Yan Qiongyu, dressed in a gray long trench coat with a soft wool sweater underneath, was leaning against the co-pilot seat of the spacecraft, asleep.
He looked very tired. Once the vivid expressions faded, when he leaned there silently, he was like a sheet of gray-white paper.
His hair was slightly long, falling into his collar and seeming a bit uncomfortable.
Wang Luan raised her hand to tidy it for him. Yan Qiongyu instantly woke up. Seeing one of Wang Luan’s hands placed in front of his eyes, he naturally grasped it and sat upright from his position.
He didn’t have the habit of ordinary people who would be dazed for a moment after waking up. The moment he opened his eyes, he directly entered a fully alert state and asked her, “Have we arrived?”
Wang Luan: “Not yet, there’s still some time. Do you want to go rest in the room?”
Thinking that Yan Qiongyu hadn’t yet gone through all the areas inside the spacecraft, she added, “Otherwise, you can also walk around the spacecraft.”
Seeing a hint of nervousness in her expression, Yan Qiongyu understood at once. She must have prepared some kind of surprise and felt embarrassed to say it, wanting him to discover it himself.
“All right, then I’ll go take a look.”
Passing that cut-out decoration again, Yan Qiongyu didn’t even glance sideways. He casually took down the decoration with the five characters and stuffed it into his pocket.
The spacecraft wasn’t large, but it was more than enough for two people to live in. Under Wang Luan’s arrangement, this spacecraft had the same feeling as that house in the Little Wu District, like a mobile home.
The vegetable (flower) garden inside the spacecraft was the most eye-catching. Each tier of the stepped layout was planted with different kinds of vegetables, upright types paired with creeping types and climbing vines, forming a green, encircling viewing platform. The space half-shrouded by green vines allowed one to sit and admire the cosmic starry sky.
There was indeed only one bedroom, and the kitchen space wasn’t large either—both roughly matched what Yan Qiongyu had seen in Wang Luan’s simple sketches.
Calculating the area, there should be a hidden room inside the spacecraft. In less than a minute, Yan Qiongyu found the hidden door. After verification through a biometric lock, the hidden door unfolded before him, light bursting forth.
Two separated areas: one stored some of Wang Luan’s tools and materials, the other was empty, holding only a treatment device, with a note pasted on the door: “Yan Qiongyu’s territory.”
Yan Qiongyu laughed softly and took down this note as well, putting it into his pocket.
He returned to the cockpit. Wang Luan glanced at him, and Yan Qiongyu said, “I found it.”
Wang Luan: “I don’t know what you need to put in your laboratory, so you’ll need to arrange it yourself.”
“Next time.” Yan Qiongyu let out a long breath and sat back in the co-pilot seat, his posture gradually becoming lazy, his voice turning lazy as well. “There’s no need for it for now.”
He noticed the navigation star map on the console and discovered that their current position was an unnumbered desolate star belt. There were no planets with human habitation here; only some transport spacecraft routes passed nearby. They were already very far from the Little Wu District.
“Did we just do a spatial jump?” Yan Qiongyu asked.
“Mm. Although it’s a small spacecraft, I installed three stabilizers, so the spatial jump didn’t feel bumpy.”
Yan Qiongyu saw her burn energy for a spatial jump and modify the spacecraft in every aspect, and felt a bit curious about where her money came from.
“Just happened to have a bit of unexpected income recently.” Wang Luan coughed once and gave a simple answer.
Yan Qiongyu thoughtfully didn’t ask in detail. He sat in the co-pilot seat for only a short while before falling asleep again.
Wang Luan glanced at him from time to time. Seeing his hair messy in sleep, she muttered in confusion, “Is the massage device installed in the co-pilot seat really that effective?”
But then she thought again—wasn’t it normal for cats to fall asleep on chairs? They were always sleep-deprived; who knew where all their energy was being used.
Wang Luan came near the marker point she had visited last time. She glanced at Yan Qiongyu, who was still asleep, hesitating over whether she should wake him.
