When Reader and Author Transmigrate Inside the Book at the Same Time

Yin Moshu stared at him for a while, then shifted his gaze, letting it wander briefly before settling on Gu Jinmian’s pointed nose.

 

Gu Jinmian kept his eyes fixed on him, anticipation filling his gaze.

 

After a moment, Yin Moshu met his eyes and gave a subtle nod.

 

It had been several days since Yin Moshu treated him this way—gentle, without the usual coldness or mockery. It was almost indulgent.

 

Gu Jinmian’s heart skipped a beat, and he took a small step forward, looking at him with increased anticipation.

 

In Yin Moshu’s warm and sincere voice, with a subtle huskiness, he said, “If you accept ‘He Bujin,’ I’ll treat you well for a lifetime.”

 

Gu Jinmian’s eyes widened slightly, his fists clenched as he stared at him. After about ten seconds, he walked away without looking back.

 

The door slammed shut.

 

I’m not taking this nonsense!

 

Gu Jinmian grabbed his laptop and took a night train.

 

It was his first time taking a train since he arrived here. He bought a ticket on short notice and couldn’t even get a sleeper berth. Yet, sitting on the cramped train in the middle of the night felt more comfortable than being in that presidential suite.

 

When Yin Moshu realized that Gu Jinmian had left and tried calling him, he found that his phone was unreachable.

 

After checking the flights and train schedules for that night, Yin Moshu informed the Gu family. Standing by the window, he looked towards the direction of the train station, massaging his temples and sighing deeply.

 

So, Gu Jinmian hated ‘He Bujinl’ so much.

 

He dared not say it so casually.

 

After four days, he finally returned to the master bedroom and saw that Gu Jinmian hadn’t taken his luggage or clothes. Imagining the image of the young master angrily queuing at the train station with his laptop, Yin Moshu was annoyed.

 

He had cursed a thousand times with a dozen people in the past three days, and still hadn’t left.

 

His temper was even worse than his.

 

What kind of resilience was that?

 

Gu Jinmian returned home at 3 AM without saying a word to anyone. He went straight to his room, washed up, and climbed into bed.

 

Gu Lifan, who woke up in the middle of the night, was puzzled.

 

He immediately called Yin Moshu, and Yin Moshu picked up almost the moment the call connected. Gu Lifan’s questioning voice rushed through, “You’re not bullying Mian Mian, are you? He won’t say a word when he comes home in the middle, what’s going on?”

 

Yin Moshu loosened his grip on the phone. “Didn’t bully.”

 

“You say you didn’t bully him? My brother took a train back!” Gu Lifan exclaimed sternly. “Thanks to you, my brother’s life experiences just got richer!”

 

Yin Moshu: “…”

 

Early the next morning, Gu Xijun called him again.

 

In the afternoon, even Gu Qingyang from abroad called him.

 

Yet, there was still no word from Gu Jinmian.

 

On the set of “Four Seasons for You,” Yin Moshu’s behind-the-scenes director sighed and whispered, “Shouldn’t we shoot some joint footage?”

 

Yin Moshu helplessly responded, “What’s the use in asking me?”

 

The behind-the-scenes director fell silent.

 

She contacted Gu Jinmian’s behind-the-scenes director. “Go talk to Gu Jinmian about shooting some joint footage.”

 

Gu Jinmian’s behind-the-scenes director agreed readily. “Sure, easy.”

 

The last time he mentioned shooting some suitable materials to Gu Jinmian, he immediately agreed. Despite being a young master from a wealthy family who climbed out of a car window to scold Ji Nan a paratrooper, Gu Jinmian was actually quite easy to work with and cooperative during shoots.

 

“Young Master Gu, shall we shoot some suitable materials?” the behind-the-scenes director confidently asked.

 

In the office, Gu Jinmian heard this and put down the documents in his hand. He spoke sternly to the behind-the-scenes director, “Four Seasons is currently the most influential romance program.”

 

The behind-the-scenes director modestly replied, “Not at all.”

 

“For such an influential program, we must set clear values for young people in love. Don’t stick together all the time when in love. Even in love, strive for your own career and enhance your self-worth,” Gu Jinmian emphasized.

 

The behind-the-scenes director: “…”

 

This is a romance program!

