Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

In the early morning, the dazzling overhead lights in the tavern's private room poured onto the tiled floor. The lights intertwined and burst forth with countless colorful neon lights, illuminating the entire room in a dreamlike and enchanting way.

An Han sat languidly at the table, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders. The television screen in front of her, now a blank white display, accentuated the desolation of the place...

She casually reached out her right hand, picked up the bottle opener on the table, and tapped open a bottle of beer specially mixed with a touch of Purple Star—golden liquid, carrying a large amount of fine white foam, gushed out of the bottle and quickly flowed onto her hand.

An Han didn't care about this at all, and didn't even look down at it. Instead, she put the bottle to her lips, tilted her head back, and gulped down the wine.

Xiao Ke, already completely drunk and unconscious, leaned limply against An Han's knees, making even, soft breathing sounds.

The table in front of them was piled high with all sorts of beer bottles, forming a dense barrier. This made An Han, who was already in a bad mood, even more annoyed. She frowned, raised her long, straight legs, and swept them forcefully. The beer bottles immediately rolled off the table like bowling balls that had gone out of control, making a crisp and loud "crash" sound, with glass shards and leftover beer flying everywhere.

"Mmm..." A lazy moan came from beneath her, and Xiao Ke, who was fast asleep, turned over. Sensing An Han's movement, she groggily opened her still sleepy eyes and looked up at her.

"Go to sleep." Seeing this, An Han gently pressed Xiao Ke's head back down.

But she deliberately hugged An Han, muttering to herself, "Sister Han... don't force me to drink... I really can't take it anymore."

Hearing her say that, An Han muttered with dissatisfaction, "You're such an incompetent secretary... How can you get drunk before your boss?" At this point, An Han was clearly out of her mind, and her words became incoherent.

Without realizing it, the beer bottle, which had only been opened a short while ago, was already empty. Looking at this scene, Xiao Ke's last shred of reason told her that if she continued drinking like this, something bad would definitely happen.

"You can't drink anymore, you'll get alcohol poisoning!" Xiao Ke forcefully snatched the bottle from An Han's hand. Then she tried to sit up straight so that the other person could listen to her properly.

"It's just a man, Sister Han. You're so beautiful, the men who want to date you could probably stretch from the south of the city to the north!" With that, she casually tossed the wine bottle aside and grabbed An Han's slender, delicate hand.

"A powerful and beautiful woman like Sister Han, which man could resist her?"

However, due to the excessive force of the pull, An Han lost her balance and staggered forward, almost falling to the ground.

"Xiao Ke... wants to eat a belt?" An Han raised her eyebrows and pressed the other person down firmly on the sofa.

"Sister Han, you're deliberately making things difficult for me. We agreed that I would be doing odd jobs and writing materials for you, but you've turned me into a hostess..." Although Xiao Ke complained like this, her rosy cheeks didn't lie, and anyone who saw her could see through her true thoughts at a glance.

Seeing her show weakness, An Han's playful side was aroused. She raised her hand and slowly grabbed Xiao Ke's shoulder, while bringing her lips close to Xiao Ke's ear and whispering, "Hey... little cutie, tell me, who's better, me or Zhao Lin?" As she spoke, An Han's face revealed an undisguised arrogance.

"Um... I don't know." Xiao Ke pouted, turned her head away, and muttered her answer in a low voice.

"Don't play dumb." An Han narrowed her eyes slightly, pinched her delicate chin with her fingers, and turned her head back with a little force. At this moment, the two were so close that they could feel each other's warm breath.

“There’s a reward for answering correctly, and for answering incorrectly—” An Han deliberately dragged out the last syllable, a faint smile playing on her lips. However, before she could finish, Xiao Ke’s clear, melodious voice rang out: “Of course, Sister Han is the best!”

The girl's eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Upon hearing this response, An Han was taken aback at first, but then she could no longer contain her joy and burst out laughing.

"Your lips... they really are as sweet as honey." She reached out and gently touched Xiao Ke's moist lips, her eyes full of doting affection.

Then, An Han tilted her head slightly, took a deep sniff of the perfume scent in the air, and deliberately moved a few steps away from Xiao Ke. Her disheveled hair swayed wildly with her movements. And so, An Han stumbled towards the door of the private room.

Seeing this, Xiao quickly propped himself up, his body limp, and stared at her receding figure with a puzzled expression.

An Han, who had reached the door, suddenly stopped and hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "I have a villa on the outskirts of the city that has been vacant for a long time..."

