Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

Song Shu caught up with Lin Feng, Guo Lin, and Sun Ting.

She walked quickly, and the hem of her trench coat was blown up by the mountain wind.

His cheeks were flushed from running too fast or from some kind of emotional fluctuation.

"You guys walk pretty fast."

Guo Lin laughed: "You're just slow, you've figured it out?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "I've figured it out" and raised the final syllable.

Song Shu coughed lightly and raised her hand to tidy her wind-blown hair:

"You're such a good friend!"

She said this with a resigned helplessness in her tone, as if she had finally admitted something.

Guo Lin smiled, leaned close to her ear, and whispered:

"To put it bluntly, you might even kneel down and thank me in the future."

Her breath brushed against Song Shu's ear, and a warm sensation emanated from her ear.

Song Shu didn't reply, but quickened her pace and walked forward.

However, the blush on her ears was clearly visible under the streetlights.

Just then, a photographer walked over.

The man was wearing a multi-pocketed photography vest.

He had two cameras hanging around his neck, one telephoto and one prime lens.

He was holding a stabilizer in his hand, which clearly indicated that he made short videos.

"Handsome men and beautiful women."

I am a street photographer and a self-media creator.

Can I take a picture of you?

You can check out my Douyin account.

As he spoke, he handed over the phone screen.

The above is an account with one million followers.

The homepage is full of street-style videos of couples and beautiful women, with each cover photo more exquisite than the last.

Sun Ting said, "No need, thank you."

Her tone was polite but crisp.

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Guo Lin wasn't interested either: "Not interested."

She didn't even glance at the phone screen.

After saying that, she took Lin Feng's arm on either side and continued walking.

Song Shu also remained silent, following behind Lin Feng.

She had also watched videos on Douyin (TikTok) featuring self-media photography.

It's all for traffic. They say "we'll film for you for free" when they're filming, and then they just post the video online afterward.

The title read "A chance encounter with a perfect couple on the street," and a bunch of people in the comments section were asking for the woman's account.

She works within the system and doesn't need this kind of attention.

When I was in a ministry, the propaganda department issued a special notice.

Officials are required to pay attention to their online image and avoid leaving unnecessary traces on social media.

However, in order to find a topic of conversation, Song Shu walked to a platform.

That platform is a viewing platform halfway up Fragrant Hills.

The fence was crowded with people, all holding up their phones to take pictures of Beijing.

The lights of Beijing stretched from the foot of the mountain all the way to the horizon.

Like a giant net of light.

Song Shu said with a smile, "Look, so many people are taking photos here."

"Want to take a picture together?"

Her gaze fell on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng said, "You three stand there for a while, I'll take the pictures for you."

He took the phone from Sun Ting and took a few steps back.

They crouched down to find the right angle. Three women stood in a row along the stone railing of the viewing platform.

Guo Lin put her arm around Song Shu's waist, while Sun Ting leaned on Guo Lin's shoulder.

The spring breeze blew their hair in the same direction.

Lin Feng took out his phone, adjusted the angle, found the right moment, and pressed the shutter.

I took three photos in total.

In the first picture, Guo Lin is smiling, and Sun Ting is looking at the camera.

Song Shu's expression was somewhat stiff.

In the second picture, Song Shu's mouth is slightly open.

On the contrary, it has a natural feel to it, like a candid shot.

In the third picture, everyone relaxed, and Song Shu even tilted her head slightly.

After taking the picture, I handed the phone back to them.

Song Shu looked at the photos on her phone, utterly astonished.

"This photography skill is really good, the photos are amazing."

Even professionals aren't that great.

She looked at the three photos over and over again; the composition, lighting, and the state of the people were all just right.

Especially in the third photo, her expression is the most relaxed among all her photos over the years.

There was no tension in front of the camera.

Guo Lin put her arm around Song Shu's shoulder and said with a smile:

"The boss is a genius."

Photography, on the other hand, is top-notch.

There's nothing he can't do.

You absolutely must seize this opportunity.

She looked at Lin Feng as she spoke, but her words were meant for Song Shu.

Upon hearing this, Song Shu's heart pounded faster.

My palms were sweaty from nervousness.

She handed the phone back to Sun Ting, her fingers rubbing discreetly against her trench coat.

After thinking for a moment, Song Shu pulled Guo Lin aside.

There were fewer people on the other side of the observation deck, except for an elderly couple taking selfies.

Song Shu lowered her voice: "How can I, a woman, bring this up?"

Guo Lin laughed and said, "Hesitation only leads to trouble."

Such hesitation is enough to prove that you are still a virgin.

You see, I delivered myself right to their door back then.

I'm not afraid to tell you, I just saw the boss's phone, and it was full of messages on WeChat.

Fang Yuan's bridesmaids were much more proactive than you were today.

They all sent Lin Feng invitations to go for coffee.

She couldn't wait to sleep with Lin Feng right away.

However, the boss didn't seem to have any particular interest in them.

She's just not good-looking enough.

You're different; your status, looks, and figure meet the boss's requirements.

With the boss's looks and physique, this is the perfect man—aren't you tempted?

"Nonsense, I'm not a nun, of course I'm tempted."

To be honest, Lin Feng is the most charismatic, handsome, and capable person I've met in recent years.

With such an extraordinary aura, what woman could resist such charm?

There is none other than this.

Song Shu spoke in a very low voice, but she enunciated each word very clearly.

"Then give me a straight answer: are you willing to become my real sister?"

Song Shu glanced at Lin Feng.

He was standing by the observation deck, his back to them.

Looking at the scenery of the capital city in the distance.

Sun Ting stood next to him, pointing in a certain direction and saying something.

Song Shu whispered, "I have no experience in this area. What should I do?"

"It's good to have this idea."

You can ask for leave; we're going to Hainan for fun tomorrow.

The boss also owns a villa in Hainan.

We got to Sanya just in time to take care of things and consummate our marriage, then we were family.

Song Shu's cheeks inexplicably flushed slightly, and even her ears turned a little red.

She felt like she had returned to her high school days.

The girls in my class were pulling me aside to discuss the boy from the next class who played basketball.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

How can I find an excuse to go to Hainan?

Guo Lin patted Song Shu on the shoulder:

"It's okay, Sun Ting and I will invite you to Sanya."

Just nod in agreement.

Song Shu: "If I'm this proactive, won't Lin Feng think I'm too frivolous?"

"Is your hymen still intact?"

Song Shu: "Why did you suddenly bring this up?"

Of course there's nonsense.

We grew up together.

When have you ever seen me date someone?

"You didn't date in high school?"

"Talk my ass."

I had just received a love letter when my family transferred me to another school.

Don't you know my mom?

They kept a tight rein on me when I was in school.

Now that I'm working, my mom is relentlessly pushing me to go on blind dates.

I'm annoyed too.

When Song Shu said this, her tone carried a resentment that had been building up for many years.

Her mother is a typical domineering woman with an extremely strong desire for control.

From elementary school to high school, Song Shu had to report all her extracurricular activities.

All friends of the opposite sex must be vetted.

The love letter I received in high school

Her mother arranged for her to transfer schools the very next day.

She wasn't even given a chance to say goodbye to that boy.

After she started working, her mother changed her approach again.

Two blind dates are scheduled every week.

All her potential partners were "high-quality men within the system" selected by her mother, who were considered suitable matches.

They might be the nephew of a certain ministry or the grandson of a certain general.

Song Shu went twice and then never went again, and the mother and daughter had a cold war over this for three months.