It felt like an electric shock on her back; if Bei Sining were a cat, her fur would probably be all sticking up.
"Why aren't you sleeping? The doctor said you're not fully recovered yet." Bei Sining composed herself, feeling embarrassed, and refused to turn to look at Wen Zheng. The good thing was that the scare had diverted her attention, and the pain in her lower abdomen had lessened.
"I woke up as soon as you got up," Wen Zheng said, not letting go of her hand and even rubbing it. "I'm asking you, where does it hurt?"
Bei Sining stubbornly refused to answer, and after a long while, Wen Zheng sighed.
He couldn't bear to hear Wen Zheng sigh; a sigh sounded like sadness, like compromise, like helplessness. There had been too many helpless situations in the past. He clearly hoped that Wen Zheng would be happy every day, instead of having to worry about him again.
Bei Sining wanted to explain, but before he could turn around, Wen Zheng hugged him tightly from behind.
Immediately afterwards, a warm, damp sensation touched his neck, catching him off guard and striking his heart.
“Wen Zheng…” He dared not turn back, frozen in place, the moonlight enveloping the small terrace.
The bright silver light shone on Wen Zheng's trembling eyelashes.
Wen Zheng felt so guilty that he wanted to punch himself twice.
Why wasn't it discovered sooner?
Wen Zheng had been following along and watched Bei Sining sneak away.
He walked slowly, and reached out to steady himself against the wall.
The overwhelming sadness almost drowned out Wen Zheng's breathing; waves of suffocation engulfed him, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
Are you injured but not saying anything?
Does it hurt?
He suppressed his surging emotions and touched Bei Sining's body. The cat spirit's back was soaked with sweat, and his hands were covered in cold sweat.
"Where do you feel unwell?" He asked again, unaware that he was crying. "I'm more worried if you don't tell me."
"...Dantian, it's alright, it'll be fine soon." Bei Sining's expression was tense. After a pause, she added, "Are you alright? Were you not wearing shoes?"
Wen Zheng likes to go barefoot at home. The hospital is very clean, and he often forgets to put on his shoes when he gets out of bed. The doctor has seen this and told him off several times.
"How long is 'soon'?"
"..." Bei Sining remained silent. "It won't be long."
That must have been a long time. Wen Zheng's heart sank.
"I'll go get you a heat pack." Wen Zheng let go of her hand, stood up, turned around and ran away in a hurry. A gust of cold wind blew, and Bei Sining realized that she had just broken out in a sweat from tension.
The pain continued to erode his sense of reason, leaving his mind a jumbled mess. Bei Sining felt overwhelmed; he didn't want to see Wen Zheng cry, nor did he want to show weakness.
When Wen Zheng returned, he saw him with his brows furrowed and one hand covering his stomach.
"Does it still hurt a lot?" After washing his face, Wen Zheng calmed down a lot. He first brushed back the hair that was wet with sweat and stuck to Bei Sining's forehead, then tore open a heat patch from the hospital and put it on his stomach.
Bei Sining bit his lips until they turned white. Wen Zheng knew he couldn't move him at this moment, so he simply sat down on the ground next to him.
Reaching out, Wen Zheng pulled the cat spirit close to him, finding the perfect position to encircle him.
"The position of the stomach, right?" Wen Zheng reached into his clothes, adjusted the position and contact area, and then gently massaged it clockwise.
Bei Sining could hear her and finally loosened her teeth. At this point, there were already two bloody marks on her lower lip.
"Much better."
This is much better now. How much pain must it have been in a few days ago?
"...Is there any danger?" Wen Zheng asked after a long while, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
"It's nothing." The heat patch might have helped a little. Perhaps this illness comes in waves. Bei Sining's complexion improved, and her voice became louder.
Are you sure?
"It's really nothing." Bei Sining's fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white. "Why would I lie to you?"
The Demon King wouldn't easily show weakness, especially when facing his mate. Wen Zheng understood his psychology to some extent and stopped pressing him for answers.
"I'm sorry." Wen Zheng quickly apologized, ruffling his hair. "I was so scared. It wasn't that I didn't trust you... So why did things turn out like this? Is there anything I can do?"
Bei Sining endured it all.
Finally, she slowly opened her mouth and said in a very low voice, "...Hug me."
Hearing this, Wen Zhengxin's heart softened completely.
He dug his nails deep into his palms, and with great effort, he blinked his blurry vision clear, then hugged Bei Sining tightly.
He can ask others about things he doesn't know, and Bei Sining's injuries will gradually heal. They have plenty of time to resolve the issue, and the reason for his injury can be discussed later.
Wen Zheng just wanted to hold her tighter.
A few days ago, he secretly consulted with the nurses, doctors, and Deng Puyue at the hospital, trying to find a good time to confess his feelings.
The water truck incident didn't count, nor did the exchange of tokens, and the Arctic incident was even more fruitless. The situation was urgent then, and he dared not allow himself to indulge too much in romantic feelings.
He still owes Bei Sining a response.
But now, he can't wait any longer.