 

After finishing his statement, Gu Jinmian continued with his work.

 

After hesitating for a moment, the behind-the-scenes director whispered, “Then, are we not doing a workplace program?”

 

Gu Jinmian replied, “Even when in love, there’s no need to join forces.”

 

“For example?” The behind-the-scenes director asked humbly.

 

“Such as…” Gu Jinmian took out his phone. “Isn’t it sweet to message him while I’m working?”

 

The behind-the-scenes director could sense that he didn’t want to collaborate anymore. “Okay.”

 

Gu Jinmian held his phone in silence for a moment and then called Yin Moshu on the private line.

 

Yin Moshu’s fan base was growing, and there were more and more rainbow farts and materials in the private line.

 

As he scrolled through, he saw leaked photos from Yin Moshu’s movie and other updates.

 

After seeing a certain photo, Gu Jinmian’s gaze paused. He clicked on the photo and examined it carefully.

 

In the photo, Yin Moshu was chatting with a somewhat unfamiliar girl in a casual manner. There were quite a few crew members around them, facing each other. In the middle, an assistant was crouched down, organizing Yin Moshu’s boots.

 

The director peeked at the photo, his eyes lighting up. He quickly instructed the cameraman to capture that moment.

 

Gu Jinmian looked at the photo for a moment and then scrolled past it. Based on his knowledge, this was the newly introduced actress.

 

In the movie, she played the character that the young grandfather liked.

 

When Yin Moshu filmed a movie, Gu Jinmian invested in it, but he didn’t interfere in the casting of other actors. He delegated that authority to the director and the screenwriter—letting professionals do their job. Except for those actors who might cause trouble later on, Gu Jinmian would give a heads-up.

 

Therefore, he didn’t know that the actress with a small role in this dual male lead movie had been replaced.

 

Seeing Yin Moshu chatting effortlessly with her, Gu Jinmian noticed her and then saw her name in the comments section.

 

Zhou Jun.

 

Gu Jin Mian pursed his lips.

 

Lost in thought for a while, Gu Jinmian suddenly slapped his phone on the desk.

 

The behind-the-scenes director glanced around and said to Yin Moshu’s behind-the-scenes director, “They should collaborate today.”

 

Then, turning to Gu Jinmian, he said, “Young Master Gu, there’s a requirement for joint recording in the contract. Please don’t make it difficult for us. If you two don’t collaborate, your CP fans will scold us to death.”

 

“I got it, I got it,” Gu Jinmian impatiently replied. “You don’t have to keep telling me.”

 

The director chuckled, “Isn’t Yin Moshu busy with the recent film shooting? We’re counting on you alone.”

 

Gu Jin Mian remained silent.

 

On his way home after work, Gu Jinmian ran into Ji Nan.

 

This was a road exclusively for residents of a small community, and their cars were side by side.

 

It’s been a while since there were any updates about Hang Yuanting in the entertainment circle. The last piece of news Gu Jinmian saw related to him was about his breakup with Ji Nan.

 

That was the only information Gu Jinmian knew about Ji Nan.

 

Ji Nan rolled down his car window. “You guys haven’t collaborated on the show? Are you two fighting?”

 

“Do you think I’d talk to you nicely just because we’re fighting?” Gu Jinmian, with a cool face and sunglasses, mocked, “Am I that low?”

 

After saying that, he overtook Ji Nan in a sharp turn, leaving him with a view of his car’s tail lights.

 

Ji Nan: “…”

 

When Gu Jinmian returned home, Gu Lifan was about to attend a dinner party. He assessed Gu Jinmian’s expression and said, “Was it too hard not working today?”

 

Gu Jinmian just responded with a vague “Mm-hmm.” Then he added, “Even Ji Nan suspects that we’re not collaborating properly. Looks like we need to change that.”

 

Gu Lifan: “?”

 

Was he asking about that?

 

“Well, then go find Yin Moshu. You’re always working everywhere, and he’s not coming back for filming.”

 

Gu Jin Mian gave him a complicated look. “Even you think so too.”

 

At that moment, Yin Moshu sent a WeChat message, “The director of Four Seasons wants us to film together. When are you available? I’ll take leave to come back.”

