Getting on her boat - Chapter 088 More tiring than having sex

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"How are you?"
"...It's...it's alright...could you help me get it..."
Wan Zi had no idea how long she had been in the bathroom until Liang Jingming knocked on the door.
Before he finished speaking, a small crack opened in the enclosed space, and he reached in a hand, handing her her bag.
"Did you bring any painkillers?"
"have."
He gave his answer, but there was no further reply. As he slowly changed his underwear and inserted a tampon, Wan Zi could hear Liang Jingming's gentle breathing.
Like snowflakes falling one by one, she pieced together the whole picture in her mind—
With a "pop," he unscrewed the bottled water provided by the hotel, poured it into the kettle, and pressed the power button.
He would prepare a cup of warm water so she could take her medicine and warm her stomach; he would also bring a thermos to Ocean Park so she could have hot water whenever she wanted.
Such a thoughtful and considerate man is almost perfect in every word and deed.
But why did panic instantly overwhelm her excitement when she knew he was going to propose?
"what to do?"
After composing herself and leaving the restroom, Wan Zi ultimately didn't dare to look at Liang Jingming's face.
She went around behind him and pressed herself against him, feigning melancholy: "My period is so unreasonable, we can't do it tonight."
"It's okay, you can do something else."
He curled his lips into a smile, as always: "I don't care."
What are you busy with? Kneeling on one knee?
The more she thought about it, the more her scalp tingled. Wan Zi quickly tried to lighten the mood with a joke: "Who cares about you? I'm just heartbroken that I can't enjoy myself!"
"Or, you could just sneak in without coming in?"
"……don't want."
It's like the gender roles are reversed; Liang Jingming has become the awkward one.
Even when he refused, he smiled, as if afraid of being noticed by his flushed ears, and pulled her into his arms, saying hurriedly, "We can see Ocean Park from here, didn't you want to take pictures?"
Come on.
Eager to find something to do, Wan Zi picked up her Polaroid camera. Because of Liang Jingming's long arms, the two snapped one photo after another.
Leaning against the window, the scenery is magnificent, but unfortunately, the picture can't capture the sound. The kettle is singing a song, about to boil, wandering around like background noise, like some kind of fragile balance with a metaphorical feel.
As the photographic paper gradually revealed its image, Wan Zi belatedly realized what was happening.
This is their first photo together.
"Oh my god, this picture of me is so ugly."
She leaned against Liang Jingming, covering the lower half of his face, while revealing her entire face. Her smile was reserved, but her face was shrouded in a daze, and she seemed absent-minded to the point of being naive.
"No, no, keep it."
She wanted to destroy the photos, but he was too fast and reached high up in an instant, so she couldn't reach them even if she jumped: "They're really beautiful."
As he spoke, he took out his wallet and carefully placed it into the transparent inner pocket.
Startled by what he caught sight of, Liang Jingming suddenly looked up—
"Wanzi, does your reluctance to go to Disneyland have anything to do with this?"
He had just pulled the card out of the slot when he saw another group photo in his hand.
The edges of the photo still have the wavy shape popular in the millennium. The family of four smiles faintly as they stand under an arched gate carved with Mickey Mouse. The brief warmth is frozen in the past, but now it seems to be tinged with sadness.
When he went to Macau on a business trip, he held up this family photo and told her about his mother, his family, and his past.
"……right."
Startled by Liang Jingming's keen insight, Wan Zi hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell the truth.
"Actually, I don't hate Disney that much. I just feel that it belongs to you and your family."
“You have many wonderful memories there, and I don’t want to get involved anymore. Tonight, Ocean Park belongs to you and me.”
“Liang Jingming, I’m incredibly selfish. I know it all too well, but I have no intention of changing.”
With a faint smile, Wan Zi's eyes were deep: "Because you are very important to me, your family is also very important to me."
"But they... are still your family."
"Just like some people who can immediately change how they address their spouse's parents after getting married, naturally and smoothly calling them 'Mom and Dad'..."
Before she could even utter a word, Wan Zi felt a tightness in her chest: "I can't, I need time, I can't do it."
"I can't care about your family the same way I care about you."
"Although your brother is very lovable, and I do like him a lot, my love for him is like a parallelogram—it's not strong at all; it'll deform with the slightest breeze. Your love for him, on the other hand, is like a triangle—it will never waver."
She looked up at Liang Jingming, speaking each word slowly and deliberately, as if making a vow.
“I understand the difference between family affection and romantic love, and I won’t interfere with your love for him. But I also hope you can understand my feelings.”
When she was a child, Wan Zi loved watching Garfield, and one story in particular left a deep impression on her.
One day, Garfield accidentally got lost and ended up in a pet store after many twists and turns. He missed his owner so much that he fell ill and thought he would never be reunited with him. But at the lowest point of his sorrow, he saw his owner walk into the store.
The story naturally ends with a happy ending, and Garfield returns to his carefree, couch potato lifestyle. But at the end, this seemingly foolish cat says something—
I will never ask my owner why he walked into the pet store that day.
