Chapter 395 Stomachache, Undeterred
Kong Wange and Murong Ting returned from outside; the sun and moon had already changed shifts.
Kong Wange sat resting in a long rocking chair in the courtyard.
Murong Ting happily washed the wild fruits, placed them on the small table in front of her, and then sat down next to her.
The sky grew completely dark, with a few stars twinkling on the horizon.
The weather was beautiful today, without a single cloud in the sky. When we arrived in the suburbs, the stars seemed brighter and more dazzling than those in the city night sky.
Kong Wange felt that this was the most peaceful and comfortable moment she had experienced in many years.
"Murong Ting, do you know how to read astrology?"
"I know a little, but there are many constellations that we can't see with the naked eye, we can only see a little bit of them."
Kong Wange nodded with regret: "That's true, it would be great if we had a telescope."
Murong Ting curled his lips slightly: "Wait."
He got up and went back to his room, and soon brought out a huge thing.
Kong Wange was astonished as she watched him skillfully assemble it: "When did you prepare this?!"
Murong Ting set up the telescope and smiled, "When we built this place, I thought about sitting here with you and watching the stars, so I had Lin Cheng send this over."
Kong Wange stared at him blankly for a long time before laughing out loud: "When did we become so in sync?"
Murong Ting looked at her: "Ever since I met you."
Kong Wange's heart felt as if it had been gently poked, a little swollen and sore, and inexplicably itchy.
Murong Ting chuckled and pulled her to his side: "Alright, let's look at the stars."
Kong Wange sat down next to him, and the two of them looked at the night sky together through a telescope.
The starry sky visible to the naked eye is too limited. Only with the help of a telescope could Kong Wange truly feel the awe-inspiring nature of the night sky and the universe.
The starry sky was as bright as the Milky Way, and the magnificent nebulae were framed with rose-colored borders, scattering intoxicating brilliance.
Murong Ting, who was beside her, explained to her little by little which constellation was Orion and which was Andromeda. He had even prepared in advance and could tell the whole story of each constellation without any obstacles.
Against this dazzling night view, Kong Wange looked at Murong Ting's profile and felt an indescribable flutter in her heart.
Taking a deep breath, she called out to him, "Murong Ting."
Murong Ting was telling the story in his mind when he heard someone call his name. He subconsciously turned his head and asked, "What...?"
As soon as he uttered a single word, a soft kiss landed on his cheek.
She touched him briefly and then stepped back, creating distance between them.
Murong Ting, however, seemed to be frozen in place, staring at the person beside him, unable to look away for a long time.
It was so quiet all around that they could hear each other's heartbeats pounding in the silent night.
Their breaths mingled, and Murong Ting took a deep breath, asking her in a hoarse voice, "Back to the room?"
Before Kong Wange could answer, he stretched out his long arm and picked her up.
The distance from the courtyard to the room was only a few dozen meters, but Murong Ting felt that the distance was too long.
He rushed back to the room, placed Kong Wange on the bed, his eyes burning with passion. He reached out to unbutton her skirt, but Kong Wange grabbed his hand.
Her palms were soft, but her actions left no room for refusal. She said coquettishly, "Go take a shower first."
Murong Ting paused, took a deep breath, and said impatiently, "I just washed this morning, no need to..."
“No,” Kong Wange said firmly, “It must be washed.”
Murong Ting stared at her for a long time before finally giving in: "Fine, wait for me."
Kong Wange nodded, and he got up and went into the bathroom.
The water in the bathroom started gushing, and the man came out in just over ten seconds.
He walked over step by step, wearing a black bathrobe, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he forcefully suppressed the restlessness and turmoil within him.
As he approached the bed, he called her tenderly, "Wanwan..."
His eyes held a storm of emotions that were hard to contain.
Kong Wange gave a soft snort and whispered, "You're so heavy."
It was just a casual remark, but Murong Ting felt like he was being torn apart.
His breathing became increasingly heavy, and he almost lost all restraint in the force he used.
However, just when everything was going smoothly and they were about to take the final step, Murong Ting suddenly stopped.
He then looked at Kong Wange in disbelief.
Kong Wange seemed to have anticipated this moment.
She blinked innocently: "What's wrong, honey?"
Calling him "husband" couldn't stop Murong Ting from collapsing as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.
"Wanwan, you..."
Looking at his expression, Kong Wange was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface she still maintained an innocent and clueless look: "Oh dear, I forgot that I got my period today, I'm sorry, honey."
Murong Ting could tell at a glance whether the person had genuinely forgotten or was faking it.
This poor acting clearly points to the latter.
He gritted his teeth: "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Kong Wange blinked her big eyes but didn't say anything.
"Damn it!" Murong Ting blurted out a curse on his own.
Then, he got up helplessly and said, "You lie down, I'm going to the bathroom."
She only felt better when she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
She knew all along that today was the day her period was coming, which is why she could be so brazen and flirtatious all day long.
After the initial excitement, Kong Wange began to reflect on whether what she had done was a bit unfair.
Should I apologize to him?
This person shouldn't be so petty as to hold a grudge against her forever.
As if the heavens had heard her fervent prayers, retribution came quickly; her stomach began to hurt.
And it hurt more than ever before.
Kong Wange is pressing on the acupoint to relieve the pain.
Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Murong Ting emerged, his hair dripping wet.
Just as he was thinking about how to "punish" her, he spotted Kong Wange curled up in a ball on the bed.
He paused for a moment, tossed aside the towel he was using to dry his hair, and strode over: "Wanwan, are you alright?"
In just a short while, Kong Wange looked like she had been pulled out of the water, so much pain that she was almost exhausted.
The pain came on so suddenly, and she said weakly, "It's nothing, it just hurts, I'll bear with it."
She pressed the acupoints for a long time without any effect, and now she didn't even have the strength to speak, so she simply lay there like a corpse under the covers.
Murong Ting's eyes were filled with heartache, yet he felt somewhat powerless.
He tucked her in, thought for a moment, picked up his phone, opened the Zhihu app, and typed in "[What should a girl do about menstrual cramps?]" into the search bar.
He clicked on one of the posts, and the top-rated comment was: "Drink more hot water!"
Murong Ting reluctantly exited the app and opened a search app, entering the same question into the search box.
The search results brought up many answers from professional doctors.
After reading through the reports one by one, he came to a conclusion: his wife's stomachache was not a simple matter; it was highly likely that she had late-stage cancer and was beyond saving.
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