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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 426.

Chapter 426.

    Chapter 426.<h4><b>Chapter 426. A Picture’s Worth a Thousand Words, but a Picture Does Not Do You Justice. (1/3)</b></h4>


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I returned to Dawn’s side, sheined, “That must have been the longest number one of your life.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha, it really was. Sorry to keep you waiting. We can go now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Weren’t yuh waiting for a text from an acquaintance of yours and nning to meet them here?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I got the text while I was in the washroom so I went and met up with them as soon as I finished. That’s what took me so long to get back.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It wasn’t a lie. The sequence of events did sort of y out like that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. Who was it yuh met exactly though?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Does it matter?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, you’re being super sneaky about it. It’s like you’re trying to hide yuh went to meet up with a mistress or something. Does Rosa know about this acquaintance of yours?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, she knows.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Does she really or are yuh lyin?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s the truth.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Was that acquaintance a woman?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s her name?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why do you want to know?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So I can let Rosa know and verify whether you’re telling the truth.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaah. Their name is Wisteria. You’re free to ask her if she knows Wisteria right now if you want.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I held out Dawn’s phone to her. On my way back I’d already uploaded the video somewhere safe and deleted it from her phone. Thankfully she didn’t have a passcode set on her phone. I guess she wasn’t as concerned about people snooping since she had nothing to really hide. She also seemed to be an airhead so she might just be worried she’d forget the passcode.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah. Ipletely forgot you had it.” She really was quick to prove my point about her being an airhead. If she was a girl living in the city, there wouldn’t be a second where she didn’t have her phone in hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s go now. It’s prettyte. We’ve still got to install the battery in your pickup truck.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh yeah. Hurry up, let’s go. Rosa’s also waiting for you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I sent Rosa a heads-up text letting her know we were finally heading back to the pickup truck and that we should be there in an hour.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I received a burst of texts back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Slow!’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘So freaking slow!’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘It’s about damn time!’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Are you a turtle?’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘You are, aren’t you?’


    <span style="font-weight:400">My lips twitched as I read herints, but I still apologized, ‘Sorry. A lot happened.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I told Dawn what I wanted the doctor’s name for iming it was to sound more credible in a text to Rosa, I actually hadn’t then. I’d texted Wisteria at that time rather than Rosa. So Rosa had been out of the loop this entire time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘The campfire story tonight better be a damn good one.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Don’t worry, it is.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hahaha, it’s not every day you get to lure a doctor into a honey trap to get a free MRI scan done.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After that little exchange through texts, Dawn and I left the hospital and hit the road.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…


    <span style="font-weight:400">About an hour into our drive down the highway, the sun was already setting to our side. The sky glowed a crimson hue along our left side. There were long lines of clouds in rows stretching from one end of the horizon’s edge to the other. The further away, the darker the shade of red. The golden wheat field from during the day looked like it was on fire, zing orange.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In front of us, a ck pickup truck came into view not too far away. It was still exactly where we left it. Thankfully it hadn’t grown feet and ran off on its own.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A minuteter, we pulled over directly in front of it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thankfully, it hadn’t been tampered with and there weren’t any broken windows.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. We’re finally back.” Dawn muttered as she hopped off the back of my motorcycle. She raised her arms up in the air and stretched.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. How did you find your first time in a big city?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She seemed pretty tired.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t even stay for long, but somehow, I feel exhausted. It feels like I’ve been running a marathon all day and I’m all burnt out. I’m so tired I just want to go to sleep already.” Dawn climbed on the back of her pickup truck as she spoke.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You were looking around a lot and taking pictures of everything on your phone even while we drove back. Processing all the new sights you’re unustomed to seeing andmitting them to memory can be quite taxing mentally, so it isn’t strange you’re so exhausted.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.” Dawn sat down on the roof of the driver’s seat and let her legs dangle over the edge at her knees as sheid down on her back. She tilted her head up so she could watch the sun as it slowly dipped below the horizon. Her hair spread out like a fan. Some of it hung down over the front windshield and rear ss into the open trunk. For a farm girl, I couldn’t deny her current appearance was a stunning sight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. It was fun though… and not as scary as I thought it’d be.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you n to go to the city again?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. I want to eat more of the food in the city. It was so good.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’ll get fat if you eat too much.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t get fat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you sure about that? It looks like you might have already put on a few points after the fried chicken you ate today.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Liar, I didn’t.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haha. Weigh yourself on a scale when you get home if you don''t believe me. If you aren’t careful you won’t be able to see your toes soon when you look down at the ground.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She raised her legs straight up in the air and said, “Look, I can see them just fine if I do this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It doesn’t count if you do that. You need to be standing up straight.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“... I won’t get fat,” Dawn grumbled as her legs dropped back down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As we bantered back and forth, I installed the battery while she rxed on the roof of the pickup truck and watched the sun as it drifted further below the horizon. By now, only about 5% of the sun could be seen just barely peeking out over the edge.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The view in the city was pretty exciting, but I’m much more used to this. This is the scenery I’m most ustomed to seeing every day. I’ve seen it so many times that it’s gotten boring. But today… right now at least… I can’t help but feel rxed... and at peace...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It is quite a nice view. I guess if you see it every day it’d probably get stale though.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn didn’t respond.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I stood up and peeked over the hood to check on her, worried that she might have started daydreaming again. Her eyes were shut closed and her breathing was steady as her chest heaved up and down rhythmically. Thankfully, it seems she’d only fallen asleep. I didn’t bother to immediately wake her up and I continued installing the battery.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Vrrrrr. Vrrrrr. Vrrrrr.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I only had two more nuts to tighten I heard a vibrating sound.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I pulled out my phone and confirmed it wasn’t mine. I stood up, looked over the hood again, and noticed the roof under Dawn was vibrating a bit. It seemed it was her phone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was likely her father. Seriously, now he’s calling her? Does this man not check his texts either? Considering his full voice mailbox… I guess it was possible.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, Dawn, your phone’s ringing. Would you wake up already? Seriously, answer it, it’s probably your father.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s going to be worried if you don’t pick it up.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not only a daydreamer but a heavy sleeper. Truly the worstbination. Looking at her right now, I couldn’t help but be reminded of a sloth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I climbed up the back of the pickup truck and leaned over her body. I put my left hand down on the roof and ced my right hand on her shoulder to shake her awake. But as if the stars aligned and I was cursed, an unexpected disaster fell upon me without warning. My left hand slipped off the side, down the windshield.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Of course… of course it came.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The ironic end to this day’s encounter, right as the sun sank all the way beneath the horizon and the sky descended into darkness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Awakening sleeping beauty with a kiss.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With our lips connected together, Dawn’s serene eyes slowly opened up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She didn’t freak out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But... I naturally did. I quickly pushed off the hood and pulled my face back away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, that was an ident.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“An… ident?”
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