 

“Forget it, since even Second Brother thinks that way, I’ll go.”

 

Gu Lifan: “?”

 

Three days later, Gu Jinmian drove back, driving behind the Four Seasons program team’s car.

 

When he arrived, the crew was having dinner. Yin Moshu’s manager, Xiao Liu, saw him and enthusiastically waved, “Boss, over here!”

 

Gu Jinmian stood in place for a few seconds, then walked over with a reserved demeanor.

 

“I didn’t expect you to come by car. Yin Moshu told the director yesterday that he would take leave today to pick you up.”

 

Gu Jin Mian glanced at the calmly composed Yin Moshu, sat down, took a sip of water—perfect temperature.

 

After exchanging greetings with the Four Seasons program team and the drama crew, they all joined the table.

 

Yin Moshu finished his meal, and since he didn’t have any scenes next, he leisurely sat in his chair, holding a cup of water. His gaze drifted over as he casually said, “The car is quite convenient. Next time, if you decide to escape overnight again, you won’t have to squeeze onto a train.”

 

Gu Jin Mian: “…?”

 

“Me escaping?” He widened his eyes. “With our family’s hotel, what would I be escaping from?”

 

Yin Moshu chuckled softly.

 

The nearby behind-the-scenes director suddenly became excited, especially Yin Moshu’s behind-the-scenes director.

 

This director was deeply invested in their CP fandom. Watching the cold and distant Yin Moshu these past few days had almost extinguished her passionate CP spirit. But now, with this soft spoken line, it revived the blazing flames of her CP soul.

 

It’s unbelievable—both tender and indulgent.

 

Yin Moshu said something they couldn’t understand, “With this temper of yours, how did you become a co-pilot?”

 

Co-pilot?

 

Neither of them had any connection to that, so how did it come up?

 

Even if they racked their brains, the only plausible explanation was a certain moment of role-playing.

 

Uniform seduction? The one with a scripted storyline?

 

The Four Seasons program team: “!!!”

 

Everyone present, only Gu Jinmian knew what Yin Moshu was talking about.

 

He had mentioned so much, even revealing the name of the character he played. Yin Moshu should have guessed that he had transmigrated into this world.

 

Back when he was working with Director Lin, he got drunk and spilled his own secret, revealing that he was the youngest co-pilot in X Airlines.

 

At that time, people thought he was just talking nonsense under the influence of alcohol. Now, Yin Moshu had put the pieces together, realizing his previous occupation before transmigration.

 

“I became one based on my capabilities.”

 

The Four Seasons program team: “…”

 

The way he said that sounded like he was claiming, “I became the top based on my skills.”

 

Gu Jinmian: “Don’t doubt my professional abilities.”

 

The Four Seasons program team: “…”

 

Don’t doubt his skills?

 

Yin Moshu: “Easily impulsive, not suitable for this profession.”

 

The Four Seasons program team’s staff nodded in agreement. This was understandable.

 

Gu Jinmian: “…?”

 

“You still don’t know? I become impulsive because of you!”

 

The faces of the Four Seasons program team staff turned red and yellow at the same time.

 

The more they listened to this conversation, the more embarrassed they felt. Meanwhile, looking at Yin Moshu, they couldn’t help but blush.

 

Someone from the drama crew called Yin Moshu, and he stood up, telling the staff who came with Gu Jinmian, “Your rooms are arranged. Let’s call it a day here, and we’ll continue tomorrow.”

 

They acknowledged and reluctantly put down their cameras.

 

A sweet and interesting shot with both of them would be a waste if they didn’t capture more.

 

While they continued shooting, Yin Moshu looked towards Gu Jinmian’s paralyzed face.

 

It had been about a week since the fall, and they had maintained this distance—neither too close nor too far. Forget about touching; Yin Moshu rarely had a good opportunity to get a closer look.

 

Gu Jinmian sensed his gaze, raised his eyes, and revealed a bit of weariness and unnoticed grievances due to his fair skin that made any lack of sleep more noticeable.

 

Yin Moshu’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. He walked past one of the cameras, stood in front of Gu Jinmian, lowered his head, and gazed at him for a few seconds. His fingers lightly rested on Gu Jinmian’s jaw, covering the lens, and he lowered his head.

