Chapter 25: Absolutely Not, Absolutely Not – Forbidden Territory
This scene was actually within Dong Ling’s expectations. After all, normally, no one would fall in love at first sight with a person in a vegetative state.
If that did happen, it would definitely be lust at first sight, and one should call the police immediately.
But this was a romance novel. The person standing next to him with a calm expression was the female lead, and the person lying half-dead on the hospital bed was the male lead, the male lead.
Dong Ling realized her expectations were influenced by 021. She looked at Wen Han on the bed, feeling sympathy for his plight.
021 felt sentimental: [Why is it like this, my destined male and female leads, why are you so rebellious?]
021, who had been full of hope just now, finally remembered why it was in this world, it was because the protagonists were out of control, not developing the feelings they were supposed to according to the novel.
“Let’s go together later. I’ll check on him again, he’s my childhood friend, Wen Han.”
Dong Ling dutifully shouldered the responsibility of maintaining the world, introducing Wen Han to Song Mingzhi before her childhood friend woke up.
Song Mingzhi nodded, looked at the sleeping man, and said out of humanitarian concern: “Although I don’t know what he’s been through, I wish him a speedy recovery.”
“Yes, I hope he wakes up soon.”
Dong Ling looked at Wen Han, a melancholic look on her face.
Not just because of the male lead script, but also because they were childhood friends, Dong Ling sincerely hoped he would be safe and sound.
Dong Ling looked at him for a while, then gestured to Song Mingzhi: “Let’s go.”
Knowing the reason for Wen Han’s coma, she no longer placed her hopes on modern medicine.
Just as Dong Ling stepped out the door, she heard the familiar, throat-choking voice again.
[Task: Have the female lead do something others can’t do, and make it an exclusive privilege for her. Use the key words: “Do you want to touch it?”]
[Countdown: 12 hours. Completing this task will reward 5% progress.]
The long electronic voice echoed in Dong Ling’s mind. She abruptly turned around and looked at the person lying on the hospital bed with disbelief.
Wen Han, you!!!
Animal!!!!
Shameless!!!
What exclusive privilege for the female lead to touch something others can’t?
Dong Ling had never seen such a brazen person!
021 was overwhelmed by the thoughts popping up in Dong Ling’s mind and hurriedly shouted: [No, host! In the original novel, it referred to figurines! Figurines!]
Oh.
Dong Ling calmed down, remembering that Wen Han did have a hobby of collecting figurines, not anime girls, but various robots and Iron Man figures.
He kept them in a display case, Dong Ling often saw them, but Wen Han wouldn’t let anyone touch them. Every time she had the urge to touch them, she would receive his death glare.
Wow, Wen Han, prioritizing beauty over friendship, truly different treatment for his wife.
But saying “Do you want to touch it?” to the object of your affection in the middle of the night on New Year’s Eve, and it turned out to be touching figurines, was this something a normal person would do?
The person in a vegetative state, who couldn’t escape being cursed no matter what he did, lay quietly, unaware of his childhood friend’s inner turmoil not far away.
“Ling Ling? What’s wrong?”
Song Mingzhi looked at Dong Ling, who had suddenly stopped and turned around, a puzzled look on her face.
She looked at the man lying on the hospital bed, a thoughtful look in her eyes. It seemed this person held a significant place in the girl’s heart.
She had heard of Wen Han before, although they had no real interaction. They were both in the business world, so she had heard of him, and also knew about his sudden serious illness. Ji Yiling had mentioned it to her with regret.
Song Mingzhi didn’t feel much about it. Sickness and death were inevitable in life. She didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence, because he and Dong Ling were childhood friends, she now had a stronger desire for him to recover.
“It’s nothing, let’s go.”
Dong Ling came back to her senses and closed the ward door.
Although this task had a time limit, the time limit was quite generous. 12 hours and 5% main storyline progress, she was very tempted.
But what did she have that others couldn’t touch but Song Mingzhi could, and with the key words “Do you want to touch it?”, it had to be a tangible object.
Dong Ling was troubled, she didn’t have any collecting hobbies, unless collecting violins counted.
But although her violins were her treasures, it wasn’t that others couldn’t touch them. She sometimes lent them to professionals, and she would be happy if her violins could produce beautiful melodies in the hands of others.
Seeing Dong Ling’s preoccupied look, Song Mingzhi didn’t disturb her, walking quietly beside her, and opened the car door for her when they reached the parking lot.
Even after fastening her seatbelt, Dong Ling still couldn’t come up with a solution. What did she have that others couldn’t touch but Song Mingzhi could?
If she considered things related to herself, there were many, but those were things that couldn’t be broadcast or done.
“Shall I take you back to the Qingbai Road house?”
Song Mingzhi only knew this one residence of Dong Ling’s, although the Qingbai Road house was quite far from here, near the suburbs.
Song Mingzhi asked twice before Dong Ling came back to her senses and immediately shook her head.
“I don’t usually live there, and no one is there. My housekeeper is on holiday today, and my parents aren’t home either. Can I go to your place? I’m worried I might feel unwell again tonight.”
