In the guest room on the second floor of Dawn Winery, three people sat cross-legged on the big bed.

"In general, would someone sleep in someone else's bed?

I think I assigned you a staff room, Zhongli. ”

Nan Shuo looked at Zhongli, who was still a little confused, and said helplessly.

“……”

Zhongli was a little silent, his eyes filled with some emotions that Nanshuo had never seen.

"It's ......"

Nan Shuo looked at Zhongli's strange eyes, which he had seen similar to when the amnesiac protagonist suddenly regained his memory in a Korean drama.

"Does this guy remember the smelly herring I added to Maxius's nest earlier?"

Nan Shuo was a little suspicious that he had an incident in the east window, and then hurriedly said to Zhongli with an expression of "you believe me":

"Zhongli, listen to me, when I was returning to the original place, that stinky fish really fell out of my pocket because I was accidental, and it really wasn't because I wanted to eat Wowotou Guoba and didn't give it to me.

You have to trust me! ”

It's okay if you don't explain it, but when you explain Zhongli's expression, it's even more wrong.

"Return to the Original...... Return-to-Leave ...... Alas~"

Zhongli let out a long sigh, a colorless tear slipped from the corner of his eye, Zhongli's expression was not sad, there was only loss and helplessness.

"Damn, this guy can't be asleep in my bed dreaming to the end."

Nan Shuo was shocked, his bed sheet was not an ordinary product, but a specially made [Sweet Dream] bed sheet, when the conscious life rested on it, even the gods would be dragged into the dream realm, and in the dream realm they would get the things they longed for the most.

Seeing that Zhongli, a thousand-year-old facial paralysis, had become this expression, it must have been a long time since he ......

Wendy had never seen such a Rock King Emperor, and she was busy winking at Nanshuo, meaning, "What's wrong with Zhongli?" ”

Nanshuo didn't respond to Wendy, just turned his head to look out the window, and said lightly:

"The gods have no dreams, maybe it is one of the wear and tear that the heavens have imposed on us!"

Demon gods don't dream, and even if they dream, it's just an illusion that they build for themselves, and although dreams are also illusory, the difference is like reading a novel written by yourself and reading a novel written by someone else.

"Then the sheets will be given to you, and you will pay me for the rest of your work."

Nanshuo patted Zhongli on the shoulder, showing his comfort to him.

After a long time, Zhongli pulled himself out of the abyss of memory, adjusted his expression, and said:

"It's a shame for you to see my funny side."

"It's okay, it's not like I've never seen your funnier side."

Wendy looked at the two of them whose atmosphere suddenly became wrong, and immediately shouted:

"By the way, what the hell are you talking about?

And the old man Nakazato is not an employee of the movie theater at all, right?

Nanshuo, you haven't hired him at all, he's just a good guy who comes to make trouble, hey! ”

“……”

Zhongli and Nanshuo glanced at Wendy in some surprise, and then looked at each other again.

Zhongli pondered for a moment and said:

"Don't worry, poet, a gentleman doesn't take people's favor, I won't steal your title of the best employee in the cinema."

"That's right, the best employee with you must be yours."

Nanshuo also chimed in.

"What are you two talking about? That's not what I mean, okay, and somehow decided I'm the best employee.

I have somehow decided that I would be the most thankless one! ”

Wendy looked at Nan Shuo with some annoyance, the cheap look on the boss's face really made his teeth itch with anger.

"Forget it, since you've pulled Zhongli over, let's go to sleep, there's still a lot to do tomorrow."

Nanshuo yawned and said.

"Well, after all, I haven't met the owner of this house, so it's still a little inappropriate to stay in his house like this."

"And what do you mean?"

Nan Shuo glanced at Zhongli curiously, and in his impression this guy didn't seem to feel inappropriate.

"In this way, you two will sleep in this bed, and I will be wronged and lie on the gift that Nanshuo gave me."

"You just don't want to sleep with us, hey, you just want to be with a certain ...... in your dreams."

Before Nan Shuo finished speaking, he inexplicably felt a trace of killing intent, this killing intent was very light, but it was very pure. Glancing at Zhongli's smiling face, Nan Shuo chose to keep his mouth shut from the heart.

"Okay, I see, but you can't sleep on the floor, after all, you're the Rock Lord of Liyue."

Nan Shuo snapped his fingers and a small bed appeared next to the large bed, because Diluc's guest room was very large, and even if there was an extra small bed, it would not look crowded.

"Oh, no, even if you want to sleep on that sheet, there's no need to sleep separately from us, after all, this bed is so big, Zhongli are you ......"

Nanshuo covered Wendy's mouth before he was killed, saving the guy's life.

"You! Do? ”

Wendy stared at Nan Shuo who was covering her mouth with fierce eyes.

Nanshuo blinked, meaning:

"I'm saving you, besides...... Would you rather sleep in the same bed with a man who is about to dream of your female (sexual) friend? ”

"Makes sense......"

Wendy nodded, and Nanshuo took away the somewhat wet palm.

"Oh, it's time to sleep, don't talk so much, go to sleep, Wendy."

"The boss is right, then I'll go to bed, boss, you have to go to bed early."

…………………。

Looking at the two guys with somewhat exaggerated acting skills, Zhongli helplessly held his forehead, and sighed that the current god had changed too much.

Soon, the two guys lay on the bed and didn't move, and then after a while, Nanshuo actually snored.

Zhongli, who was next to him, also quickly fell asleep.

Dream world.

Zhongli walked across the meadows in the sky full of strange colors.

A gust of wind blew, and a burst of laughter like silver bells came.

The green grass was tossed aside by the wind, and a few fragrant glass lilies were revealed, swaying slightly with the breeze.

"Hey, over there, can you talk to me for a game?"

Under an incomparably luxuriant peach blossom tree, a beautiful woman with large sleeves was sitting at a stone table, pretending to be solemn but unable to hide the joy in her tone and invited Zhongli.

Zhongli looked at the friend in front of him, and after he was stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Well, it's a pleasure to talk to you in hand."

…………………………。

Inside the room of Dawn Winery.

Nanshuo and Wendy stand next to Zhongli, who is already asleep.

"You're such a good thing, this guy fell asleep in a while."

Wendy whispered to Nanshuo with some admiration.

"Of course, after all, it's made for me."

That's right, these two guys were pretending to be asleep just now, as for the reason for pretending to be asleep......

"Returning to ......"

The sleeping Lord Yan suddenly snorted in a dream.

Nanshuo nodded at Wendy with a serious face after hearing this.

Wendy also took out a notebook with a solemn face and brushed something on it.

"It's the seventy-second time, and it's only been less than an hour, tsk."

Wendy and Nanshuo were stunned together, expressing disdain for Zhongli, who was talking in his sleep.