In the end, she didn’t. The spacecraft plunged headfirst into a layer of atmosphere outside a planet. Not long after entering the white atmospheric layer, Yan Qiongyu woke up on his own.
The moment he opened his eyes, he discovered that the entire cockpit had become transparent. It was as if they were inside a bubble; outside the bubble was boundless heavy snow, and farther away was a stretch of pure white.
“Mm?”
“This is an unnumbered desolate star. I discovered it last time on the way to the Salt River with someone else. I thought it was quite interesting back then and wanted to bring you to take a look.”
Wang Luan stopped piloting the spacecraft, letting it remain suspended in this stretch of space.
“What’s outside isn’t snow, but a kind of organism that lives in the outer atmospheric layer of this planet. But seen from here, it looks just like snow.”
After explaining that, she fell silent. Yan Qiongyu sat quietly with her, watching the ‘snowflakes’ slowly drifting outside, and finally experienced the feeling of cosmic navigation she had mentioned before.
At this moment, it was as if nothing else existed in the universe. Everything became quiet and slow, with loneliness, freedom, and romance arising together.
The spacecraft was slowly pushed by the winds within the atmosphere, and in the end drifted out of this pure world.
Yan Qiongyu’s constantly active mind also quieted for a moment because of this scene. He looked at Wang Luan. “It’s very beautiful. Was this what you wanted to bring me here to see?”
Although he often rode spacecraft, the scenery along the way was always monotonous, and he had never paid attention to such different landscapes.
“No, this is just a scenic stop along the way. We’re about to reach the destination.” The relaxed expression on Wang Luan’s face abruptly changed, instantly entering piloting mode.
As they exited the atmosphere, a dangerous asteroid field blocked their path ahead.
Wang Luan had long been prepared, manipulating the spacecraft deftly as it slipped into the asteroid field.
Compared to the previous leisure and calm, navigating through the asteroid field was like the unbalanced heartbeat of a person—at any moment they could collide with an oncoming asteroid, and in the next instant explode into a firework in the universe.
After completely passing through the asteroid field, Yan Qiongyu shifted his gaze away from Wang Luan. She had seemed very happy piloting the spacecraft into the asteroid field just now—her eyes were even shining.
“Did you think that was fun just now… ugh.” Wang Luan asked.
Yan Qiongyu laughed as he heard her stifle that retch, reached out and touched her face. “Piloting a spacecraft through an asteroid field—such excellent handling. How can you still feel like vomiting?”
What did skill have to do with wanting to vomit or not? When Captain Shanma, who taught her, piloted a spacecraft through an asteroid field, they would also feel like vomiting. Yan Qiongyu, who didn’t seem to want to vomit at all, was the truly strange one. Wang Luan asked in puzzlement, “Why don’t you feel like vomiting?”
Yan Qiongyu: “Maybe because my mental power is relatively high?”
This level of stimulation really wasn’t much to him. The only thing that could make him vomit was Yan Mu’s mental power attacks.
Wang Luan felt nauseous for a while and quickly recovered, then landed the spacecraft on a planet beyond the asteroid field.
This was a planet whose overall color was white—vast stretches of white sandy soil, with only a small area covered in green, like a small mole on white skin.
Their spacecraft landed on that sole patch of green.
Layers of green in varying shades expanded before their eyes. Low, soft green grass spread over the ground like a plush carpet, with thumb-sized white flowers dotted among the blades, meeting an azure-blue sky.
Yan Qiongyu stood by the door, looking at this vividly colored, clean oil-painting world outside. Wang Luan walked past him, stepped onto the green grass first, then turned around, took his hand, and pulled him down with her.
When his shoes stepped onto the green grass, the soft, plush sensation seemed to pass through the soles straight to the bottoms of his feet. As he took a step forward, a gentle breeze suddenly rose around him, lifting his hair, his clothes, and his steps.
A faint floral fragrance broke through an invisible barrier and surged into his nose. Even the continuous, dull aches within his body were temporarily suppressed, diluting the lingering scent of blood.
