1 male model
◎Rated Dream◎
"Scan the QR code to fill out the questionnaire and you can enter a prize draw! Friends passing by, please help out!"
The loudspeaker played the recording over and over again, and the person dressed in a bulky rabbit costume kept waving to passersby. Only a few people stopped, and because the signal was really bad in this area, it took a long time to scan a QR code. Many people often didn't have the patience and simply left, saying, "Forget it, the internet is too slow."
Nobody's scanning it, what if I win the prize?
With this in mind, Xu Huaihuai scanned the QR code with a "beep" and asked, "What kinds of prizes are there?"
The dejected plush rabbit, squatting on the ground, flicked its pink and white rabbit ears. "One limited-time experience voucher for the novel's life."
The questionnaire was about reading preferences, and Xu Huaihuai filled it out quickly. "What does 'limited-time novel life experience voucher' mean? Wow, what if I get a novel by Yu Hua? That would be terrible!"
"Ah, we don't have authorization for Yu Hua's novel, so you can't win it." The doll rabbit pulled out a stack of raffle tickets from its pocket. "You can draw one now."
"Oh, that's quite conscious of copyright. I'm still very curious about this prize; if I win, how do I claim it?"
Xu Huaihuai pulled out a pink prize ticket. The front only had the words "prize ticket" and a simple rabbit head. The back had a scratch-off area and a line of small print that read "One-year trial period." Xu Huaihuai scratched off the coating. "Oh! There's text! A romance novel heroine trial ticket?"
"Just stick it on the door when you get home, and it'll be effective as soon as you stick it there." The plush rabbit stuffed the other raffle tickets back into its pocket, shook its slightly damp ears, and said, "It's going to rain, you should go home now."
"I see, it's a metaphysical fortune-changing post! Wish me luck with a raise this year! Bye!"
When she got home and took out her keys to open the door, the voucher for the trial activity came out of her bag. Remembering what the plush rabbit had said, Xu Huaihuai peeled off a piece of clear tape from the "Fu" character and stuck it on the door. She thought to herself: Winning a prize means I'm lucky. Even if it doesn't really change my luck, it can at least block the peephole. I'm still too clever.
I opened the door and turned on the light, but it didn't turn on; it was still pitch black.
Is there a power outage? I didn't see any power outage notice. Phew, at least my phone still has battery.
Seeing her phone nearly fully charged, Xu Huaihuai felt much more at ease. She prepared to call the property management to ask about the situation. Her hand instinctively reached out to try flicking the switch a few more times, but she couldn't find it and her hand went straight to empty air.
"Huh? No, where are my walls? Where are my doors?" Xu Huaihuai was somewhat surprised and uncertain. Was she already living in abject poverty? No, even the walls were gone.
The surroundings had become pitch black, as if we had fallen into a vortex that sucked in light.
Xu Huaihuai tentatively reached out and touched nothing; the only source of light was the brightness of her phone screen.
The pale screen brightness did not illuminate the road ahead, but only the faces of the oxen and horses, which were weak and confused.
What exactly happened?
Xu Huaihuai was lost in confusion. She recalled a post she'd seen a few days ago on a mental health education account, specifically an article about dreams and psychology. The post stated that dreams are a projection of the subconscious, and dark dreams often indicate inner repression. Thinking of this, Xu Huaihuai was suddenly startled—had she not actually left work at all? Had she simply fallen asleep at her desk? Look at these gloomy dreams, this gloomy inner world! Work had ruined her!
Who wants to work? If only I could have money without working!
Xu Huaihuai felt a little melancholy. A slight buzzing sound came to her ears, like the trembling sound of some creature flapping its wings.
The sound appeared suddenly and then vanished just as quickly, leaving only a chilling silence.
A blinding flash of white light streaked through the silent darkness, as if fate had accidentally stretched the exposure bar to its maximum when pressing the shutter, startling Xu Huaihuai so much that she quickly closed her eyes.
