CHAPTER 349: CHAPTER 342: YOU’VE WORKED HARD

Qin Guanglin suffered from insomnia.

He gently pulled He Fang’s arm off his body, tiptoed out of bed, and went to the study to turn on his computer. He then found the comics he had been drawing for the past four years, starting from the first issue until the very end. In this deep night, he quietly relived the emotional journey they had been through together.

For him, everything was a first - the initial flutter in his heart, the excitement of being together, the thrill of moving in together, the nervousness of meeting his future father-in-law; it was all incredibly vivid.

But He Fang had told him that it wasn’t their first time, that in their past life – which could be considered a form of time travel – they were also husband and wife.

It was as if she had stealthily spit out the Granny Meng Soup at the Bridge of Helplessness and then found her way to him once again.

Hoping for a perfect union in both this life and the last.

After shutting down the computer, Qin Guanglin stood in front of the study window, watching as the moon set and the stars faded, with the dawn’s first light slowly spreading across the sky, before he turned and walked back to the bedroom and lay on the bed, quietly pressing his ear against He Fang’s belly.

The seed had only just been planted; naturally, he heard nothing, but he wanted to feel a glimpse of the new life that was beginning to take shape within.

It was the continuation of his and He Fang’s lives.

"What are you doing?" He Fang was stirred by his movement onto the bed, reached out for him but didn’t find him beside her, and opened her eyes to see Qin Guanglin leaning over her.

The day was just dawning; what was he doing instead of sleeping well?

"Shh..."

Qin Guanglin raised his index finger to his lips to signal He Fang, closed his eyes, and quietly pressed against her belly for a while before getting up, disappointed.

"I didn’t feel anything."

"What were you expecting to feel?"

"A daughter."

He pursed his lips and pulled on He Fang’s arm, wanting her to get up, "Hurry and test it, I can’t wait anymore, let’s not wait, just do the test and I’ll be reassured."

"It’s early in the morning... it’s not even light out yet!" He Fang helplessly got out of bed, saw his stubborn look, and had no choice but to slip on her slippers and shuffle toward the bathroom.

Regarding whether conception was successful, she already had an eighty percent certainty, but she didn’t completely trust the pregnancy test that Qin Guanglin had bought.

"What are you following me for?"

Turning to close the door, He Fang was startled by Qin Guanglin standing right behind her.

"I want to watch you take the test," Qin Guanglin said seriously.

"Go, go, get out."

"No, I need to be sure."

The pregnancy test was a plastic stick shaped like a toothbrush. She held the handle and wet it, but before she could react, Qin Guanglin, who didn’t mind the dirtiness, snatched it away and ran to the living room, eyes wide open, staring at the display area on it.

One red line.

"Isn’t that disgusting?"

He Fang flushed the toilet, looking disdainfully as she came out of the bathroom, and saw him standing there steadfastly; her heart skipped a beat. "Um... it takes a few minutes to display."

She paused, then continued, "I suspect you bought a counterfeit..."

"We’re pregnant!"

Qin Guanglin let out a roar, startling He Fang so much that her body shook slightly and she couldn’t finish her sentence. She just stared blankly as he ran over, holding the test stick in front of her eyes, then excitedly pointing at it and saying, "Look!"

He Fang slightly widened her eyes and looked carefully at the display area. Next to the original red line, a faint, barely noticeable trace of red had appeared.

"Wait a bit longer! It will become clearer!"

Qin Guanglin was as excited as a child, clenching his fists, unsure of how to express himself. He only let He Fang take a quick look before he took the test stick and paced back and forth in the living room, finally heading straight to the balcony.

The sky was bright outside. The morning was as calm as a clear mirror, and although the sun hadn’t risen yet, he held up the test stick high over his head, gazing unblinkingly at it, watching the light color become increasingly distinct, and he couldn’t help but hold his breath.

He Fang went back to the bedroom, dressed, and then came out to stand beside Qin Guanglin on the balcony, looking up at the two lines, one dark and one light. She took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and then exhaled slowly.

