dognovel Chapter 162 A Fabricated Story
Chapter 162 A Fabricated Story
"Huh?" Wei Dongning looked at Gu Peiyan in shock.
She never imagined that the words "go out and have fun" would come out of his mouth.
However, after a slight shock, she quickly returned to normal: "But there are still things at home that haven't been taken care of."
Wei Dongning recounted the events at Tonghezhuang to him: "That's how it is. Qianrong's people have already gone to investigate, and they should be back to report by tomorrow."
She also wanted to forget everything and go out for a good time.
But she always felt that things weren't resolved, and even if she went out to play, she might not be able to enjoy herself to the fullest.
After Wei Dongning finished speaking, she gave herself a thumbs up in her mind.
Ah, her outstanding sense of responsibility!
Gu Peiyan pondered for a moment, then put down her chopsticks: "It's alright. Since there's no news yet, there's no rush. If news comes back tomorrow, we can make a decision then. You've worked hard these past two days, and I want you to get some rest."
While Gu Peiyan was taking a shower, Qian Rong told him what Wei Dongning had done in the past two days, and he really felt sorry for her hard work.
Even if the matter at the estate is resolved a day later, it won't cause any major problems, but if she can't get proper rest, he's worried she'll collapse from exhaustion.
His words, "I also want you to rest more," touched Wei Dongning's heart and warmed her soul.
She wasn't afraid of the hardship, but she was afraid of hearing things like, "Isn't this what you're supposed to do?"
It's as if all my efforts are a given.
So after Gu Peiyan finished speaking, Wei Dongning agreed without hesitation: "Okay, then let's go according to my previous plan and set off early tomorrow morning!"
In a corner where no one was paying attention, Xiao Wu shouted at them, "Meow!"
"Don't worry, I won't leave you at home," Wei Dongning assured it as she turned around.
Xiao Wu then shut his mouth in satisfaction.
Wei Dongning wasn't very hungry to begin with, and now that the plans for going out tomorrow were finalized, she had even less of a appetite to eat.
My heart felt restless, so I called Xiao Fu over: "Xiao Fu, go find the kite we made last time, we'll bring it tomorrow."
"Yes, young mistress. Is there anything else you need? I'll go and find it for you."
At this moment, Wei Dongning was like a child about to go on a spring outing, wanting to bring everything.
But then I thought, Zhuangzi isn't entirely unfounded; it must contain all the things that are supposed to be there.
So they gave up the idea of going out with lots of bags.
Traveling light allows you to better enjoy your holiday.
"No, everyone should get some rest early tonight. We'll set off first thing tomorrow morning!"
Wei Dongning spoke with great ambition, as if she were about to rush to the battlefield at any moment.
Whether it was because she slept too much in the afternoon or because of spring outing syndrome, Wei Dongning, who said she wanted to go to bed early, tossed and turned in bed, changing her position several times, but still couldn't fall asleep.
Even Gu Peiyan, who was by her side, was more or less influenced by her.
Half asleep, he sensed the sounds coming from beside him, sighed softly, stretched out his long arm, and pulled the person into his embrace: "Sleep well."
"I want to sleep too, but I can't!" Wei Dongning muttered softly, rubbing her forehead where she had bumped into his shoulder. She didn't forget to complain, "You're too thin. Eat more to make up for it. I bumped into you and it hurts."
“Okay, starting tomorrow I’ll eat half a bowl more at each meal. Now hurry up and get some sleep, you don’t want to be tired when you go out to play tomorrow, do you?” Gu Peiyan patted her back rhythmically, like coaxing a child.
But before she could even feel sleepy, she managed to lull herself to sleep.
Wei Dongning nestled in his arms, on the verge of tears.
She tried all sorts of methods.
Counting sheep makes you drool more and more;
She sang lullabies off-key;
Bedtime stories...
The more I write, the more interesting it becomes, and the story always seems to take an uncontrollable turn.
For example, the prince who awakened Sleeping Beauty fell in love with Snow White's evil stepmother, received an invitation to Cinderella's ball from the prince, and took a fancy to the Little Mermaid's pearl. As a result, he was trapped under Leifeng Pagoda by Aladdin's lamp and eventually became a grain of rice in the bowl of the Sun-Swallowing God under Erlang Shen.
For example, the classic story goes: Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a temple. In the temple lived a frog who guarded a dry well every day. He would tell passersby that the Cowherd had stolen his crown, and only if he could get Elsa's Olaf could he break into Little Red Riding Hood's wolf grandmother's belly, eat the lettuce under Rapunzel's tower, and finally reclaim the ten suns in the sky.
It can be said to integrate the past and present, and the internal and external.
It makes absolutely no sense.
I reckon even if a literary master came, they would have to hand him paper and pen and say, "Here, write something."
She felt a little amused after she finished writing it herself.
If Xiao Wu had other tools besides painkillers, she would have wanted to eat something to help her sleep.
Xiao Wu couldn't stand it anymore, so he came up with a good idea for her: "Ningbao, how about I put some ASMR on you to help you sleep?"
Wei Dongning quickly waved her hand in refusal: "Let's forget it. Every time I heard it before, I would feel a chill down my spine for no reason."
Xiao Wu projected the electronic screen directly into Wei Dongning's head: "See what you want to see. The things you made up yourself, even a normal person probably couldn't have come up with."
"Let me look..." Wei Dongning picked through the films.
The sweet drama that Xiao Wu found for her last time, she gave up after watching half of it.
It was mainly because she impulsively turned on the live chat.
Seeing the chaotic scene of the male and female leads' fans fighting each other, she instantly lost the desire to continue watching.
However, the storyline is still quite sweet.
Wei Dongning's hand finally stopped on a classic electronic pickled vegetable she had watched at least twenty times and could recite the plot by heart: "This one, the usual."
"This again?" Xiao Wu complained, but still listened to her arrangement: "Alright. Episode 56, you'd better close your eyes now."
For a while, Wei Dongning practically used this drama as her best background music.
Whenever I'm busy and feel that the surroundings are too quiet, I'll have it find this.
Now even it can remember the plot.
But she seemed to listen to it endlessly.
Make it admire you.
As he slept, Gu Peiyan loosened his grip on Wei Dongning's arm slightly, allowing her to find a more comfortable position in his arms: "I'm ready."
Noticing her movement, even though he was not fully conscious, his hands seemed to have a first-rate sense of control, and he patted her back twice more.
He was muttering unconsciously, "Don't move, go to sleep."
With the help of the electronic pickled vegetables, Wei Dongning quickly felt sleepy, and she and Gu Peiyan embraced and fell into a deep sleep.
It's probably because the story she made up for herself was too outrageous. She dreamed that she traveled into a post-apocalyptic novel and was chased by Godzilla for a century. In the end, she was saved by Lazy Sheep hiding her in a little carp's bubble.
After waking up, Wei Dongning slapped her face several times and spat out, "What kind of nonsense is this?"