In that brief moment, lacking visual images and unable to detect any sound, the concepts of time and space gradually blurred, and the imbalance of perception made it impossible to think.
Her consciousness drifted into a hazy, half-asleep state, but her body unexpectedly felt very light. Then, Xu Huaihuai was caught off guard and lost her footing. She lost control and balance and didn't even have time to react. Fortunately, someone was quick to catch her.
"Sister Huai, are you alright?"
Was she drunk or had someone put a sack over her head? She felt dizzy, nauseous, and her head was buzzing. Many black dots were flashing before her eyes. Xu Huaihuai couldn't even see who was helping her up, and even their voices seemed to come from a very far away place.
Xu Huaihuai barely managed to grab the person's arm. "What's wrong with me?"
"You've had too much to drink. Sister Lu asked me to take you home; she wants to keep partying."
"Who is Sister Lu?" I don't recall any colleague or friend with "Lu" in their name. "And who are you?"
"Don't you even remember Sister Lu? I'm Lin Xu..."
Xu Huaihuai's swaying vision finally stabilized a little. Someone grabbed her arm and lifted her up from the ground. At a very close distance, Xu Huaihuai saw a very young and unexpectedly handsome face.
"Great! It's a fantastic model face!" Xu Huaihuai couldn't explain why she was so excited, and interrupted the person, "Are you a celebrity or an internet celebrity? Can I take a picture with you?"
"He's a male model," Lin Xu said with a smile, looking down. "Are we still going to shoot?"
"Taking pictures. Teacher, you're really S...yue..."
Before Shuai could finish speaking, Xu Huaihuai grabbed onto the car tire next to her and vomited uncontrollably. In addition to the physical tears brought on by the shock, Xu Huaihuai's heart was also filled with tears. Oh no, this vomiting was really bad timing. It was as if she had said something against her will and was disgusted by herself.
Lin Xu patted Xu Huaihuai's back, handed her tissues and water. After Xu Huaihuai finished vomiting, looking at the mess that should have been blurred, she felt the terrible world spinning again: "Oh no, whose car is this? How much should I pay for vomiting on someone's tires?"
"Sister Huai, this is your own car, don't worry. I'll contact the property management to handle it for you in a bit." Lin Xu shook the car keys.
"Huh? When did I buy this car?" Xu Huaihuai was stunned. And, is this what her family's underground garage looks like...?
"You're really drunk, aren't you? You've forgotten everything." Lin Xu patted Xu Huaihuai reassuringly. "It's okay, you'll sober up after throwing up and going back to sleep. Come on, I'll take you upstairs first. Can't walk? I'll carry you."
"I can walk, I can walk..." Xu Huaihuai almost tripped over her own feet and fell to the ground to offer New Year's greetings in advance, but Lin Xu grabbed her and naturally took her hand along her wrist.
Even after stepping out of the elevator, Xu Huaihuai was still confused. They were already holding hands? Had the service awareness of model-making companies really developed to this level? But the question was, when did she order it?
"Sister Huai, open the door."
Although excessive drinking made Xu Huaihuai's brain turn to mush when she thought, she could still remember what her own house looked like. "You must have made a mistake, this isn't my house. My house..." didn't have a fingerprint lock.
"I understand," Lin Xu let go of her hand before she could finish, a hurt expression on his face. "Just because I'm a male model, I can't bring male models home, is that it?"
"Huh?" What are you imagining, bro? Damn it, why are you making that heartless, wronged face? It makes even a strong woman like me want to brave fire and water for you. "The main thing is..." My fingerprint doesn't work on other people's locks either!
drop--
Xu Huaihuai accidentally touched the fingerprint sensor area, and the door opened.
How could this be?!
"Sister Huai, what were you trying to say just now?"
"N-nothing..." Her mind was a complete mess. What had gone wrong? Xu Huaihuai leaned against the wall, utterly lost. "Was it a dream? A dream within a dream?"
Xu Huaihuai pinched herself and surprisingly didn't feel any pain.