The two stood there in silence, the test stick in Qin Guanglin’s hand looking like some treasured item, the lines becoming more pronounced, matching the other line. He Fang blinked her eyes, reached out to wrap her arms around Qin Guanglin’s waist, and leaned her head against his shoulder.

"I’m pregnant."

Qin Guanglin slowly lowered his hand, raising his eyes to the golden horizon where the sun was hiding, with the dawn just peeking through.

At this moment, he felt he possessed all the beauty in the world.

...

...

Six days’ conquest, and a bullseye.

That day, Qin Guanglin did nothing else but forcefully have He Fang use a dozen pregnancy tests, which he washed and laid out neatly on the coffee table afterward to admire, grinning like a fool.

"I’m going to be a dad."

His mouth opened wide in a grin and never closed back up, holding the first stick from the morning as if he wanted to polish it like an antique.

"Aren’t you disgusted?"

He Fang was supremely annoyed; she hadn’t realized he had such a perverted side the last time she was pregnant.

By the looks of it, if it weren’t for the fact that these had been drenched in urine, he would probably have hugged them and kissed them to satisfy his obsession.

"Hey, why is this one lighter in color than the others?" Qin Guanglin ignored her, still fiddling with the pregnancy tests on the coffee table, arranging them first in the shape of the character for "female," then "peace."

The character for "elegance" was too complex for him to arrange.

"Wash your hands thoroughly later, at least five or six times, or don’t touch me."

He Fang rubbed her belly and returned to the bedroom, unwilling to watch his crazy antics, thinking he was hopeless.

Qin Guanglin was unfazed. "Seriously? You’ve never gotten pee on your hands?"

"... Ahhhhh! Keep it up, and you’ll sleep in the guest room by yourself!"

"Alright, alright, I’ll go wash my hands."

After tidying up his dozen treasures, Qin Guanglin looked towards He Fang in the bedroom and only then remembered what the real treasure was, barging into the bedroom and, ignoring her attempts to push him away, he knelt down and gave her belly a big kiss.

"I’m going to be a dad!"

"The seed has just been sown, and there are still ten months to go."

"Nine months!"

The pregnancy books in Qin Guanglin’s study were not bought for nothing. The common saying is a pregnancy lasts ten months, but in reality, babies are typically born around forty weeks.

"Counting from the last time your period ended, it’s a total of forty weeks, two hundred and eighty days. About twenty days have passed already, so there are only about two hundred and sixty days left... Yeah, only approximately two hundred and sixty days."

"You know all this?"

He Fang curled her lip, disgustingly pushing his head away. "Go wash your hands; you’re revolting."

"These lousy test strips are false advertising, claiming they can detect pregnancy in a week. Now after more than half a month, they’re finally showing something. I’m going to give them a bad review."

Qin Guanglin grumbled to himself as he went to wash his hands in the restroom, thinking about the few tests left in the study and contemplating whether to use them all at once.

These things were miraculous—pregnancy showed up with two stripes, and without pregnancy, none... it was truly amusing.

"You just lay there and don’t move. I’ll cook dinner, you just focus on nurturing the baby..."

His seed had just been sown in the ground, and he was already thinking about He Fang nurturing the baby. She listened with a mix of helplessness and idleness, too lazy to make retorts.

Qin Guanglin wouldn’t stop talking, babbling about all the precautions he had learned from his books for a long time before he suddenly realized, "But you’ve already been through this."

"Just remembered?"

"..." Qin Guanglin smacked his lips awkwardly. "Even though I’ve married a wife who belongs only to me, why do I always feel... something’s off?"

"Are you disgusted with me now?"

"Tsk, I’d be green with envy over myself. Stop reminding me; it’s so energizing."

Qin Guanglin laughed and walked into the bedroom, crouched by the bed, and laid his head on her belly, staying quiet for a moment, then sighed, "It’s tough on you to go through another ten months of pregnancy."

Pregnancy lasts ten months, followed by labor.

Indeed, it is the suffering of the human world.