Wang Luan held his hand and walked ahead. She turned back to look at him, revealing a bright, intoxicating smile, saying nothing, simply leading him forward like this.
They walked hand in hand here, without any destination.
“Do you want to hold our wedding here?” Yan Qiongyu’s eyes flickered with light that was hard to tell whether it was annoyance or delight.
Wang Luan: “I also discovered this by chance. I think it’s very beautiful… do you like it?”
Yan Qiongyu stopped in his tracks, tightly gripping her hand. “Even if you were asking me beside a garbage dump, I would still only answer, ‘Yes, Miss Wang Luan, I would be very willing.’”
“In such a beautiful place, I would only feel that I haven’t treated it with enough seriousness.”
Yan Qiongyu glanced at the clothes on his body. For the sake of disguise, there were still some stains on them, and his shoes were dusty as well.
“Earlier at the spaceport, you said I wasn’t planning to go home this time… actually, you were right. This time, I really didn’t plan to go back to see you.”
As he said this, a slightly subtle, embarrassed expression appeared on his face. “You said that the next time we meet we’ll hold the wedding, but I’m not even wearing proper, suitable clothes. The customized gift isn’t finished either, I didn’t even bring flowers—I didn’t prepare anything at all…”
Wang Luan suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, knocking him to the ground, the two of them rolling twice on the spot.
Yan Qiongyu heard Wang Luan laugh by his ear for a while, then mutter, “Even if I saw you dressed like a beggar, sitting beside a garbage dump, I would still immediately bring you here and ask if you could marry me right away.”
She rarely said things like this. After saying it, she couldn’t help feeling embarrassed and lay still against him.
Yan Qiongyu had already seen her warm, flushed ears. He pressed his nose against her ear and hugged her tightly. “So urgent? Then there’s nothing to be done—fine.”
Wang Luan could feel a continuous, subtle trembling from his chest. He couldn’t stop laughing, but he didn’t make a sound; it just surged within his body.
Suddenly, Wang Luan climbed off him, nonchalantly tugged at her pants, and said stiffly, “Ah, let’s go back. I’m hungry—want to eat something first?”
Yan Qiongyu, sitting on the ground, saw her strange expression. With a single look, he understood why she had suddenly stiffened up and forcibly swallowed the laughter back down his throat. Pretending not to notice anything unusual, he nodded. “Mm, I am indeed hungry. Let’s go back and eat something.”
He took Wang Luan’s hand and walked side by side with her. When Wang Luan finally relaxed, he suddenly spoke by her ear. “It’s fine. You can have a reaction.”
Wang Luan: “…………” So it really was noticed!
Yan Qiongyu’s tone was serious, only his voice grew lower and lower. “Because I also have a reaction.”
Wang Luan: “Stop! Stop! Don’t say it, ahhh—!”
Seeing her lose it, Yan Qiongyu indeed stopped talking. But after hesitating for a long time, Wang Luan still asked him with a red face, awkwardly, “I—I mean, am I actually okay or not?”
Yan Qiongyu held back a laugh. “Of course you’re okay. Miss Wang Luan is extremely impressive… you know.”
Wang Luan looked conflicted. “Then—what if halfway through, I suddenly can’t anymore?”
Yan Qiongyu endured it again and again, but in the end couldn’t hold it in. “Hahahahahahahaha!”
He hunched his shoulders, trembling as he stretched out one hand to cover his face. “Sorry, haha—cough, I’ll stop, hahaha, right away, hahaha!”
Using sheer willpower, he finally stopped laughing. When he lifted his head, he saw Wang Luan standing there with brows raised in fury. “You won’t have a sex life ever again!”
Expression-management master Yan Qiongyu broke on the spot. In that instant, he completely lost control of his expression and directly laughed himself to his knees, one hand grabbing the green grass on the ground. “Hahahahahaha!”
In the entire universe, his Miss Wang Luan was probably the cutest.