What? You actually dreamed of becoming a rich male model?
I wish I had lots of money when I woke up from this dream!
Wait! Male model!
The seven emotions and six desires exploded in my mind, displaying a colorful array, but ultimately, pure and bright yellow took the lead.
What's wrong with indulging in sensual pleasures in your dreams?
Our ancestors were truly wise; their summary is spot on: when people are well-fed and clothed, they start to think about other things, even in their dreams.
While Lin Xu was closing the door and had his back to her, Xu Huaihuai grabbed him from behind and wrapped her arms around his waist. The self-taught female hooligan shamelessly pinched and pressed his waist while chattering, "Hey! It feels so solid! Are you wearing a muscle suit underneath? Is it real flesh?"
"Hiss..." Lin Xu grabbed Xu Huaihuai's hand that was massaging him. He seemed used to it all, his expression calm, making it impossible to tell whether he was being forced or enjoying it. "Sister Huaihuai, then take it easy, don't scratch my muscle suit... No... Sister Huaihuai, your hand..."
While Lin Xu was speaking, Xu Huaihuai slipped her other, unpunished hand inside his clothes.
With his palm resting firmly on the hot abs, the lecherous drunkard, who was usually tight-lipped, exclaimed in amazement, "My God, it feels so real!"
The drunkard's finger dexterity was truly remarkable. Lin Xu couldn't help but sigh, her calm voice finally tinged with helplessness, "Sister Huai, if you want to touch my abs, just touch my abs, but please stop poking my belly button, okay?"
"Ah, I'm sorry..." Xu Huaihuai awkwardly moved her hand away. Lin Xu grabbed one of her hands, turned her around, and looked directly into her eyes. "Sister Huai, now that you're done touching me, can you tell me what this means? Is it an implication, an invitation? Or a test?"
When a person is sober, they may be able to speak righteously and firmly, saying NO to bad temptations!
It's hard to say what happens when someone is not in a clear-headed state. For example, Xu Huaihuai would choose lust over being studious.
Even though Lin Xu's words were somewhat subtle, Xu Huaihuai, who wasn't quite lucid, quickly grasped this topic that belonged to adults with her exceptional silver-skill. She began to think about how far this restricted dream could go.
So she didn't answer immediately.
Lin Xu leaned slightly closer, waiting for an answer.
Both of their eyes were bright. Xu Huaihuai looked up and stared directly into his eyes. Alcohol made her thoughts wander, and she easily said whatever came to mind. "So, does that mean I'm forcing myself to love you?"
"Consider it a reward." Lin Xu looked at Xu Huaihuai's slowly widening eyes. "So, shall we continue?"
The only light source in the room was the sleep lamp. Even though the air conditioning was on, it wasn't cool at all, all because the warm-toned sleep lamp made the room warmer.
Jewelry was removed and carelessly tossed on the bedside table; breathing was as disordered as clothing.
The two were standing very close, so close that Xu Huaihuai could see a small mole on the side of Lin Xu's neck.
Lin Xu thought Xu Huaihuai meant to kiss him, so he moved closer to find her lips, but their lips brushed against each other and then missed each other.
Xu Huaihuai touched the mole, but didn't bite it; she simply touched it with her lips.
It seems like she really likes the look of her neck.
Lin Xu felt a little itchy, but didn't dodge, patiently waiting for Xu Huaihuai to play with her slowly.
Then Xu Huaihuai fell asleep leaning against him.
Lin Xu: ?
What kind of nonsense is this? Beauty hasn't faded, but love has already run away?
After tucking Xu Huaihuai in, Lin Xu was still unable to calm down for a long time. Then he heard Xu Huaihuai mutter in her sleep, "The mole... the Mole Gate will live on forever..."
So it turns out he likes moles.
Lin Xu touched his neck, thinking thoughtfully that he actually had a mole on his chest as well.
[Author's Note]
This emoji is so cute! [Lower-eared bunny head]
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