After Dressing Up As The Heartthrob's Double, I Went On Strike | BL, MTL

Chapter 20: Take off your clothes and continue what you didn't finish last time.

The ethereal darkness.

Shen Qiuyu ran wildly with a huff, and behind him were four tall figures whose faces could not be seen, chasing him madly, each holding a 40-meter machete, chasing and slashing at the same time.

He was so exhausted that his legs were almost splitting, but the four of them chased him more and more bravely.

Shen Qiuyu was so angry that he wanted to spit out the fragrance.

Seeing that the tip of the knife was about to cut off his head, he was frightened when someone suddenly parachuted in to rescue him.

It's Gu Zhuo.

Shen Qiuyu was ecstatic, "Gu poke!"

He swooped behind Gu Zhuo.

Without saying a word, Gu Zhuo bent down and picked him up, avoiding the machete with ease, and continued running forward with him in his arms.

Shen Qiuyu was afraid of falling, so he hugged the back of Gu Zhuo's neck.

Finally having time to take a breath, he calmed down for a moment, looked up at Gu Zhuo, and was about to speak when the words "Thank you, big brother" stuck in his throat.

Gu Zhuo's cold and handsome face was replaced by... Zhou Qinchen at some point.

Zhou Qinchen's sinister and handsome face raised a sneer, and his words were as cold as snow.

"How dare you hit me."

Oh my god!

...

Shen Qiuyu opened his eyes suddenly and gasped.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, his pupils narrowing and spacing intermittently, and his heartbeat ringing in his ears as fast as a drum.

Boy, what a nightmare.

He actually dreamed that four big guys were chasing him with machetes, slashing while chasing him, and he also dreamed that Gu Zhuo turned into Zhou Qinchen!

This is a nightmare within a nightmare!

He gently blinked his dry eyes to calm his erratic heartbeat, and gradually woke up from the nightmare.

While his mind relaxed, his tense body also slowly relaxed. Lying flat on the soft and comfortable mattress, he fell into a drowsy state, and suddenly a sharp memory came into his mind while he was sleeping.

Shen Qiuyu suddenly opened his eyes.

Wait.

Where is this?

Wasn't he in the workshop of an abandoned factory before he fainted?

He turned to look at the room, trying to confirm where he was now. Suddenly, something cold slid down from his forehead and rested on the pillow.

It's an ice pack.

Shen Qiuyu: "?"

Shen Qiuyu looked over the ice pack and saw his satchel and mobile phone on the bedside table. He took the mobile phone over and looked at it, and found that it was already half past five in the afternoon.

Was he unconscious for a whole day?

Shen Qiuyu raised his groggy head, revealing his almond-shaped eyes through the soft and clean quilt, and scanned the inside of the room.

When he looked at the floor-to-ceiling window half a meter away, his eyes paused slightly.

The gloomy and beautiful young man sat on the leather chair by the window, with golden brown curly hair tucked behind his shoulders, his slender arm resting on the armrest, and his other hand gently flipping through the oil painting album on his lap.