Chapter 1119: Chapter 23 Is That It?
The next day.
The Poranian VV watched Lin Xian leave.
Bye-bye~
Then it carried its little sleeping nest back into Zhao Yingjun’s bedroom and placed it beside the bed, at its usual spot.
That night.
Lin Xian actually ca again!
Still with a backpack over his shoulders!
VV widened its eyes…
Dude, don’t you have your own ho?
Sure enough.
Lin Xian took out his own sleeping nest again, placed it in a corner of the living room, and patted the dog’s head:
“From now on, you can sleep here.”
“Woof!”
VV howled loudly!
Why the heck!
I was here first, why has it co to this!
…
The next day
…
The third day
…
Alright then.
VV calmly accepted the reality.
Although it couldn’t sleep in the bedroom anymore, the ho had definitely beco livelier, cozier, and after all, it really liked Lin Xian, and Lin Xian was nice to it too.
The most important thing.
Lin Xian seed pretty idle, didn’t need to work, and apart from sleeping in too long every day, he was quite punctual when it ca to feeding it during the day.
At night, he slept like a log, unrousable by any amount of calling, and at anybody’s rcy.
Indeed.
At anybody’s rcy.
Once, its doggy eyes witnessed sothing.
After Zhao Yingjun returned ho from work, changed her shoes and clothes, finished pouring dog food, she then went into the bedroom.
She didn’t wake Lin Xian up.
She just sat beside him, smiling as she looked at his sleeping face, even poking him to make sure he was deeply asleep.
Actually, there was no need to check.
Because it had checked many tis already.
If the bedroom door wasn’t locked, VV could jump up, bite the door handle, and use its weight to press down and open the door.
A few tis when it was starving and Zhao Yingjun was working late, it tried to wake Lin Xian for help.
Hey hey hey, you can’t just sleep here for free, you’ve got to work.
It jumped onto the bed, stood on Lin Xian’s chest, licked his face, pressed his nose with its paws, or simply lay directly on his face trying to suffocate him awake.
But…
This guy really was good-for-nothing, mooching off others and just couldn’t be awoken. Sotis his face would turn bright red, almost purple, and he still wouldn’t wake up.
So, VV gave up.
It still knew well enough to discern between a full al and going hungry.
“Woof!”
It barked at the door, signaling to its mistress that she didn’t need to be so cautious in checking, as Lin Xian was absolutely unrousable when asleep.
As a result.
The mistress, startled, turned her head reproachfully glancing at it as if caught doing sothing guilty.
She walked over.
With a bang, she closed the bedroom door.
Locked it.
“V?”
The Poranian VV tilted its head.
What’s going on.
Everyone in the family is so sneaky.
Alas…
It sighed, returning to its isolated little nest, and lay down.
Speaking of which.
It kinda missed that little girl who used to play with it every day at ho.
Where did she go?
Why hasn’t she shown up again?
Will she co back?
VV really missed her.
…
Early morning, 00:42.
On the right side of the double bed, Lin Xian opened his eyes.
“You awake?”
On the left side of the bed, Zhao Yingjun, sitting at the head of the bed reading a book under the lamp, turned and looked at him:
“How did you sleep? Are you getting used to sleeping at my place?”
Lin Xian scratched his head and sat up:
“I slept quite comfortably, but I always feel like there’s sothing dirty in this room…”
“Dirty thing?”
Zhao Yingjun frowned slightly:
“Don’t talk about ghost stories, your deep sleep every day is scary enough. My room is perfectly fine, what dirty thing could there be?”
“I don’t know.”
Lin Xian was puzzled:
“I just feel, sotis when I sleep, it’s like I’m being suffocated, my chest feels tight, I can’t breathe… In my dreams I definitely can’t tell, but sotis when I wake up, I feel like I’m about to suffocate, and I need to breathe deeply several tis before I can recover.”
He shook his head:
“But it must be an illusion, probably because it’s too hot during the day, I feel stifled. After all, it’s almost August now, the temperature is getting higher, I’ll turn the air conditioner down a bit more when I sleep during the day.”
Zhao Yingjun raised her hand, pointing at the nightstand:
“I put a cup of hot milk there for you, I know you always wake up at this hour, so I ward it up especially for you.”
Lin Xian sat up and looked at the nightstand.
Sure enough.
A cup of warm milk was there, he chuckled:
“Actually, you don’t need to wait up for , it’s too late when I wake up, it’s not good for your health to stay up so late.”
“And you, sleeping from noon till early morning, that’s not good for your health either.”
Zhao Yingjun closed her book, placed it on the bedsheet:
“If you want to be a Savior, you need at least a healthy body, don’t you? Since many things in your dreams must be progressed, let’s nourish your stomach with so hot milk after waking up.”
Lin Xian nodded.
He picked up the warm cup of milk, and gulped down the sweet milk.
Indeed, his empty stomach felt much more comfortable.
He couldn’t help but remark.
After so many years, this was the first ti he got to drink hot milk after waking up… Back in his own ho, he would just drink plain cold water directly.”
“How was it in your dream today?” Zhao Yingjun asked.
“The sa as before, mapping drawings.”
Lin Xian put the empty milk cup on the nightstand, stood up from the bed:
“We’ll talk later, first I need to draw out the blueprints I rembered in my head.”
He slipped on his slippers, moved over to the desk, and shook the mouse.
The computer screen lit up.
It was right on the CAD interface, showing part of the blueprint he had drawn the day before, and today he would continue to supplent it based on this foundation.
It must be said, morizing blueprints is much more difficult than simply morizing theory.
Engineering drawings, being widely varied and both abstract and three-dinsional, greatly increase the difficulty of morization.
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