Chapter 24 Are you going to push me to the morgue? ...
Memories spread like seawater, engulfing Hengxing's body and mouth, a mixture of unease and suffocation making her feel irritable.
"Captain Heng, Captain Heng!" Yu Nianqing's voice brought her back to her senses.
She snapped out of her daze, turned to look at him, and asked, "Mr. Yu, what's wrong?"
"Shall we talk about something else?" Yu Nianqing suggested to her.
Heng Xing's overly gloomy expression just now reminded him of the night they first met, when her expression also changed abruptly and her emotions shifted rapidly, and he was so frightened that he pulled out his gun.
Captain Heng was probably greatly affected by his mother's death.
This was the second time Hengxing felt her emotions were out of control. She felt like a powder keg waiting to be lit, unsure of how much fuel she had or where the match could ignite her.
That's strange.
Now is not a good time to think about this. She looked at Yu Nianqing, who was still looking at her with a worried expression.
"Mr. Yu, I'm fine. Is there anything else you'd like to ask me?"
Seeing that she had indeed recovered, Yu Nianqing felt relieved and asked the question she was most curious about, "Captain Heng, how old are you this year?"
The alcohol did not numb her brain.
Hengxing hesitated for a moment, then answered confidently, "I'm 19 starting today."
She's nineteen in mental age; she's still very young.
"What about you? What about you?" She turned over and lay on her side looking at him.
"It's impolite to ask an Omega's age," Yu Nianqing said, using evasive tactics.
"How could you do this? I've already told you how old I am." The chicken head in Hengxing's hand started biting his sleeve again.
Seeing the neatly ironed shirt being pinched and wrinkled, Yu Nianqing surrendered, saying, "I'm 23 years old this year."
Only after he said it did he realize that he was four years older than her.
He suddenly began to worry that Captain Heng might think he was too old, since most Omegas were already married and had children by the age of 23.
With a hint of sadness, he leaned back onto the mattress.
Seeing his disappointment, Hengxing, being as clever as she was, guessed the reason.
She immediately comforted Yu Nianqing, "It's okay. As long as you start exercising properly and eating more nutritious foods from today, you can live for another eighty years at most."
Heng Xing paused for a moment, then said, "You can live for at most four more of yourself."
What does "nearly four of you" mean?
"Captain Heng, you don't have to talk if you don't want to." Yu Nianqing turned her head and glared at her.
Hengxing couldn't help but laugh out loud, but then felt it wasn't very polite, so she pulled the collar of her turtleneck sweater up to cover her face and then hid inside the sweater and laughed quietly.
"You're just burying your head in the sand," Yu Nianqing said with a laugh.
She laughed even harder.
Yu Nianqing turned to look at the ceiling, where the snow-white ceiling was covered with concentric circles of shrinking patterns.
He got up at five o'clock today and only slept on his desk at noon. His sleep time and sleep quality were very poor. Now that he was feeling sleepy, he obediently closed his eyes.
I'm a bit tired today.
After Hengxing finished laughing, she pulled down her collar and turned to talk to him, only to find that he had already fallen asleep.
Bored, I turned my head to look at the ceiling, my toes tapping rhythmically off the mattress.
A faint scent of mint lingered around her, and she inexplicably felt enveloped in a magical sense of peace. Each wisp of fragrance was like a tiny mint leaf covering her body.
Hengxing felt like a tree-person covered in leaves, hidden in the forest. As the surrounding trees fell asleep, she felt bored and sleepy. So she closed her eyes and drifted into a long-awaited dream.
Tonight's dream tasted like cake.
The kitchen was shrouded in a hazy fog, and she sat on the floor stacking blocks, her little braid swaying behind her head.
To the child on the ground, the cabinets around him were enormous.
Just as she placed the red triangular block on top of the block house, the oven on the corner table started to chime.
The fragrant toast is ready.
The man, whose face was obscured, took out a baking tray and used a knife to cut the golden toast into slices, placing them into a plate decorated with small flowers.
The blonde woman, whose face was also obscured, fearlessly took a slice of toast from the plate with her bare hand and walked towards the blonde braid on the ground.
