CHAPTER 196: V90: PLAYING THE VIOLIN TO A DOG, THIS LIFE IS UNBEARABLE! _3

The pose of Yang Tian exposing his belly made Yu Wei burst into a second wave of laughter and tears.

Gu Zixuan felt the ridicule coming from the world of dogs, with countless sheep bleating past in her heart.

Clenching her five fingers, her heart was collapsing.

She hated large intelligent dogs, really, deeply hated them!

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Late at night, Gu Zixuan finally managed to handle everything.

When going to bed, because the demon’s cotton dog bed was already wet from washing, locking it in the cage again would make her worry it might pee again, also cultivating the habit of peeing in the cage.

In the end, having no other choice, she folded the sheet a few times and laid it in the corner, letting it sleep there.

But the demon seemed either too clingy or too lonely, being just over two months old and separated from its mother.

Trying hard to stand on its hind legs, it repeatedly attempted to jump onto the bed. After seeing that she ignored it, it whimpered "woo, woo" several times, then found her slipper, nestled obediently on it, drooping its little head, gazing out the window at the moon.

Its reluctance to go sleep in the corner made Gu Zixuan’s heart soften somewhere instantly.

Sighing, she wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do, but she picked the demon up and placed it on the bed.

Sleeping in the same blanket, the demon seemed very much infected by her mood, sticking out its little pink tongue to lick her face a few times and then nestled its head tightly under her arm, lying there sleeping.

Its well-behaved and clingy manner was like a child; thinking of her eight-year marriage with no shared bedroom and no children, Gu Zixuan somewhat understood why she couldn’t hold on to the marriage.

But now, having already divorced, even if she found someone else, it would be a second marriage.

Without the former assets, from now on, she feared it would be others picking her.

Gu Zixuan was feeling down.

Thinking about her love that ended without a result made something sour and astringent resonate somewhere inside her, and her eyes became somewhat moist.

The demon didn’t stay well-behaved for long; just like discovering a new world, it saw things placed on the bedside, jumped up, and sniffed with its nose.

Gu Zixuan looked up and saw it was the violin that Brother Yu brought over.

Opening the case and looking at the piano’s white lacquered surface, the affection in her eyes reached an extremely deep level.

Letting her fingertips explore the strings, she took it out, sat up straight, and placed it under her chin.

The comfortable touch and fit made her mood almost rise at that moment, "How about a listen?"

She asked the demon.

In the night, the demon’s body was pitch black, its eyes were pitch black, its forehead had a black cross pattern, yet its face had white fur, paws had white fur, chest had white fur, and sitting proudly, resembling a man’s dignified appearance in a suit.

She smiled with curved eyes.

"Woof!" the demon replied.

Her eyes curved even more.

With a gentle smile, she rewarded it by rubbing the demon’s head.

She started to play slowly and melodiously, the piece was "Canon," a song she liked very much.

Played on the violin, that sense of standing in the middle of the ocean, looking up at the stars, listening to the waves, as if washing away the clamor, forgetting everything in serenely made her feel more and more peaceful.

Playing, immersed, she was also remembering her childhood, repeatedly standing under the spotlight on stage, facing examiners and the audience, recalling memories of countless solo performances.

When the piece ended, she had never felt more invigorated and delighted.

Thinking of Brother Yu who sent the violin, her heart was warmed beyond words.

But as she lowered her eyes and glanced at the demon’s reaction.

Seeing that silly dog lying on the pillow, sleeping soundly, almost choked her breath, unable to swallow.

Especially the next moment, the demon let out a snore!

Gu Zixuan collapsed.

Thinking of Feng Chengjin who gave her the dog, she ground her teeth in anger.

Ah ah ah! Why must she spend even the day after her divorce with all her time tangled up by a dog, let alone play a violin concert for a dog?

Playing a violin piece for a dog, could she live her days any more meaningfully!

Pressing her forehead, Gu Zixuan truly felt like selling it to the dog market the next morning, seeking a "dog loving" gentleman, lest she could not resist the impulse to make a dog meat hotpot one day!

Putting the violin back into the case, she pulled the quilt over herself with a muffled sound.

Sleep, sleep, truly, this life is unbearable.