Peninsula: The sharp-tongued producer is forced to work.

Chapter 10 You're dreaming about rewriting my song, you're hopeless.

(I was too busy yesterday to update, sorry!)

When Tian Xiaojuan helped Liu Yu stumble and pushed open the dormitory door with her shoulder, the lights in the living room were still on.

Song Yuqi, dressed in loose pajamas and holding half a half-eaten duck neck, stared dumbfounded at the visually shocking scene at the door.

"Holy crap..." Song Yuqi almost dropped the duck neck she was eating. Pointing at the drooping heavy object on Tian Xiaojuan's shoulder, her voice rose three octaves, "Big sister! You really brought him to the dorm?! Is this kidnapping or a wedding robbery?!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Come and take it!" Tian Xiaojuan's face was flushed red, and beads of sweat glistened on her forehead under the light. "This guy looks thin, but he's as heavy as a pig!"

Although Song Yuqi complained, she acted quickly, rushing forward and grabbing Liu Yu from the other side. Together, they finally managed to throw Liu Yu onto the sofa in the living room, like lifting a pig.

"Huff...huff..." Tian Xiaojuan collapsed onto the single sofa next to her, panting heavily. "I'm exhausted."

Song Yuqi dusted off her hands and looked at Tian Xiaojuan with a ridiculous expression: "Wait, Comrade Tian Xiaojuan, what on earth are you thinking? Take him back to his house! Don't you know his house code? That place is practically your second home, why did you bring him back? Are you planning to have the whole regiment watch you 'commit the crime'?"

"You don't know anything!" Tian Xiaojuan glared at her angrily. "I saw several suspicious sasaeng fans over there just now. What if I carried him back to his house and got photographed? Bringing him back to the dorm, at least you guys can cover for me."

"I've never seen you afraid of being photographed before. Didn't you say 'it's all clean and innocent between buddies'?" Song Yuqi glanced at her, a knowing smirk on her face. "I think you're planning to take advantage of the situation before you manage to get your hands on those IZ*ONE girls, right?"

"Song Yuqi, do you have a death wish?!"

The argument between the two quickly alerted the other people in the dormitory.

Xu Suizhen walked out of the room wearing a coat and calmly raised an eyebrow when she saw Liu Yu on the sofa.

Zhao Meiyan rubbed her sleepy eyes, exclaimed "Oh my!" upon seeing Liu Yu, then quickly woke up, her eyes blazing with gossip.

Minnie and Yeh Shuhua followed suit, and the six of them quickly formed a circle, staring wide-eyed at Liu Yu, who was fast asleep on the sofa.

"This guy's drinking manners are really good." Ye Shuhua squatted down by the sofa and curiously poked Liu Yu's cheek. "He didn't throw up or make a fuss, he just fell asleep like that? Like a giant doll."

"Don't move him. He's very alert when he's asleep. Be careful, he might subconsciously give you a chokehold." Song Yuqi explained from the side, "This guy once tried to cover him with a blanket when he fell asleep in the studio, and he almost killed him as if he were an assassin."

Xu Suizhen sighed as she looked at Tian Xiaojuan's guilty yet stubborn expression. She sat down next to her and said softly, "Xiaojuan, why don't you take the initiative? Keeping her hanging like this isn't a good thing, or you'll make yourself sick. I think Miyeon unnie is right, those IZ*ONE girls are no pushovers."

Tian Xiaojuan lowered her head and muttered softly, "What's the point of taking the initiative... What if I confess and we can't even be friends anymore? You all know his temper, he's a total straight man, all he cares about is the audio tracks and post-production. If I tell him, he'll probably revoke my Korean teacher's license tomorrow."

"You just lack confidence in yourself." Zhao Meiyan leaned closer, her tone serious. "Xiaojuan, you're a famous producer now, the soul of (G)I-DLE, you're very charming."

"Charm?" Tian Xiaojuan laughed self-deprecatingly, touching her face. "What charm do I have compared to those long-legged beauties? Alright, alright, everyone go back to your rooms and sleep! We have practice tomorrow, stop staring here, he's not a monkey in a zoo."

Under Tian Xiaojuan's forceful expulsion, the members, though their faces clearly saying "I haven't seen enough," gradually returned to their rooms. Before leaving, Song Yuqi turned back and made a face: "Sis, remember to review your basic physiological knowledge, don't waste your time!"

"Get out!" Tian Xiaojuan grabbed a cushion and threw it at him.

The living room finally quieted down.

Tian Xiaojuan turned off the main light, leaving only a wall lamp, but then felt the light was still too bright, so she turned off the wall lamp as well.

The moonlight of the night streamed into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, carpeting the floor with a layer of silver.

Tian Xiaojuan slowly squatted down beside the sofa, resting her chin on her hands, and observed Liu Yu closely.

When drunk, Liu Yu lost his usual sharp tongue and indifference. His breathing was light, carrying a faint smell of liquor and the aroma of roasted meat, which blended into a scent that gave Tian Xiaojuan a strange sense of peace.

"idiot……"

Tian Xiaojuan scolded softly, her voice so sweet it sounded like she was being coquettish.

"If you were a little smarter in matters of the heart, even just one percent as smart as you are when you're tuning your instrument, I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble to carry you back."

She reached out and hovered in mid-air, wanting to touch the tip of his nose, but stopped a few centimeters away.

That deep-seated inferiority complex was like an invisible wall. In the world of music, she was a queen who controlled everything, but in front of Liu Yu, she always felt like that little girl who hid in the basement and cried because of her appearance. It was this man who gave her a microphone at that time and told her, "If you're not good-looking, use your voice to deafen others."

"Liu Yu, what are you really thinking?"

She looked at him; Liu Yu appeared somewhat cold in the moonlight, like a block of ice that could not be warmed.

"Is it because we're too familiar that you're hesitant to make a move? Or do you really only see me as a 'buddy'?"

Tian Xiaojuan sighed and resignedly stood up, going to the bathroom to wring out a warm towel. She clumsily but gently wiped Liu Yu's face and hands, as if she were handling a fragile piece of porcelain.

When the towel touched Liu Yu's lips, he suddenly frowned and uttered a muffled murmur.

"Xiao Juan... that... bass... lower it a little more..."

Tian Xiaojuan was stunned, then let out a bitter laugh.

"You're dreaming about rewriting my songs, you're hopeless."

She put the towel away and then carefully carried a light blanket out of the room and covered him with it.

After doing all this, she didn't go back to her room, but sat down on the sofa, leaning her back against it and tilting her head back slightly.

Her eyes shone brightly in the darkness.

"It's okay even if it doesn't stand up." She remembered Song Yuqi's words, her cheeks slightly flushed in the darkness. "At least for this moment, you're in my home."

This humble yet domineering possessiveness gave her a twisted sense of satisfaction.

A gentle breeze blew through the window, and (G)I-DLE's dormitory fell into a deep sleep.

And so, Tian Xiaojuan stayed by the sofa, and slowly closed her eyes as the giant pendant's even breathing accompanies her.

Since I don't dare to confess, let's leave it at that for now.

As long as you're still within my reach, as long as you haven't been lured away by those pretty girls.

Goodnight, you idiot sound engineer.