Zhang Zhaomu was full of energy in the first half of the night. In order to vent his energy, he meticulously cleaned every nook and cranny of the rented room, and only started to feel sleepy in the second half of the night.
But he dared not sleep anymore. Although the " Refined " persona would provide a safety net, he wasn't that confident in his self-control. What if he fell asleep and, in order to sleep a little longer, simply abandoned the " Refined " persona? He would be doomed.
I was already late yesterday, and I just submitted my apology letter. It's really unacceptable for me to be late again today.
Finally, dawn broke. Zhang Zhaomu sat up straight on the sofa and yawned.
"This time, I've finally made it through."
Just then, Zhang Zhaomu's phone DiDi. He looked up and saw it was a message from Duan Chan'er.
So early?
He opened the chat window.
Duan Chan'er: "Class monitor, are you awake?"
Wangzai's Little Fist: "I didn't sleep at all, I'm super excited right now."
Duan Chan'er: "[Shocked]"
Wangzai's Little Fist: "How was the puppy last night?"
Duan Chan'er: "I fed them several times last night, and they're both doing pretty well! Would you like to come and check on them?"
"No need." Zhang Zhaomu felt a little embarrassed to go to his female classmate's house so early in the morning.
Duan Chan'er: "Come on, I want to discuss something with you. It's better to say it face to face."
"... OK."
Fortunately, Zhang Zhaomu had already washed up and tidied up. He went straight out, and before he could even knock, Duan Chan'er had already opened the door.
She was still wearing a nightgown, and her hair was a little messy, but the modeling was so amazing that she didn't look sloppy at all; instead, she had a kind of messy, homey beauty.
"I just fed them again." Duan Chan'er walked over to the cardboard box, squatted down, and said, "Look, their little bellies are all a bit bulging."
His tone carried a hint of unconscious boasting.
Zhang Zhaomu squatted down beside her and smiled, "The little one is sleeping quite soundly... I have to get up to feed her every two or three hours, you must have had a tough night last night, right?"
"It's not hard work," Duan Chan'er said with a smile. "Seeing them drinking milk so obediently gives me a sense of accomplishment."
Looking at her expression, Zhang Zhaomu really wanted to say something cheesy like, "Maybe it's because your maternal instincts have been activated," but thankfully, she had the " Refined " persona, so she didn't say anything so rude.
"Class monitor, let's give them names." Duan Chan'er looked over, her expression expectant.
"Name them?" Zhang Zhaomu was taken aback for a moment, then realized what he meant and asked, " Duan Chan'er, do you want to adopt them?"
If it's just a simple rescue operation, now that the most dangerous stage has passed, it should be taken to a pet store or relevant adoption agency today. There's no need to talk about giving it a name.
"I'm thinking about it." Duan Chan'er nodded. "You see, it's fate that we unexpectedly met these two little ones, and... I've always wanted to have a pet. I've thought about getting a cat before, but I've never had the chance."
"Having a pet is not something to be taken lightly." Zhang Zhaomu's tone became more serious. "You are responsible for their entire lives, which is more than ten or twenty years, requiring a lot of energy and material preparation."
"Besides, raising a cat and raising a dog are two completely different things. You should know this better than I do. Raising a dog is much more troublesome than raising a cat."
"Of course I know," Duan Chan'er replied. "Don't worry, I certainly won't be as irresponsible as their former owner."
Moreover, material conditions are not a problem for her at all. The monthly income from a web novel serialized with an average subscription of over 10,000 is enough to easily support two dogs or even adopt two children.
"Of course I believe in your sense of responsibility." Zhang Zhaomu thought for a moment and said, "But we're still in high school... Not to mention anything else, just this week, the two puppies need to be fed every two or three hours. How do you have the time?"
"I can run back during the break..." Duan Chan'er felt a little guilty when she said this. Although her rented room was not far from the school, it would still take five or six minutes to walk there, and even if she ran, it would take at least three minutes. The ten-minute break between classes was really too tight.
"If all else fails, I'll just be a little late... it's only for this week anyway."
She stared at Zhang Zhaomu, her tone pleading, "Class monitor, I really want to raise it."
Zhang Zhaomu was a little surprised by her tone and said, "This kind of thing doesn't necessarily require my consent..."
"Of course we need them!" Duan Chan'er said. "After all, it was you, class monitor, who found them first. Without you, they would have died long ago."
Zhang Zhaomu: "..."
These words made him suddenly feel a great sense of responsibility. His original thought was just to lend a helping hand; he hadn't really thought much about it.
No normal person could stand idly by in such a situation, right?
"Alright." Zhang Zhaomu glanced at the two puppies, her tone softening slightly. "If you're really determined, I have no objections."
He paused, then added, "Feel free to contact me if anything comes up. After all, we discovered this together, and I'll be happy to help."
"I knew our class monitor was super nice!" Duan Chan'er lit up with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling. "Then, class monitor, you can think of a name for them!"
"Let's each take one," Zhang Zhaomu suggested.
"Hehe, that's what I thought too." Duan Chan'er pointed to the small white dog with more fur and said, "Let's name it Barbecue."
" Barbecue?"
"Yes, because we came across it when we were planning to go for Barbecue," Duan Chan'er said with a smile. "Don't you think it sounds catchy?"
"It does sound catchy..."
Although it always feels like I'm just calling for ingredients.
Zhang Zhaomu looked at another small dog with more black fur, thought for a moment, and said, "Then let's name this one September."
"Why?" Duan Chan'er asked curiously.
"Because it was found in September."
"So casual..." Duan Chan'er repeated several times, "But it sounds quite nice too."
She carefully teased the two puppies, repeatedly calling out, " Barbecue ~ September ~ Wow, they're responding!"
"Of course they'll react if you poke them," Zhang Zhaomu couldn't help but chuckle.
"Let's take them to the pet store at noon for a check-up, just to put our minds at ease," Duan Chan'er said.
"Indeed, although they seem to be in good condition, they still need to be examined by a professional veterinarian to rule out any infections or congenital diseases."
Zhang Zhaomu nodded in agreement.
Then it suddenly dawned on her that Duan Chan'er, as the master, should handle this herself, right?
How did it naturally become "us"?