Dong Ling forced herself to say these words. Although the 12-hour time limit allowed her to find Song Mingzhi and complete the task tomorrow morning, there were too many uncertainties.
What if Song Mingzhi had to go out tomorrow morning? Even if she came up with a solution, she wouldn’t be able to make it in time.
The safest option was to stay with Song Mingzhi, Dong Ling could only be shameless this once.
021 comforted her: [Girl, what are you afraid of? It’s not like this is the first time you’ve been shameless.]
Dong Ling: […Thank you.]
Dong Ling looked at Song Mingzhi nervously, feigning weakness, practically writing “I’m so fragile” on her face.
Just as Dong Ling thought Song Mingzhi wouldn’t agree, Song Mingzhi started the car and said “Okay.”
Dong Ling was overjoyed, but thinking of the task she had no clue about, she couldn’t help but worry.
Dong Ling decided to ask her sisters for help, sometimes outsiders could see things more clearly.
She contacted Tang Qianxi, it was a pity Chen Shang Shang was still drunk, otherwise she would have a better understanding of her.
Of course, there was another person who knew her even better, but Dong Ling couldn’t contact her.
[Dong Ling]: Have you ever noticed any taboos I have? Things others can’t do to me, like touching my violin or sheet music?
Tang Qianxi sent a question mark, very confused.
[Tang Qianxi]: Why are you suddenly asking this?
Dong Ling pondered for a moment and typed a formal reply.
[Dong Ling]: I realized I don’t know myself very well.
[Tang Qianxi]: Getting philosophical in the middle of the night, exploring your inner self?
[Tang Qianxi]: Let me think… I can’t think of anything, I’ll kick Chen Shang Shang awake and let her think for you.
Thus, one person’s contemplation became two people racking their brains, and finally, the source of three people’s suffering.
Chen Shang Shang, still drunk, was pacing back and forth in her room, then suddenly slapped her head and shouted: “I know!”
“What? Tell me quickly, I’m waiting to tell Ling Ling.”
“Ling Ling hates it when people touch her thighs, absolutely forbids it. She doesn’t like people touching her, especially her thighs. I accidentally brushed against her thigh once, and she almost kicked me in the face.”
Chen Shang Shang said with certainty: “This is definitely something others can’t do!”
Tang Qianxi patted her head with satisfaction, pushed her head onto the bed, and said: “Okay, go back to sleep.”
Chen Shang Shang: ???
Seeing the message Tang Qianxi relayed, Dong Ling fell silent.
[Tang Qianxi]: Chen Shang Shang says it’s your thighs.
[Tang Qianxi]: I think she’s right, but it’s not very useful.
[Tang Qianxi]: After all, it’s not like you haven’t washed them yourself, it doesn’t seem like a taboo worth exploring.
Dong Ling finally understood the meaning of “those closest to you know how to hurt you the most.” No one could touch her above the knee, not even a little bit.
Fortunately, she didn’t tell them she was asking for someone else to do it, otherwise the relayed message would have a different meaning.
Having Song Mingzhi explore her taboos sounded very suggestive.
Dong Ling didn’t want to consider this option, but even after arriving at Song Mingzhi’s house, she still couldn’t come up with another solution.
Dong Ling tried to reason with 021: [Dude, it’s not that important, right? Just 5%!]
As she said this, Dong Ling’s heart ached. Even with the daily good morning and good night tasks, the current main storyline progress was only 31%.
And of that 31%, 20% was from the sugar daddy contract. In other words, she had worked hard for two months, enduring countless embarrassments and social deaths, just to achieve 11%.
And she could foresee that the tasks would become increasingly difficult. As the relationship between the male and female leads in the plot developed naturally, the difficulty of her daily tasks would increase significantly.
Now, good morning and good night were worth 0.1%, perhaps in the future, good morning kisses and good night kisses would only be worth the same.
021 encouraged her: [Girl, don’t give up so early, you’re the best, this is a golden opportunity, don’t miss it!]
021 was now like a minister desperately advising a foolish ruler, trying to get Dong Ling to persevere, worried that she would give up and have a mental breakdown, so it kept encouraging her.
Dong Ling gritted her teeth and decided to do it.
Anyway, Song Mingzhi was indifferent to her tonight, very aloof. What was the big deal about showing her thighs to a straight woman?
Dong Ling recalled her straight female classmates, some of them acted even more like lesbians than actual lesbians, hugging and kissing in school was normal. It was precisely because they didn’t have any other thoughts that they were so open and natural.
She had already embarrassed herself once tonight, and she was even more pathetic a few hours ago, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
Dong Ling mentally prepared herself, she could do this.
Song Mingzhi came out of the guest room at this time, pointed to the master bedroom, and said to Dong Ling: “I’ve made the bed in the guest room, knock on my door if you need anything.”
“Okay, thank you.”
Dong Ling nodded, but in her mind, she was planning how to complete the task.
At 1 am, Dong Ling knocked on Song Mingzhi’s door.
To make it seem natural, she had just taken another shower.
Dong Ling looked at the room temperature displayed as 7°C, her bare legs trembling involuntarily.
So damn cold.
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