 

Gu Jinmian looked at him in surprise. When he instinctively tried to push him away, Yin Mosu held onto his wrist.

 

He realized that the production team was still filming, so he stood still.

 

Unexpectedly, Yin Moshu lowered his head, but it lasted only a few seconds before he quickly moved away. The production team didn’t anticipate this, and with his hand covering the scene in the dim evening light, they couldn’t capture a clear image.

 

They were both amazed, excited, and frustrated.

 

So, did they just kiss? And how did it happen?

 

Yin Moshu had already been called away by the crew, while Gu Jinmian remained standing there. The director of photography, with a strong curiosity, continued to gaze at him, his eyes acting as a substitute for a light bulb illuminating the darkness of the film set.

 

Several cameras were almost poking at his face.

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

“What are you guys doing? It’s the end of the workday!”

 

The directors exchanged glances and simultaneously saw a term in each other’s eyes: embarrassment turning into anger.

 

Gu Jinmian took the lead in leaving the film set towards the hotel.

 

With the sky getting dim, Gu Jinmian walked alone on the quiet street, lost in thought as he strolled.

 

Seizing that moment, Yin Moshu recalled that they were still filming a love show and hadn’t hidden. He took advantage of the situation, leaned in, touched his tongue lightly, and then pulled away.

 

It was quick and gentle.

 

However, for Gu Jinmian, it felt like someone had touched a fragile and sensitive nerve.

 

His lips tingled, and as he wiped them, he noticed a red mark on his wrist.

 

He lightly tapped the mark, which, despite the gentleness of the touch, left a very visible impression.

 

Staring at the red mark on his wrist, Gu Jinmian received a message on his phone.

 

Yin Moshu: “It increased, your blush after a kiss.”

 

Gu Jinmian: “…?”

 

When did he blush?

 

Gu Jinmian: “Asking about the duration as soon as you come up, is that polite?”

 

Angrily, he placed his hands behind his back, ignoring the curious glances.

 

Little did he know, behind him, his personal director and the cameramen were capturing every move, recording the material.

 

That evening, they promptly sent the footage to the executive director and the post-production team.

 

The director and script writers were thrilled when they saw the material, and on the same night, they edited a teaser.

 

After taking a shower and having a nap, Gu Jinmian woke up to watch the teaser.

 

Having slept poorly that day, he dozed off as soon as he hit the bed, and it wasn’t until he woke up at 10:30 that he realized the teaser had already hit the hot search trends.

 

Gu Jinmian had a bad feeling about this.

 

The show seemed predictable to him; usually, they quickly release teasers with explosive or intriguing segments to attract viewers. Could it be that the teaser was about him and Yin Moshu kissing?

 

Not just that.

 

The video started with the familiar mechanical voice, “Why do couples fight?”

 

Then came their heated discussion about the pilot profession.

 

Gu Jinmian found their argument very serious and straightforward, but the barrage of comments took an unexpected turn.

 

[Wow, this scene in the video must be worth the money.]

 

[Facepalm, I really can’t tell that the young master is skilled.]

 

[Actually, I think a military uniform play would suit them best. The young master would love it. Later, he could counterattack as a school bully. If it fails, well, hehe.]

 

[Fuck, my face is all red from watching. You public figures, don’t openly… you know what I mean!]

 

Gu Jinmian: “???”

 

Mechanical Voice: “What to do after a fight?”

 

After dinner, as the sky gradually darkened, Yin Moshu suddenly placed his hand near Gu Jinmian’s face, lowered it for a few seconds, and then moved it away.

 

[Ah ah ah ah ah, did they kiss?!]

 

[Quick, give me the video from the opposite angle! Did I spend all that money for nothing?]

 

[Too fast, too fast, Yin Moshu, can you not? If not, let me do it (?)]

 

Mechanical Voice: “The state after a fight.”

 

On the dimly lit path under the night sky, Gu Jinmian walked alone, stopping every now and then. He would quickly wipe his mouth with his hand and then hurriedly place it behind him to continue walking.

 

[Relishing it?]

 

[Although short, the skills are good?]

 

[Gu Jinmian, the little young master quietly savoring the moment is too much.]

