Chapter Twenty-Seven: Storytelling
"Wow...... You bully! Gao Xiaobei originally had a low sense of existence, but now he has to say it so bluntly to Chen Dawei, so he stopped doing it on the spot, and his tears flowed out when he couldn't stop it.
"If I really want to bully you, I'll take you directly to see the goldfish." He said this in a low voice, Ye Qing on the side could hear it clearly, but he didn't understand the meaning of the goldfish, so he had to glare at Chen Dawei and didn't say anything.
"I can't leave, and the two of them won't talk well, hey, little girl, let's discuss with the amiable people, if you can, you can do anything." After Chen Dawei finished speaking, Gao Xiaobei was like waiting for his words, revealing a glimmer of light in his tearful eyes, and sobbing for a while before he asked pitifully: "Really?" ”
"That's it, I think my buddy also had the title of honest little Langjun back then." Without waiting for Chen Dawei to continue to brag about his past, Gao Xiaobei changed his smiling face, pestered him and said: "Tell a story, tell a story!" I want to hear the love story of our demon clan. ”
"Okay, okay, find a place to tell a story." Chen Dawei coped helplessly, so he asked Gao Xiaobei to find a room, and finally left Mu Xinghuo and Cecilia's field of vision, now the two of them almost didn't speak a word in the presence of outsiders, if they were alone, they would always talk to each other, right? But Chen Dawei really can't control this, and being a microphone is also a very painful thing.
It's just that I didn't expect that even Ye Qing followed Gao Xiaobei around, and he wanted to listen to the story with the same opinion, and he also named those who wanted love and tears, if I was a bard, don't let me tell bloody stories?
"Ahem! I'll make this statement first, just a story, and I'll have to go back when I'm done. Since you want the story of the demon clan, listen to it, in a mountain that has not been populated all the year round, but is so domineering as Wuyue Mountain, there is a group of thieves who seem to be extremely ferocious, but are actually quite brainless, and occupy the mountain as kings. ”
"Wait, what do you mean by being brain-dead? I can't imagine them if I don't understand them. Gao Xiaobei interrupted what he said, Chen Dawei smiled slightly, and explained: "Brain-dead is a kind of status quo, just like you who are brain-dead to imagine them." Also, when I tell the story, please don't want to interject. Although Gao Xiaobei didn't understand the clear meaning, he also felt aggrieved when he said this to Chen Dawei.
"Okay, I continued. The story should be told by two women who came to stay overnight one night. ”
Well, I can't think of it as the opening chapter in Journey to the West, so I can only continue to cheat the number of words. Other stories may be able to tell fifty or sixty points, but Journey to the West is different, even after more than ten years, it is still deeply imprinted in my mind, I will still be amused by the plot in it, and I will still feel heartache when Zixia dies. is such a masterpiece, you can use it as a fantasy comedy, or as a romance literary film, that's it, even if many years have passed, the fragments in the memory are still so clear, and it is definitely not comparable to the thunder drama that you can forget after watching it once on the bad street. There is only this one, and he wants to share it with others and discuss it with others.
In the end, Sun Wukong made the sunset warrior who resembled the Supreme Treasure to make up for the regrets in his heart, but his path must continue, because this is his life's mission. That's it, the story ends. Chen Dawei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his tears have always been very low, knowing that there is a sense of déjà vu, he will still cry.
On the other hand, Ye Qing and Gao Xiaobei, who have listened to it for more than three hours, their moist eyes are full of red silk, especially Gao Xiaobei, who has been sobbing non-stop holding the corners of his mouth, although Ye Qing has not cried, but the situation is not necessarily good, Chen Dawei looked at them helplessly, it is you who want to listen to the story, and you are the ones who want to cry if you want love, and now the situation is really not optimistic.
"Why do you want her to die, why can't you be together?" Gao Xiaobei cried to explain, but there were too many spit points, and it was impossible to say clearly, Chen Dawei rarely chose to be silent, everyone hopes for a happy ending, but if it is really as Gao Xiaobei said, Zixia is not dead, and her prophecy is right, it is a bloody thunder drama.
Although the final ending is to make up for this regret, everyone will think that if, just if, Zixia is not dead and lives with Sun Wukong, this is the best ending.
If you can vomit badly, do you want to go back to the Water Curtain Cave to engage in a tourism development zone and give birth to a litter of monkeys? No, the masterpiece is to give people endless reverie after reading it, not a happy end, and then forget it in the corner over time. He didn't explain too much, as long as he thought deeply, sooner or later he would understand why he was arranged.
"Sometimes mission and responsibility are much heavier than love." Ye Qing suddenly said something, which made Chen Dawei quite surprised, but yes, it is really meaningless to compare Pudu sentient beings with personal emotions, and why should we care so much?
