before; now, the more she read, the more baffling it became.

She knew better than anyone that Shen Xiyan couldn’t have plagiarized because many ideas were already in her head. No hacker, no matter how skilled, would be able to steal them!

So it really was “in sync”?

Damn!

Before sleep.

Shen Xiyan boredly scrolled through his phone to soothe his guilty conscience — basically flipping through silly fan art sent by ridiculous netizens.

Humans are so ridiculous. No matter what group you join, it always ends with someone “driving” (posting risqué content). But after joining a “driving” group, the conversation inevitably turns to life itself.

Ding dong —

Qin Sheng:【Xiyan…】

Shen Xiyan’s first reaction was still to pretend he was dead.

Qin Sheng:【I know you’re not asleep. I’m home now, feeling really bad. Can you call me when you see this?】

Qin Sheng:【Crying (。。)】

Shen Xiyan:【Still not sleeping?】

Qin Sheng:【In a bad mood.】

Shen Xiyan:【Did they bully you?】

Qin Sheng:【Not exactly bullying, just that they still don’t like me. I went too far last time.】

As if she cared about their opinions that much.

But such words can’t be said; otherwise, Shen Xiyan would look especially uncaring.

Shen Xiyan:【Then just keep living at Song Wan’s place.】

Qin Sheng:【Wouldn’t that make them too happy at home?】

Shen Xiyan:【…】

That really was Qin Sheng’s style—hurting the enemy a hundred while hurting herself a thousand.

Shen Xiyan:【What are you doing now?】

Qin Sheng sent a picture of herself with hands on hips, smug expression:【I just saw someone say it only takes one move to tame your boyfriend — ‘Caiyun Zhuoyue.’ It’s amazing. I’m learning it now.】

Shen Xiyan couldn’t hold back his curiosity:【What’s ‘Caiyun Zhuoyue’?】

Qin Sheng:【Want to know?】

He could almost see Qin Sheng squinting and grinning mischievously.

Shen Xiyan:【… Never mind.】

Knowing Qin Sheng as he did, it was probably nothing good.

Qin Sheng:【It’s simple. I’m almost done learning it. I’ll let you try it sometime. It’s said to be super comfortable! You can do things you usually can’t.】

Shen Xiyan:【…】

Very comfortable?

He roughly guessed what kind of things it was related to. Right now, Qin Sheng’s mind was filled with either wanting to have sex with him or being with him.

If there’s a question, just look it up on Baidu…

But there was nothing?

Then he’d have to check on Bihu.

Caiyun Zhuoyue: Originating from the online game Zhu Xian, it refers to quickly moving behind the enemy for a two-hit attack. If applied to lovemaking, then…

Shen Xiyan’s heart turned cold.

In his past life, Qin Sheng at most dragged him to study the Jianghu Forty-eight Hands, but now she was already playing “Caiyun Zhuoyue”?

Qin Sheng:【Alright, alright. Sorry for disturbing your sleep.】

Shen Xiyan:【Good to know. I’ll come to the hospital to see you tomorrow noon.】

Qin Sheng:【Miss me?】

Shen Xiyan:【Miss you my ass! I’m still worried about Auntie. Anyway, I have nothing to do at noon, I’ll check outside the operating room.】

Qin Sheng:【What about Wenwen?】

Shen Xiyan:【She can wait. I’ll take her on Friday.】

Qin Sheng:【Oh… then wait a bit, long night ahead, I’ll give you a reward, sleep well tonight.】

Shen Xiyan:【???】

He thought it would be a photo or something, but Shen Xiyan waited for a long time with no movement from Qin Sheng’s side.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone and sleep, a voice message came through.

Qin Sheng:【Here, use this. Good night. Oh, by the way, a new milk tea shop opened on Pedestrian Street. I’ll send you the address later. I want to drink some tomorrow noon.】

Shen Xiyan:【Too far. Climb there yourself!】

Qin Sheng:【Waaah~~】

The next second, Shen Xiyan opened the audio. Qin Sheng’s sultry moans echoed through the room.

“Ah~ ah ah… mm~ ah… Xiyan… so big… be gentle… it hurts… ah… please spare me… good boy…”

Shen Xiyan’s face went blank, a series of question marks flashing through his mind.

Then…

Holy crap! Wenwen is still next door!

G!!

Now not only was his heart chilled, but his entire body went cold. The sleepiness instantly vanished.

He covered the phone tightly and burrowed under the covers.

Mute button! Where’s my mute button?!

Once the sound was safe, he almost reflexively reached for the tissues on the bedside table, then snapped back to reality.

He punched the pillow hard, holding down the record button, and angrily shouted: “Qin Sheng! Are you poisoned or what?”

Rarely did he curse.

She actually kept going for seven or eight minutes?

Setting aside the facts… seven or eight minutes, who do you think you are?

There wasn’t even enough time for a warm-up.

Qin Sheng replied matter-of-factly:

“Not poisoned… what poison could a fungus have? Soaking it in water makes it delicious! You can’t say it’s poisonous just because it’s powdered, it’s not a poisonous mushroom… The more colorful, the more dangerous.”