 

[Must be savoring it, ah ah ah, don’t savor it, come again and kiss @Yin Moshu.]

 

Gu Jinmian: “???”

 

He was about to talk to the director of the program when his director called.

 

“Sorry, sorry, Young Master Gu. I forgot to inform the director when we sent the material. The part after that was shot when you didn’t know about it.”

 

“Should we withdraw?”

 

“Would that help if we withdraw? Even if we withdraw, they’re still saying that I’m savoring Yin Moshu’s kiss!”

 

Director: “Isn’t that true?”

 

Gu Jinmian: “……”

 

As Gu Jinmian was about to reason with the director, he suddenly caught sight of Yin Moshu at the door.

 

Gu Jinmian remained silent for a while, and the director asked, “Why aren’t you talking? Okay, okay, you’re not savoring Yin Moshu’s kiss. Did I say something wrong?”

 

Gu Jinmian saw Yin Moshu and felt like the phone was a bit hot.

 

“Shut up!” Gu Jinmian hung up the phone.

 

“May I come in tonight?” Yin Moshu asked.

 

Since the crew of the Four Seasons program had arrived, they all had to share a room.

 

“If you want to sleep in the study, that’s fine too,” Gu Jinmian said, lying with his back turned.

 

Not long after, he felt Yin Moshu getting into bed, as if staring at him.

 

“Your ears are red again,” Yin Moshu said. “Probably…”

 

“Early adulthood,” Gu Jinmian interrupted him.

 

“Yeah,” Yin Moshu nodded. “You’ve become the co-pilot, so you must be of legal age.”

 

Gu Jinmian was still thinking about the legal age when Yin Moshu interrupted him again, “Captain, are you not much older than me? Would I be at a disadvantage then?”

 

Gu Jinmian: “???”

 

He really wanted to retaliate. In reality, he did seem to be about half a year older than the current Yin Moshu. Plus, the half year since he arrived…

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

“I guessed right, huh?” Yin Moshu clicked his tongue. “Mian Mian, are you an old man?”

 

Gu Jinmian: “???”

 

Who considers someone in their mid-twenties as an old man?

 

“What’s wrong with older men?” Gu Jinmian responded, playing along. “Don’t you know the advantages of having an older man?”

 

“Oh,” Yin Moshu lowered his tone a bit, “Should I find out?”

 

Gu Jinmian:, “…”

 

Late at night, adult conversations always tend to take a detour.

 

The strange competitive spirit in Gu Jinmian arose again; he felt he could outwit Yin Moshu even in this topic.

 

“Why don’t you scold ‘Stupid, He Bujin’, and I’ll let you know.”

 

Yin Moshu: “…..”

 

The night regained its rightful quietness.

 

Gu Jinmian heard a gentle rustle, and Yin Moshu lay down quietly without any other sound.

 

Gu Jinmian blinked and stopped speaking.

 

The atmosphere between them had become lively, but as usual, whenever He Bujin was mentioned, it took a downturn.

 

He Bujin, that dog.

 

Gu Jinmian scolded him again in his heart.

 

Don’t get close to He Bujin, it’ll only bring misfortune.

 

As Gu Jinmian was venting his frustration, Yin Moshu suddenly inserted something soft into his ear, “I have to wake up at four in the morning for an early shoot. Sleep with earplugs on.”

With one ear plugged, Gu Jinmian pressed the other against the pillow, his voice was muffled and unclear, “Shooting with Zhou Jun.”

 

Yin Moshu’s movements paused for a moment, and he seemed to make a sound.

 

Gu Jinmian couldn’t discern the emotion in his voice, and only felt his fingers tracing the contours of his ear, a bit itchy and tingling. “Don’t use words to poke at me, you’ve already gained an advantage, no need to act cute.”

 

Gu Jinmian: “What advantage?”

 

Yin Moshu didn’t say anything, and after a while, he said something that seemed unrelated, “You’ve read the book, and know everything about me, yet I don’t even know your name.”

 

“My name? It’s Gu Jinmian.” Gu Jinmian replied.

 

Yin Moshu handed him the other earplug, said nothing more, and turned over to sleep.

 

There’s such a long distance between people.

 

Gu Jinmian: “…?”

 

Is there such a generation gap at just one year old?