"It's like the story! The beginning is laughing, who would have thought that the back will be crying all the time, love, and there is not only one result. As Zixia said, if you can guess the beginning, you may not be able to guess the end, and it is pointless to think more. Little girl, we're leaving. ”
As soon as Chen Dawei finished speaking, Gao Xiaobei stopped doing it on the spot, even if the ending made him cry for a long time, but if he wanted to let him go, that would not work, before Chen Dawei reacted, the little girl began to make a domineering declaration: "You will tell me stories full-time in the future, and you can't leave anywhere!" ”
"Huh? Speaking of which, who are you? Chen Dawei was too lazy to talk about this familiar and annoying feeling, he told a story for more than three hours, and it would not be too late to go back now.
"My name is Gao Xiaobei, the little princess of Tianwang Mountain!" She introduced herself unceremoniously, and when Chen Dawei heard it, he remembered Gao Bao, the personalities of the two brothers and sisters are so uncute?
Although the nature is not bad, but the style of behavior is completely spoiled, since he knows that this girl is also a difficult master, he immediately flickered: "No, if I don't continue to wander, I can't find a better story, as a bard who lives all over the world, you can't be bound by one place." His sense of substitution was so strong that even Ye Qing couldn't react and looked at him in astonishment.
"Moreover, if you listen to other stories without being able to figure out a lot of things in this story, then you will definitely forget Sun Wukong and Zixia together. At least for a month, I flipped through the books and looked for the answers, where is the water curtain hole? Where is the western sky? How important is the mission? Also, many, many are still unclear, you are so confused, no matter how many stories I tell you, it is useless, you don't even think about it! "Don't blame Chen Dawei for saying too much, but after Gao Xiaobei was scolded, she was immediately blindsided, she was afraid that she would soon forget Sun Wukong and Supreme Treasure, and she was afraid that Zixia would also be forgotten. No, listening to other stories without understanding this story more deeply will definitely be confusing.
"Then you can tell me quickly?" Her question only got Chen Dawei snorting coldly.
"Only the answers you look for will make sense. You can ask friends, ask family, but you can't ask me. It wouldn't make sense if I told you what I knew. When you feel like you won't forget this story, I'll put a new story out and tell you. Isn't there Mu Xinghuo, that guy here? Don't worry, I can't run away from you. ”
When he got home in the evening, Gao Xiaobei, who was still a little lost, didn't have much expression when he heard that his brother had been heavily punished at the dinner table, which made the family puzzled for a while.
"Becky, what's going on?" The most painful thing about Gao Meng is this pair of babies, but what Gao Bao did was too out of line, he had to discipline him, although he was made a lot of trouble by his mother-in-law when he came back, and he didn't soften his heart. This time he was replaced by Gao Xiaobei, and he couldn't be blamed for being sensitive.
The brothers at the table also stopped eating, and Gao Xiaobei looked at his family like a look, still looking lost, feeling that none of them could understand humor and love. But her eyes stinged the pain in the man's heart fiercely, and he couldn't speak for a long time with internal bleeding.
"Becky? Tell your mom about something. Gao Meng's mother-in-law spoke, just now she was distressed that Gao Bao was alone in the courtyard, and now Gao Xiaobei is so listless, she can't let go, and glared at Gao Meng fiercely, meaning that it is his fault again, so innocent.
"Mom, my heart is still hurting and it's very uncomfortable." As soon as she said this, it was like a typhoon rolling up, which shocked everyone at the table, and asked her what happened and what was wrong with her body.
"Don't scare Mom, Becky!" Chen Dawei didn't know that Journey to the West could still make a little girl's heart ache until now, but he didn't want to think about it, he had experienced the baptism of thunder drama since he was a child, and grew up in moving and heartache, who knew that Gao Xiaobei's heart was so fragile and unbearable, and he had been uncomfortable with the ending he didn't want.
"It's not that I'm not feeling well, it's in my heart, it's always heavy and uncomfortable." Saying this, Gao Xiaobei's tear ducts couldn't stop again, and one person cried, which frightened everyone again. Gao Meng drank and said loudly: "Call someone to find out what happened." ”
Suddenly felt that Dad's behavior was very similar to the Bull Demon King, Gao Xiaobei immediately became even more angry, and yelled at Gao Meng: "I hate you the most, don't worry about it!" ”
Gao Meng petrified, and collapsed in a gust of wind.
"What's wrong with my little sister?"
"No, I can't hold it back and don't say it, I'm going to write it down! Yes, so that you don't forget! I'm so smart! Gao Xiaobei thought about it, and after a while, he completely changed his expression, and ran back to the room happily, everyone still couldn't figure out what was going on, but now the most injured person here is Gao Meng.