Is it a search across the entire city to find Garfield, or a plan to buy a replacement?
There is only one answer: human nature can never withstand the test.
Just as Garfield wouldn't ask his owner, she wouldn't ask Liang Jingming, "If I go to Ocean Park and your brother goes to the airport at the same time, which one would you choose?"
Between me and your brother, which one do you love the most?
She just wanted to use a little rational tolerance to get some space for the two of them to be alone.
"I see."
He carefully put the photos back into his wallet, placing Wan Zi's photo on top of the family portrait. Liang Jingming ruffled her hair and spoke with equal sincerity.
“You’ve been so good to my brother, you’re not selfish at all. Don’t always think so badly of yourself, I know what kind of person you are.”
"but……"
After a pause, he suddenly smiled slightly: "I'll invite you to Disneyland sometime, you have to come."
"...Why?" Wan Zi asked, bewildered. "I already said Disney is for you and your family—"
The sudden realization didn't spill from her lips; she opened her eyes wide and quickly covered them.
He meant that going to Disneyland with him would be perfectly reasonable, as family.
To be his wife, his lover, his spouse.
Mrs. Leung.
Will you come?
With his eyes narrowed in delight, Liang Jingming was still intently asking questions.
"Tch, you're dreaming."
Despite maintaining her usual haughty demeanor, Wan Zi couldn't resist the overwhelming mix of suffocation, panic, and guilt that surged within her like a perfect storm.
"I'm very busy, okay... You think I'll come out just because you tell me to?"
"Let's go, let's go, stop talking nonsense."
Seeing that he still wanted to say something, she quickly drank water, took her medicine, and packed her bag, doing it all in one go while enduring the double burning sensation in her mouth and brain.
"Hurry up and head out, let's go to Ocean Park first."
Not long after leaving home, Wan Zi realized that this was the most frightening journey of her life.
The thought that "he proposed" was like a seed eager to sprout, stirring restlessly in the small patch of soil in her heart.
After all, no matter how caring Liang Jingming is, he is still a man, and a man's self-righteous romance is the most frightening.
Would he hide the ring in the cake so she might accidentally knock out a tooth when she takes a bite? Would he suddenly confess his love to her during a conservation performance, with two sea lions clapping enthusiastically nearby? Would he rent out an entire 4D dinosaur theater, with his tender love story playing at the very beginning of the film?
"My dearest Wanzi, I wonder if you remember how many days and nights it has been since we met..."
While strolling through the Ocean Park, I clenched my fists, and all sorts of nauseating fantasies flooded my mind, making me want to vomit.
She couldn't remember exactly how long she'd known Liang Jingming. All she knew was that someone as sensitive and awkward as her would be incredibly afraid of even one thing coming true—
She might as well die.
Are you alright?
Finally, it's time to go back to the hotel. Wanzi is more tired than having sex all day.
It's like she's playing an extremely difficult game of Minesweeper, successfully avoiding all the dangers and surviving to this day, but she can't be happy at all, because the next step is always the hardest.
Completely unaware of her anxiety, the person who planted the landmine looked concerned, took her hand, and nuzzled her face.
"You seem a bit off today."
"No, it's just my period..."
She swiped her card to get into the room, deliberately keeping her voice soft and gentle. But the moment her eyes met something, Wan Zi's expression involuntarily changed drastically—
Holy crap!
The hotel had already turned down the bed, but it wasn't in a normal state at all.
Candles flickered with an ambiguous glow, creating an atmosphere as wild and suggestive as a brothel. Rose petals were scattered across the carpet and arranged in the shape of an arrow piercing two hearts on the large bed. There was also a music box on the minibar that inexplicably played the "Wedding March."
"This, this..."
What was bound to happen had to happen. Wan Zi was on the verge of fainting, and could only keep herself conscious by frantically pinching her thigh. She asked breathlessly, "What is happening...?"
"I'll have the hotel make some minor adjustments..."
Even Liang Jingming was a little stunned, muttering, "It seems a bit too much..."
"Is this what you call 'a little'?"
Turning around abruptly, Wan Zi suddenly realized that there was no space behind her.
Liang Jingming was bending over with his head down, and his left knee was about to touch the ground.
"Hey!" Unable to hold back any longer, Wan Zi pounced like a leopard. She grabbed his arm, preventing him from kneeling completely. "What are you doing!"
Startled, Liang Jingming froze in his tracks. A fleeting look of panic crossed his face, but it was clearly reflected in her eyes—
"...Change your shoes."
Panicked and anxious, Wan Zi felt dizzy. She thought to herself, "You came up with this excuse pretty quickly, why didn't you just say you needed a 100-meter running start?"
However, once he opened his mouth, he couldn't care less about any complaints. The thoughts that had been swirling in his mind for so long came rushing out like lightning, impossible to suppress. Without even thinking, he broke through the space—
"Liang Jingming, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sick—"
"But I don't want to get married."

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