Hengxing felt herself being lifted up by a tall woman and placed in her arms, the woman's arms encircling her lower abdomen.
The woman behind her put the half-eaten piece of toast in front of her own mouth, gesturing for her to take a bite as well.
Hengxing turned his head away in disgust, his golden braid hitting the woman's arm.
She's a child, not stupid. This is covered in her saliva, she won't eat it.
"If you're so picky, I'll eat it if you don't want to," the woman complained, deliberately poking the child's waist with her finger. She only stopped laughing when the child angrily bit her arm.
"You always tease her like this," the man scolded her, then handed the child a piece of toast cut into small pieces and spread with strawberry jam. "Be careful, don't get it all over your body again."
"It's time, I'm going to work." The woman finished laughing, ate her toast in a few bites, put the child back on the mat, and gracefully put on her uniform jacket before walking out of the room.
Hengxing woke up around 8 p.m.
When I open my eyes, I see the familiar ceiling; when I close them, the warm and illusory dream is gone.
Being able to immerse oneself in a dream is a skill in itself, but she lacked the ability to hold onto her dreams.
She sat up and turned around to find that Yu Nianqing was still asleep.
He looked to be sleeping soundly, his arms wrapped around his body; he might be a little cold.
The temperature in the driver's cab was not as high as in the guest room, so Hengxing took out a blanket to cover him.
Just as she was about to put it down, she suddenly remembered that she had found the blanket in the storeroom. It probably hadn't been washed in a long time, and she couldn't tell if it was covered in dust.
Mr. Yu is a germaphobe, so he probably wouldn't accept this blanket.
But it's cold here.
What's the best way to do this?
"Let's take him back to his room," Hengxing decided.
The second question is...
How to send him back
Should I take it back?
That's extremely offensive.
Hengxing looked around and spotted the small cart that had just been used to push the cake. The cart had a metal plate area of about 1.2 meters by 0.8 meters and raised railings on both sides, making it easy to flip over and not fall off.
Excellent.
She quickly made a plan: put Mr. Yu on the trolley, then transported him back to the guest room, and then put him down again.
Lying directly on the iron plate might be a bit cold, so Hengxing took out a washed sheet from her spatial storage.
She spread a clean, white sheet on the trolley, bent down, lifted Yu Nianqing from the mattress, and gently placed him in the middle of the sheet with a steady movement.
Mr. Yu is so light! It feels like she could carry one of them in each hand.
Seeing Mr. Yu lying peacefully between the white sheets, his hands folded in front of his lower abdomen, Hengxing felt something was amiss.
It's a bit strange, but I can't quite put my finger on why.
Never mind, that's not the point.
After confirming that he was lying securely and wouldn't fall off, Master Heng officially set off!
She pushed the trolley towards the guest rooms, trying her best to push it at a steady pace and smoothly so as not to disturb the guests' sleep, showcasing her own unique style.
Yu Nianqing squinted at the white cloth around him and fell silent. In fact, he had woken up the moment Heng Xing picked him up, but he thought it would be nice if Captain Heng could carry him all the way back to his room, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Who would have thought that she would put herself on a small cart and even lay a white cloth under herself?
real,
It's amazing.
We've already gone ahead with it.
He decided to continue pretending to be asleep and wait for Captain Heng to carry him to bed.
The driver's cab and the guest room weren't far apart. He squinted and counted as he did so. When he saw his room door getting closer and closer, he breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.
Who would have thought that the stroller wouldn't stop for the next minute?
He opened his eyes and found himself getting further and further away from the room.
Looking up at Alpha pushing the cart, she saw that she was full of energy and radiant, clearly enjoying herself.
Yu Nianqing: ...sigh
Let me go back to my room, I regret it.
As the door drew closer, Hengxing regretted her decision.
Pushing the stroller was so much fun; it reminded her of going to the supermarket when she was a child.
Slightly guilty, she glanced down at Mr. Yu, who was still asleep.
Or, how about we push it one more time?
Then, she excitedly walked past the room door, pushing her cart and starting a parade around the spaceship.