"I will not leave you," Wen Zheng said. "nor will I betray you."
"Rely on me, I am your partner."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Sining suddenly opened his eyes. His undisguised surprise made him look less arrogant and more dazed.
Both of them were disheveled, swaying precariously on the small terrace, which was anything but romantic.
"Even though you already know this, I'll say it again."
"I, Wen Zheng, as your partner, will always love you, respect you, and regard you as a god."
"Others may not care about you, but I do."
Bei Sining stared blankly, looking like she hadn't reacted yet. Wen Zheng blinked and said, "Isn't it lacking in a sense of ceremony?"
"ah……"
Bei Sining shook her head, her cheeks flushed, and looked at the trees, the ground, and the moon.
Wen Zheng actually felt it was too embarrassing, and regretted it a little after he said it. That unknown A held Bei Sining's hand and held a grand banquet for guests. People from the entire cultivation world came to celebrate. Regardless of the outcome, the scene was truly magnificent.
When it was my turn, a cold wind was blowing, the bright moon was my lamp, and all around me were the dark, swaying shadows of trees.
No, that's too undignified. Wouldn't that be unfair to the cat spirit?
“Let’s do a live stream,” Wen Zheng suddenly said, taking out his phone and opening the live stream channel that he hadn’t used in a long time. After finishing his reflection, he placed the phone on the balcony railing, pointing it directly at them: “A lot of people will bless us, more than your cultivation world.”
Bei Sining had already forgotten the pain. She glanced at her phone and then looked blankly at Wen Zheng: "What are you livestreaming?"
Wen Zheng said, "Live-streaming a kiss."
After saying that, he put his arm around Bei Sining tightly.
They kissed.
***
Wen Zheng's live stream room has not been logged in for a long time, but many people have followed Z-bkc and linked their Weibo accounts.
At 2 a.m., night owls are at their most excited. Online gamers, freelancers, and students who haven't started school since the holidays are all full of energy, surfing the internet.
Besides them, there is another group of people, each with their own strengths and talents, who display various sinister and mysterious smiles in front of the console screen.
Those are the fans of the pairing of Wen Zheng and Bei Sining.
The organization's formation dates back to the time of the anchor conference. After watching the videos and behind-the-scenes footage, many people became fans of the two. Later, due to the issue of whether it should be Wen x Bei or Bei x Wen, the organization was torn apart, but several veterans who didn't care about seniority remained.
"Chang slept and never woke up" is currently the super administrator of the "Zheng Ning Combination" forum.
The five veteran administrators have a small QQ group called "Sweet Life," which has been quite active these past few days.
[Sleeping soundly]: I've finished cutting it.
After typing that line, she sent a video file to the group chat. Ignoring the dark circles under her eyes, she grinned foolishly and opened the finished product, watching it with great enjoyment.
[Big Black is the cutest]: !!!
[Sixth Brother]: !!!
[Ning Siwo]: !!!
[When I Awake]: !!!
The other four were also blown out of their sight and quickly opened the video to massage their eyes.
Long Sleep is a seasoned editor. She has mingled in countless idol fan groups, big and small. Love comes and goes quickly, but what remains is her ability to see all the ups and downs.
When she first became a fan of Wen Zheng and Bei Sining, she felt as if she had been shot by an arrow, and a line of comments slowly floated through her mind: "I've climbed so many walls, just to meet you."
Then she started producing a lot of content. She edited the footage from her cat-loving live streams, both forwards and backwards, creating tales of love, hate, and grudges from all over the world, spanning millennia.
At that time, she met four equally loyal friends who together saved this promising stock from almost falling apart.
On the day the apocalypse came, the one who knew the truth almost fainted from crying. At that time, they didn't know that Bei Sining was also in the Arctic, and they even felt ashamed of their fantasies. The one who knew the truth even planned to re-edit a video before dying, to make a solo video of Wen Zheng to commemorate her short but brilliant fan life.
Unexpectedly... before the video was even properly edited, some sweet moments appeared.
This is truly an incredibly huge piece of candy!
Catnip's A6 news team is a Weibo celebrity; once the interview with the Beihai base was released, the entire Weibo account exploded.
The preceding paragraphs were full of flaws, leaving everyone scratching their heads in confusion, but let's put those aside for now... Catnip and the others actually managed to interview Wen Zheng!!!
Wen Zheng! It's alive!
Netizens who saw this went crazy, quickly forwarding it! After forwarding, pause and continue watching...
Bei Sining: "What, do you have a problem with that?"
Bei Sining: "What, are we ashamed to be seen by others?"
He fell into a deep sleep and never woke up.
The sheer volume of information kept the small group buzzing with messages all day long. The five of them chatted non-stop from morning till night, digging out clues from every nook and cranny and from other interviews, and finally arriving at a perfect conclusion.
Z and Mingzhu got together before they returned to the Beihai base.
Mingzhu went to the Beihai base for Z University, willingly working in the kitchen steaming buns, and told her colleagues that Wen Zheng was her wife.
This spot was probably secured by Z University.