Global Best Actor: Starting with Picking Up Attributes in America

"Chen Xun, are you asleep?"

It's Christine's voice.

It was lighter than usual, with a slight tremor.

Chen Xun turned off the water, grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around himself, walked to the door, but didn't open it immediately:

"Not yet, is something wrong?"

There was a few seconds of silence outside the door, then the voices lowered even further, almost like whispers:

"I'm having trouble sleeping. Those images keep replaying in my mind. Could you come sit down for a bit, just... talk to me?"

Chen Xun could understand.

Having experienced something like that, being alone in an empty room, the darkness does indeed amplify the fear.

He glanced at his still-dripping hair and his body, which was only wrapped in a bath towel:

"I just took a shower and I'm not wearing any clothes."

"...It's okay."

Christine paused, then said, "Just throw on any clothes you like!"

Chen Xun quickly dried himself off, put on a T-shirt and sweatpants, his hair still dripping wet, and opened the hidden door.

Christine's room was messier than his, which suited her casual style.

She didn't turn on the main light, only leaving a dim reading lamp by the bedside.

She curled up in the middle of the huge bed, hugging a pillow, her face still somewhat pale in the dim light.

She stared at Chen Xun's dripping hair, momentarily stunned:

"Your hair isn't dry!"

"I came out as soon as I heard you knocking."

Chen Xun sat down on a single sofa not far from the bed: "Still scared?"

Christine nodded and buried her chin in the pillow:

"The moment I close my eyes, all I see is the muzzle of a gun and the image of that person falling!"

She paused, then looked at Chen Xun: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid!"

Chen Xun spoke frankly: "But it's all in the past now, we're safe!"

His voice was deep, and he was relaxed after taking a shower, his breathing was steady.

Christine seemed to sense the calming aura emanating from Chen Xun, and she gradually relaxed as well.

[Christine's affection level +4, current affection level: 79]

"How did you manage to do that?"

"So fast! Just like in the movies!"

Christine couldn't help but ask.

"Chinese Kung Fu!"

Chen Xun was just joking.

Christine's lips curved into a smile.

"I'm hungry!"

Christine suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a hint of coquettish grievance that she herself was unaware of:

"I didn't eat much tonight, and now my stomach feels really empty."

Chen Xun also felt his stomach was empty.

"What's edible in the kitchen?"

"I don't know, maybe potato chips or oatmeal?"

Christine wasn't very confident.

Chen Xun stood up: "I'll go take a look."

He rummaged through the kitchen and found an unopened bag of potato chips and two bottles of mineral water.

Chen Xun returned to his room.

He remembered taking several packs of instant noodles he bought from Koreatown in his bag when he moved.

Since moving here, my assistant has been arranging my meals every day, and I haven't had a chance to eat!

I checked, and sure enough, it was still there.

Take it to the kitchen, turn on the stove, boil water to cook the noodles, and add two eggs!

Christine followed him out out of curiosity and was somewhat surprised to see Chen Xun busy in the kitchen:

"Chen Xun, you can cook?"

Chen Xun's lips twitched slightly.

He was too embarrassed to say that cooking instant noodles doesn't count as cooking where we're from!

The noodles were cooked quickly, and Chen Xun added some sesame oil!

Fortunately, he had stayed here for quite some time and had prepared some seasonings in his spare time; otherwise, there would have been nowhere to buy them in the middle of the night.

Instant noodles without sesame oil are soulless!

Two steaming bowls of noodles were placed on the table. Chen Xun took a pair of chopsticks and gave Christine a fork.

"It smells so good!"

Christine closed her eyes and took a deep breath, completely absorbed in the aroma of instant noodles.

Seeing Christine's naive and unworldly demeanor, Chen Xun felt too embarrassed to mention that he used to eat so many noodles that he threw up when he was an extra!

Huff~

Huff~

Both of them were starving and didn't care about their appearance at the moment.

Eat noodles with gusto!

hiccup~

Before Chen Xun had finished eating, Christine had already drunk all the soup!

She covered her mouth, looking at Chen Xun somewhat embarrassed.

Chen Xun smiled and continued eating his noodles.

After eating the noodles, my body felt warm and my mind was much more relaxed.

The two leaned back on the sofa, and their conversation began to shift from instant noodles to some trivial daily matters.

Christine asked him what he had done at the University of Southern California, and Chen Xun gave a brief mention, without going into detail about dropping out.

Chen Xun then asked her some questions about her experiences making independent films in the early days.

As we chatted, drowsiness gradually crept in.

It was already very late at night.

"I'm going to sleep!"

Chen Xun stood up, feeling like he could barely keep his eyes open.

Christine yawned and nodded.

Chen Xun walked down the stairs in a daze and returned to the corridor where his room was located.

His brain was so exhausted that it almost stopped functioning, and he was acting entirely on muscle memory.

He habitually pushed open the door closest to the stairs.

He walked through the door to Christine's master bedroom, went straight to the large, comfortable-looking bed, and threw himself onto it.

He lost consciousness almost instantly.

He is so tired!

He was so tired that he forgot this wasn't his guest room with only one bed, and he also forgot about the hidden door connecting the two areas.

After a while, Christine, having finished washing up, also came down the stairs and returned to the master bedroom.

She was startled when she saw someone already lying on the bed, but then recognized Chen Xun.

She was stunned.

How did he end up here?

He even slept in her bed?

Several thoughts flashed through her mind:

Was he doing it on purpose?

Finally, they couldn't resist crossing the line?

No, judging from his appearance, he seems to have lost consciousness from exhaustion.

Chen Xun looked completely unguarded and even a little docile while he was asleep!

He was completely different from the person who calmly fought back against the assailant.

Most importantly, he clearly had the opportunity, but he did nothing; he just fell asleep.

This guy is definitely gay!

Everything makes sense now!

Christine stood by the bed, her feelings complicated.

She found that she didn't dislike it, and even felt a little inexplicably at ease.

With the person who had just saved her life lying next to her, it seemed that some of those terrible images were indeed dispelled.

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not wake him or go to sleep in the guest room.

She quietly climbed onto the bed from the other side, trying not to touch him, and pulled part of the blanket over herself.

Strangely, Chen Xun's presence made her completely relax.

She turned to the side, looking at Chen Xun's blurry silhouette in the darkness, and inexplicably found him attractive.

[Christine's affection level +3, current affection level: 82]

……

Chen Xun felt like he had a long and chaotic dream.

The dream was filled with warm touches, rapid breathing, and some blush-inducing moments.

It's unbelievably real!

He opened his eyes groggily, and the first thing he saw was the ceiling with its exquisite relief carvings.

It wasn't the simple, flat ceiling of his guest room.

The next second, he felt the warmth and softness in his arms.

He suddenly lowered his head.

Christine was curled up in his arms, fast asleep.

Her blonde hair was spread out on the pillow, a few strands brushing against his chin, making him feel a little itchy.

Most importantly, neither of them was wearing clothes.

The blanket only covered her waist, revealing her smooth shoulders and back and his own chest.

Chen Xun's brain went blank for three seconds.