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

Seated in a wheelchair, with a pair of typical phoenix eyes—slender and without a hint of a smile. The thin eyelids stretched tight, creating a cool and stern expression.

 

When Gu Jinmian saw those eyes smiling, the corners of those eyes that were slightly lifted, exuded a nonchalant and teasing demeanor that was hard to look away from.

 

He noticed a smile that only he could see, one that was so mischievous it made him want to scold him yet also made him want to be forever captivated.

 

He was caught off guard and realized that everyone in the room was looking at him, the one person standing while everyone else was seated.

 

Gu Jinmian saw Manager Peng Minghui glaring at him, almost to the point of muscle spasms. He quickly sat down, his brain buzzing.

 

He didn’t really listen to whoever was speaking; instead, he kept glancing at the front.

 

Inside the book, Yin Moshu sent him a photo, saying that this was how he looked in reality, just with a bit more sharpness in his brows and eyes.

 

It couldn’t exactly be called sharpness; as an actor, Yin Moshu often had intense and bold expressions. While the front part of his face looked fierce, there was also a cool and aloof vibe, and his expressions had a significant impact on the entire scene.

 

Standing up… he looked like a big shot.

 

A text message popped up on his phone.

 

Peng Minghui: “What the… that’s not something you can handle!”

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

He rubbed his face. Even though he wasn’t familiar with the intricacies of the top leaders in the conglomerate and didn’t pay much attention to the gossip and conflicts within wealthy families, he knew that occupying that position was definitely not simple.

 

So, is this really He Shumo?

 

Is “He Shumo” his super-duper top boss?

 

In the book, Gu Jinmian asked Yin Moshu, why didn’t they learn to inherit the family business from Bai Qirui and instead became an actor? He thought the reason was that being an author or actor was simpler. But what did Yin Moshu say about this?

 

Inheriting Bai Qiruis family business is not challenging.

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

He rubbed his face again.

 

At times, he felt that being an author would bring in millions in copyright fees, while he, a pilot with a monthly salary of fifty to sixty thousand, hadn’t earned as much even with the interest from his family’s investments. How could he comfort himself?

 

He had money in his family.

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

Good guy, Bujin, Moshu, so it’s this!

 

He still felt bad that he had returned half of the money smashed by him in Jinjiang.

 

Gu Jinmian was now completely bewildered.

 

Inside the book, Yin Moshu was the character name and He Bujin is the pen name. Moreover, since he rarely showed up and X Airlines, whose center was far beyond the board of directors, had never appeared at all, Gu Jinmian didn’t connect him with the He family.

 

Because subconsciously, he perceived him as someone unable to work due to his legs, someone who had to work multiple jobs as a novelist. If he returned to the real world, he would need to protect and take care of him.

 

Generally, one wouldn’t think that every member of the conglomerate’s board would update novels every day, writing for two or three years.

 

He couldn’t hear the other reports, and couldn’t help but stare at him under the manager’s glare.

 

When he auditioned for the second film with Director Lin, Yin Moshu played a refined and defeated character. Gu Jinmian always felt like he was being teased. Yin Moshu said he wanted him to adapt, but in reality, he leaned towards this type.

 

Gu Jinmian felt there was an issue with his self-awareness.

 

It couldn’t be said to be a refined and defeated character.

 

Clearly, it was a completely irresistible abstinent type.

 

Sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a suit that made him look thin, his facial features calm and cool while speaking. Below the straight nose, the thin lips seemed slightly pursed, and even the Adam’s apple, against the backdrop of a pristine shirt, gave off a cold and distant ‘sexual’ feeling.

 

Gu Jinmian widened his eyes, wondering if there was also a small mole on his face.

 

Suddenly, the person in front lowered his head, covering his face with his hand. His hand was large, and his face, along with the Adam’s apple, was hidden.

 

Gu Jinmian could only regretfully retract his gaze.

 

Although there were slight differences, the gap between identity and imagination was immense. But Gu Jinmian could confirm that this was “Shumo,” and also Yin Moshu.

 

It’s just that, why is it always him for him, but not even a single glance for him?

 

Gu Jinmian touched his face, it was almost no different from the book. It should even be better, after all, he didn’t have facial paralysis.

 

He was the pilot most loved by flight attendants.

 

“Gu Jinmian! Gu Jinmian!”

 

While Gu Jinmian was touching his face, Peng Minghui was busy smiling at the leader and fiercely calling him.

 

“It’s your turn, stand up and share your experiences working at X Airlines.”

