Chapter 30 Part 2

Zhong Nian felt itchy, extremely uncomfortable in his heart from the touch. He twisted and pulled his wrist back, casually agreeing, “Yeah, too much.”

“I can help you get revenge.”

Zhong Nian blinked in surprise, then chuckled. “You don’t even know who tied me up.”

Ke Zhengchu looked at him. “Tell me.”

“No need.” Zhong Nian didn’t want to drag outsiders into it.

Ke Zhengchu was innocent. Getting him tangled up with these kidnappers like himself wouldn’t be good.

Besides, what revenge could he get? Ke Zhengchu wasn’t as burly as Zhan Lu; he definitely couldn’t win a fight.

When he didn’t say, Ke Zhengchu didn’t press. He just watched him wash the clothes and took over the task.

Zhong Nian didn’t refuse and was happy to take it easy.

But he regretted it after Ke Zhengchu finished. He didn’t know how the guy washed clothes with such force—he had stretched a perfectly good shirt.

Two buttons had even come off.

He asked where the buttons went, and Ke Zhengchu touched his nose, mumbling that they must have been washed away by the water.

“…Fine.” Zhong Nian was at a loss for words.

Ke Zhengchu said, “I’ll return it for you.”

Zhong Nian smiled. “This is the Kidnapper Boss’s shirt. You sure?”

Unexpectedly, Ke Zhengchu was very calm, showing no sign of being scared. He agreed, “It’s fine. I can do it.”

“?” Zhong Nian was astonished.

After confirming once more with him, Zhong Nian let him go ahead.

Though Ke Zhengchu meant well, if he messed it up, he should handle the consequences himself. The kidnappers wouldn’t make things too hard on a crew member.

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【I suspect he did it on purpose.】

【Looks so honest, but his mind isn’t pure at all.】

【Putting on an act.】

【Never seen anyone wash off two buttons from a shirt. I don’t buy it.】

At the usual bedtime, Zhong Nian lay in bed without sleeping. He was too wired and even started reading the barrage.

He found it amusing. These Live Stream viewers must have been so bored, debating for nearly two hours whether Ke Zhengchu had ruined the clothes on purpose.

It clearly wasn’t intentional. His roommate wasn’t that kind of person.

He wanted to say a few words in Ke Zhengchu’s defense, but since he couldn’t sleep at night, he didn’t want to disturb him.

It was all that Kidnapper Boss’s Flower Tea… It had given him insomnia. He shouldn’t have drunk it.

Zhong Nian closed his eyes and ordered the System to tell him a story. He listened while counting sheep, double measures, but half an hour later, he was still wide awake.

In his frustration, amid the silent night, he heard a faint noise.

It was very quiet, but with Rabbit-sensitive hearing, he caught it.

It came from the next bed—Ke Zhengchu must have gotten up, probably for the bathroom or a drink of water.

Zhong Nian paid it no mind and continued hypnotizing himself, telling the System to switch to a more interesting story.

The System said helplessly, “I’m not a service-type housekeeping robot…”

Zhong Nian said, “Of course you are. Aren’t you my System? Aren’t I your Player? Tell another one. You’re a good… no, good System.”

The System seemed unwilling to compromise again to his wheedling and wanted to uphold the dignity of a highly intelligent system, stubbornly refusing.

Zhong Nian got upset. “Bad System won’t tell stories and drives the Player crazy. Bad System torments the Player all night until mental breakdown. Bad System is cold and heartless, causing the Player to freeze to death. Bad System…”

“…Fine, I’ll tell it.” The System dutifully continued with the third story.

He had just heard the beginning when Zhong Nian immediately told the System to shut up.

He sensed something off.

The wariness and instincts of a herbivore told him someone was by his bed, very close.

In this dormitory, besides himself, there was only Ke Zhengchu.

What was this guy doing getting out of bed to come look at him?

Curious about his intentions, Zhong Nian stayed silent with his eyes closed, unmoving.

He slept facing the wall, so pretending to sleep wasn’t hard. He adjusted his breathing to slow and steady, like someone asleep.

After a while, with no movement, he wondered if it was sleepwalking. Just as he was about to open his eyes and get up, Ke Zhengchu suddenly acted.

The blanket on him was lifted slightly and pulled up to his chin, then the corners were carefully tucked in.

So he had come to tuck him in.

Pretty thoughtful.

Zhong Nian thought so, then felt the blanket pulled down a bit to his shoulders.

Next, his nape felt bursts of faint, warm breeze that condensed into a thin layer of moisture on his skin.

The breath was right by his ear; Zhong Nian could clearly hear the other’s panting.

He was shocked in his heart, a tingling numbness at his nape making goosebumps rise all over his body.

Before he could react, his ear was touched.

Zhong Nian couldn’t endure it anymore. He flipped over and looked at the other with clear, bright eyes. “Zhengchu, what are you doing?”

Ke Zhengchu was visibly startled that he was awake. “I… I’m not—I came to tuck you in.”

“Tuck me in, fine, but why are you sniffing me?” Zhong Nian touched his nape; it still itched.

This wasn’t the first or second time. Seeing Ke Zhengchu mumbling without a proper excuse, Zhong Nian’s voice cooled. “Tell the truth.”

Ke Zhengchu sensed the change in his attitude, paused slightly, and said with his head down, “Because you smell good.”

“?” Zhong Nian furrowed his brows.