"Captain Heng, have you seen that very famous TV series from last year?" the person on the cart suddenly asked.
Hengxing had a strong mentality and was not startled by his sudden voice at all. He continued to push the cart steadily.
No, what TV?
"Dr. Chen is a suspenseful horror film. Haven't you seen it?" Yu Nianqing asked her.
Heng Xing said, "No."
Yu Nianqing didn't believe it. "You've never even heard of it?"
Heng Xing: "No."
He hadn't seen it; he thought that TV series was very famous.
After all, he noticed that the marshal was secretly watching, and the two even discussed the plot for a while.
"That show tells the story of a serial killer."
"Is he a doctor?"
"Yes, he would anesthetize his target, place him on a cart covered with a white sheet, and then personally push it to the dismemberment workshop in his basement."
After explaining, Yu Nianqing asked sincerely, "Captain Heng, where are you going to take me?"
Heng Xing chuckled like a villain, "Of course I'll push you into my studio, and then push you into the morgue."
Yu Nianqing covered his face with his hands and laughed. He knew Captain Heng was joking. "You still say you haven't seen it?"
The journey, which took about ten minutes, ended at that moment. Hengxing parked the cart in front of his room. "I really haven't seen it. It was just a random performance."
"Really? But Dr. Chen smiles like you too." Yu Nianqing got up and jumped off the stroller.
Seeing his stubbornness, Hengxing explained helplessly, "I really haven't seen it."
"Alright, Captain Heng, goodnight." Yu Nianqing didn't insist any further, opened the door, and turned to say goodbye.
Hengxing rested her arms on the cart and waved to him, "Good night, see you tomorrow."
"By the way, happy birthday," Yu Nianqing said with a smile, then closed the door, leaning against it as she listened to the creaking of wheels outside fading into the distance.
Only after the sound disappeared did he take his clothes to take a shower.
In his solitude, he put aside his restless mind and reflected on everything that had happened that day.
The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed. Hengxing was 18 years old this year. Ten years ago, Keze Star exploded, and she left Keze Star by herself when she was 8 years old.
People under the age of sixteen are not allowed to travel alone on a starship.
Never mind, he doesn't care about her past anyway.
If you don't want to talk about it, then don't.
None of these matters.
After taking a shower, he went straight to bed. Even though he had slept for a long time in the afternoon, he could still fall asleep instantly.
I slept without any dreams.
The next day, he woke up slowly at 7:30, got out of bed, got dressed, and went into the bathroom to wash up.
He habitually checks the real-time map while brushing his teeth, confirming the spaceship's location every day.
Strangely, the software shows that the spaceship has remained stationary since 1 a.m. today.
He felt something was off, so after washing up, he went to the wheelhouse to find Captain Heng.
Captain Heng sat cross-legged on the mattress that hadn't been put away yet, intently watching the virtual screen in front of him.
He asked, "What happened?"
"There's a problem with the spaceship's propulsion," Heng Xing replied.
"It shouldn't be a big problem, right? Captain Heng knows how to repair spaceships, doesn't he?" Yu Nianqing said.
Heng Xing awkwardly fidgeted with his fingers, "Um, this model is too new, I don't know how to fix it."
"So, I'm currently watching tutorials to learn."
Yu Nianqing walked up behind her and found that she was indeed watching an instructional video, at three times the speed.
"Don't worry, I can get it done in half a day at most," Captain Heng chuckled, making irresponsible promises.
Why do you look so guilty and insecure?
Yu Nianqing: ...
He sat silently beside her and watched the instructional videos with her.
Learn a little bit; it might be helpful later.
Author's Note: Hengxing: Knowledge still needs to be updated constantly.
Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants with nutrient solution between 2023-01-10 22:33:38 and 2023-01-11 17:37:01!
Thank you to the little angel who threw the landmine: I await your return, just as we once did;
Thank you to the little angels who watered the nutrient solution: Book Famine Old Lady (10 bottles); Bu Cai (5 bottles); Yi Bu Lu (3 bottles); Chu He Bu Zhi (2 bottles); Le Ran and Yan Xi (1 bottle each);
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