 

Gu Jinmian: “…….”

 

He still had to stand up and answer questions.

 

Peng Minghui, with a trembling heart, was in charge of their section. He knew Gu Jinmian very well; his professional competence was unquestionable, but it was his personality and mouth…

 

If it weren’t for the direct call, he wouldn’t have let Gu Jinmian attend this kind of meeting. He would have chosen someone smooth and sophisticated.

 

He feared Gu Jinmian’s straightforwardness, worried that he might start criticizing various issues in front of this person.

 

As Gu Jinmian spoke, everyone’s attention naturally turned to him. Even Shumo lifted his eyelids and gave him a subtle glance.

 

Just one glance, quickly withdrawn as if it never happened, lowering his gaze to the documents in his hands.

 

Gu Jinmian cleared his throat and said, “I think it’s excellent. The work is easy and flexible, and the benefits are good. It must be because of the good leadership.”

 

“……”

 

The manager was concerned about his straightforwardness and wanted him to say something positive, but was this flattery a bit too blatant?

 

As everyone applauded, Bai Yuxin’s assistant whispered to him, “Not coming out, he’s unexpectedly like this.”

 

Thinking he wasn’t heard over the applause, he was surprised as he lifted his head and found Shumo staring at him expressionlessly.

 

“……”

 

The assistant was terrified, fearing that any moment he might receive a notice to stay here and work on the ground.

 

The meeting ended in a blur, with both employee representatives and leaders being vague and Gu Jinmian, needless to say, feeling even more bewildered.

 

What made him more upset was that Shumo didn’t say a word to him before leaving.

 

Moreover, it seemed like he didn’t pay much attention to him throughout the whole process?

 

Gu Jinmian: “?”

 

As he was about to follow, the manager stopped him, “Xiao Gu, you did well today, but you need to be more serious during meetings, can’t just mess around.”

 

As a humble worker, Gu Jinmian could only nod and listen. Fortunately, as he stepped out, he saw Shumo and the others coming out of an office, heading for the elevator.

 

The wheelchair pusher, who looked remarkably like Bai Xinyu, raised an awkward face and said, “Uncle, why aren’t you wearing glasses today?”

 

Gu Jinmian: “?”

 

He bizarrely isn’t wearing glasses to imitate him right?

 

They were about to enter the elevator, and Gu Jinmian hurried to catch up.

 

The meeting had just ended, and many people were heading to the elevator. It was evident that the elevator used by the exclusive high-level executives was coming smoothly and quickly.

 

Earlier, without Bujin, Gu Jinmian wouldn’t have bothered getting on this elevator. But now that Shumo was present, Gu Jinmian squeezed his way in.

 

Peng Minghui came out just in time to witness this scene. He couldn’t believe it, he had just praised him, how could he lack foresight like this!

 

Oh well, he wouldn’t be the one being thrown out later anyway!

 

The assistant in the elevator still remembered the glance he received during the meeting. He was thinking of taking the opportunity to showcase himself, and here it was.

 

“Excuse me, this elevator isn’t for you. Please take another one,” he said, attempting to pull Gu Jinmian out. At the moment his hand reached for Gu Jinmian, he felt a terrifying gaze locking onto him.

 

Under Shumo’s cold and indifferent gaze, the assistant fearfully withdrew his hand.

 

In the midst of everyone’s astonished stares, Gu Jinmian successfully rode the elevator.

 

After the elevator doors closed, the space felt much smaller, and even the air seemed a bit stagnant, thick with silence.

 

Bai Yuxin and his assistant stood stiffly, not moving or saying a word.

 

Because it was well-known that this person didn’t like noise.

 

Gu Jinmian was different, he took a step and stood in front of Shumo. After a moment, he blinked and directly asked him, “Why aren’t you talking to me?”

 

“…..”

 

The assistant’s face showed a serious expression, almost unable to contain his tension.

 

Who do you think you are? Does the director have to talk to you!

 

Shumo lifted his head, nonchalantly asking, “Say what?”

 

His voice was similar to the one inside the book, with a slightly colder texture.

 

No, what say what?

 

Deny responsibility and play dumb, huh?

 

Like anyone would fall for that.

 

Gu Jinmian also remained silent, but he continued to play dumb.

 

A low-key car was parked in front of the door. This car seemed to be custom-made, accommodating a wheelchair. Bai Yuxin was about to push the wheelchair, but the person sitting in it stood up and walked slowly to the car.