Her voice sounded conflicted, yet An Han never turned to face Xiao Ke. However, the meaning behind her words was almost palpable, clearly written on her delicate face.

Xiao Ke knew exactly what An Han was thinking. She quickly scrambled up from the sofa, her movements surprisingly a far cry from her earlier drunken state. With her hands behind her back, she strode over to An Han and asked sweetly, "But Sister Han, I have to go to work tomorrow, what should I do?"

An Han smiled bitterly to herself and reached out to push open the tightly closed door to leave. Suddenly, a hand darted out from the side, accurately grabbing the back of An Han's hand and holding it tightly.

For the stubborn An Han, taking a hard line in kind would only make things worse. This seemingly gentle woman possesses an incredibly strong will and principles; once her bottom line is crossed, no one can easily sway her. Therefore, to deal with her, one must first learn to humble oneself and coax her, carefully protecting her proud heart.

"Don't turn on me so quickly, Sister Han. I'll take the day off tomorrow and stay with you, okay?" Knowing that things would turn out this way, Xiao Ke chose to admit defeat first.

"Call a car," An Han said calmly.

Is Xiao Ke, such a seemingly simple and ordinary girl, really as simple as she appears on the surface?

The ride-hailing car sped along the road, the journey across the city seeming rather long. An Han sat inside, perhaps exhausted from the previous night's revelry, or perhaps due to the combined effects of alcohol and staying up all night, her mental state was extremely poor. Before long, she succumbed to drowsiness, slowly closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the car finally arrived at its destination. Xiao Ke helped An Han out of the car, and the moment she touched the ground, she no longer cared about her basic image, bent over and vomited all over the roadside.

In the early hours of the morning in Shenzhen, the sun had just begun to peek over the horizon, painting the sky a hazy gray-white. The streets on the outskirts of the city were deserted, with only a few early risers hurrying by.

The wind blowing was exceptionally cold.

After all the commotion, An Han finally returned to a familiar place. Over the past few days, she had successfully used this farce to completely disappear from everyone's sight. This unplanned disappearance performance had even kept the astute Karl completely in the dark. Now, she no longer needed to deal with those chaotic and complicated matters; she could simply be an ordinary person.

Facing the empty room, she took off her heavy coat and tossed it casually onto a chair. She was left wearing only a simple turtleneck sweater. She walked to the bed and sat down heavily.

Xiao Ke lay on the other end of the bed, turning to look at her.

The pale gray curtains were slightly lifted by a corner...

"What are you thinking about?" A pair of arms quietly wrapped around An Han's waist, and the girl's delicate forehead pressed against her back.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about something." For some reason, ever since she stepped into this room, An Han had seemed rather melancholy.

Seeing this, Xiao Ke's hand slowly climbed upwards, gradually approaching An Han's neck. Finally, it touched the edge of her collar and, through the gap in the collar, silently slipped inside and hooked the bullet tied around her neck.

It symbolizes not only darkness and shame, but also a past that is too painful to recall.

"Don't do that..." An Han's body trembled violently upon feeling Xiao Ke's actions, and a strong sense of shame instantly filled her heart.

An Han instinctively grabbed her wandering hand.

"Relax, boss~ Isn't this just part of my job?" With that, she applied a little more pressure to make the necklace adhere even more tightly to An Han's skin.

The situation has completely reversed. An Han, who had been in a dominant position, is now like prey caught in a trap, being manipulated at will by the weaker Xiao Ke.

"Don't you... want to understand me at all?" She leaned closer to An Han's lips with a half-smile, not even bothering to use the proper form of address. At this moment, all pretense and masks had been removed, leaving only her most authentic and naked self.

An Han has always presented a strong image, but as her exterior was peeled away layer by layer, An Han felt as if she had lost everything and truly had nothing left.

"We are all broken, and all that so-called strength is just a thin shell. Since that's the case, shouldn't the vulnerable like us lean on each other and keep each other warm? An Han?" Xiao Ke's voice echoed softly in the dim light, carrying a deep allure. Sometime during the night, her eyes, which had always appeared weak and helpless, suddenly became sharp and intelligent.

"Well--"

Before An Han could speak, Xiao Ke pushed her down and sealed her mouth shut.

A strong gust of wind swept in, tearing at the curtains in the room and wildly blowing through their hair and bodies. But at this moment, what truly unsettled An Han was not the wind, but Xiao Ke's passionate kiss and her strong arms tightly embracing her.

An Han's heart, which was originally as calm as still water, was suddenly rippled with waves, and she gradually lost her original peace and composure.

Unable to escape the ebb and flow of the waves...