 

Gu Jinmian felt immense joy seeing him stand up and walk. As soon as he settled into the car, Gu Jinmian squeezed in and sat beside him.

 

“……”

 

Bai Yuxin and his assistant came in the same car as Shumo. The driver served as both a driver and a bodyguard and couldn’t be replaced. With two people already in the back, only the passenger seat remained.

 

Bai Yuxin sat down quickly, with a stern expression.

 

Assistant: “…”

 

He could only drive behind them.

 

The car smoothly moved along the road. The two in the front seemed indifferent, but their ears were perked up.

 

Shumo said, “Where’s home? I’ll drop you off first.”

 

Gu Jinmian replied, “Wherever your home is, that’s where my home is.”

 

Bai Yuxin: “…”

 

Driver: “…”

 

Please give clear instructions on where to go?

 

This peculiar young man left them puzzled, not only with the cramped car situation but also with his ambiguous and strange words.

 

What’s even stranger was that Bujin not only didn’t kick him out but he also didn’t get angry. Previously, many starlets who tried to hitch a ride were thrown out—literally. The driver was quite experienced in that regard.

 

Now, he couldn’t help but glance at the rearview mirror, wondering what kind of mythical being this person was. And at this moment, he was startled, his pupils shaking.

 

Not only was he teasing with words, but also with actions! Touching the leg, no less. That was frightening.

 

Gu Jinmian gently touched Shumo’s leg, his eyes filled with tenderness. With a muffled voice, he asked, “Does it hurt to stand up and walk?”

 

Shumo’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. “No.”

 

He answered, but his facial expression remained cold.

 

Gu Jinmian blinked. Inside the book, Yin Moshu didn’t like to discuss the real world. In Gu Jinmian’s eyes, he had always been confident and powerful, but there was a certain aspect where he didn’t understand, it was the particular lack of confidence.

 

This lack of confidence stemmed from the real world.

 

There was now a subtle sense of unfamiliarity between the two of them.

 

Gu Jinmian also lacked experience. He remembered that during a night chat in his college dormitory where a guy mentioned that after being apart for a long time, even meeting a girlfriend could feel a bit awkward, and a kiss could ease that sense of unfamiliarity.

 

Gu Jinmian stared at Shumo, licked his lips, and half stood up to lower the privacy screen. He was about to take action when the car suddenly stopped.

 

Driver: “We’ve arrived.”

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

How could it be so fast!

 

He could only sit back dejectedly and said, “Are you testing me?”

 

He was quite certain that this was He Shumo, that this was Yin Moshu. Even though there might be slight differences, the feeling was the same. He was the one he loved, the one he married.

 

When he acted so indifferent, the only thing Gu Jinmian could think of was testing or probing.

 

Shumo opened his mouth, and a crack appeared in his indifferent expression, revealing a hint of subtle confusion and entanglement. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

Gu Jinmian was stunned for a moment, hit as if by a thunderbolt.

 

He suddenly thought of another possibility: Inside the book, when Shumo returned, the world disappeared like a dream, and he didn’t remember anything.

 

Shumo had already exited the car, standing outside.

 

If he had forgotten, he would just be a stranger, and squeezing into the elevator and the car would be too shameless.

 

Gu Jinmian felt embarrassed and panicked with hindsight.

 

No!

 

“Why did you allow me to take the car!”

 

Yin Moshu, who was written according to himself, had a strong sense of personal space, which could also be likely true in reality, and found it challenging to accept strangers entering.

 

Shumo sighed. “Did you go to Quayang Second Primary School in elementary school? Do you remember the big brother in the park at that time?”

 

Gu Jinmian: “…..”

 

He struggled in despair. “Then why have a meeting like this at eight in the morning and ask me to come? Isn’t it deliberate?”

 

Shumo’s indifferent expression froze for a moment. He stood rigidly, restrained himself, and looked at Gu Jinmian sincerely. “I saw your photo, name, and resume in the employee records last night and couldn’t wait to meet you. I apologize.”

 

Gu Jinmian: “…”

 

Shumo hesitated, as if wanting to say more.

 

Gu Jinmian, still sitting in the car, went to the driver’s side and supported Shumo, perhaps afraid his legs couldn’t stand for long.

 

Gu Jinmian suddenly remembered. Not only did he squeeze into the elevator and the car, but he also touched Shumo’s leg and almost kissed him!

 

No wonder Shumo tensed up so much when he almost kissed him.

 

Gu Jinmian felt like shouting at the sky. He had come back with the same identity, why was social death still revolving around him!