Chapter 3 - Dividing My Bed and Giving Half To You
Translator: CallisEditor: vvreath
The reason why the Marshal sat in a wheelchair was, first, because his body was still weak and standing would tire him out, and second, well. The Marshal didnât want to say.
aWIif9
After their brief encounter, Tang Wan gained a deeper understanding of his partnerâs personality. No wonder he had never lost in war. Nevermind his combat capability, his heart and mind were too much!
When Zong He saw that Tang Wan was stunned speechless, he asked again. âWhere do you say we arenât suitable?â
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Tang Wan took a deep breath. This position stressed him out. Zong He was half a head taller and still wrapped around him. As soon as he looked up, Zong Heâs face was even closer to his. This time, Tang Wan was also a little nervous. âThisâŠâŠThe two of us arenât suitable in many ways. Youâre a soldier, Iâm a businessman. You want to protect your family and your country, and I want to make money. Our innate characteristics are different.â
Zong He listened quietly and replied, âThen weâre perfectly complementary.â
uoEAg3
Tang Wan: ââŠâŠâWhat you said makes sense, but I am speechless.
Tang Wan thought, then smiled and retorted, âThere is another reason. I donât like men, I like gentle, cute girls.â
Zong He conscientiously told him, âYou donât like girls, you like men.â
Tang Wan: ââŠâŠâYou know too much!
PhYyBk
âI donât like your aggressiveness either. I like the little cute type, clever and obedient.â
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Zong He coldly listened. âYou like the furry ones. Between those with fur and humans, you would choose the fuzziest ones.â
Tang Wan took another deep breath and wanted to curse: You know absolutely everything. You bastard, even the fur of your tail is different from other peopleâs, why donât you go stick your tail up towards the heavens?!
Zong He smiled softly and looked down into Tang Wanâs eyes. He told him at a slow drawl, âYou want to divorce me so you can fly away and live your life. After all, in your heart, you donât trust me, you donât trust anybody. You only trust yourself. Is it because your family treated you poorly?â
zlxrVP
Tang Wanâs body tensed and he stared up at Zong He with wide, guarded eyes like an aggressive little hedgehog. He would not have come to this world if his life had gone smoothly.
At this moment, a large hand suddenly touched the top of his head, rubbing Tang Wan in the same way that he did to Da Zhuang. Tang Wan shook his head, in a bad mood, and shot a frigid glance at the man above him. Zong He was sick, ah!
Weâre sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so weâre going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
His skin was soft and tender, but he was on a garbage planet, his ID was new, and he had no information from before. Who had the ability to deceive the StarNetworkâs power?
Under such a large power, he had been missing for so long. However, no one had ever gone to look for him. It was a delicate situation. As for his past life, Tang Wan didnât want to mention or even think about it. He would only say that he wanted to keep cats. Faced with private interests, family could betray you. Only animals wouldnât.
Since he had already talked with Zong He, Tang Wan stopped jumping for divorce. He sat by the window of the top floor all afternoon, quietly looking outside. He was very conflicted! Zong He was right. For his future safety, staying at the Marshalâs mansion as his wife would be powerful protection. But when faced with his own interests, would Zong He pull him out and sacrifice him to the heavens? Tang Wan wasnât sure, nor would he believe that an unfamiliar person would protect him.
Just when Tang Wan was about to be lost in his thoughts, a furball suddenly jumped up from behind, kicked once with its hind legs, and lept onto Tang Wanâs shoulder, startling him.
Dj0xzg
âDa Zhuang? You naughty child!â Tang Wan couldnât help but laugh and held the kitten in his arms. He gently smoothed out the fur that had fluffed up. âNot angry anymore?â
The cat in his arms lazily yawned and looked sleepy.
Tang Wan stood up and went downstairs holding the cat. When he arrived at his bedroom, he remembered that his belongings had been moved to Zong Heâs bedroom. There wasnât even a bed here.
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
The kitten in his arms timely jumped out of his arms and strutted into the Marshalâs room. Tang Wan followed closely and watched him find the big bed, jump up, close his eyes, and then fall asleep. Tang Wan walked over with a smile and sat down on the side of the bed. He looked down at the little fellowâs carefree, sleeping face, feeling relieved. Heâd take it one step at a time. At the very least, if he stayed, he could still see Da Zhuang. Either he left on his own, someone found him, then sacrificed him, or Zong He would pull him out to sacrifice him. Either way, he would be sacrificed. He chose the one that would let him see Da Zhuang.
p63DwC
As a cat lover, such fervent devotion scared even himself!
After thinking it over, Tang Wan felt sleepy and saw that Da Zhuang slept particularly well. He had learned from Lin Bo that Zong He had gone back to the treatment room again and he wouldnât be back for the night. Tang Wan didnât linger on it for too long, he just hugged Da Zhuang and fell asleep.
Tang Wan slept from 4 p.m. until around 3 a.m. and waking up thirsty, found that the kitten in his arms was no longer there. Outside of the window, a bright river of stars dotted the sky. Tang Wan got up and took a glass of water. He stood by the window to look at the stars.
He hadnât seen this kind of night sky in a long time. In the past, the capital was heavily polluted and the air was filled with smog. He had to cross rivers and mountains to see a single star. After his rebirth on a remote garbage planet, the air was even worse. The sun could only be seen for several hours a day.
Tang Wan was stunned, then reacted by taking the plate. âThank you. Is the Marshal still in treatment?â
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
The teenager smiled. âThe Marshal had just woken up. He is currently recovering, and must continue treatment.â He bowed slightly to Tang Wan. âWhen you finish eating, please leave it on the table outside the door. A robot servant will take it away.â
Tang Wan looked at the four dishes and soup and sighed. He ate in a particularly complicated mood. He was really hungry. After he took a few sips of the soup, his stomach warmed. To Tang Wangâs surprise, Zong He even knew what his tastes were. Nowadays, in order to better keep the nutrition, some meals were even half-cooked. In the pursuit of their future health, many people had abandoned the pursuit of taste. For this reason, when he was cooking live on the internet, he attracted a crowd of
little gluttonous cats
BJOKkF
Tang Wan was full and rested for a while. He opened his terminal and went to his blog. Tang Wan was now at the top of the live broadcasting circle. His fans wouldnât lose to those of A-list starsâ. Even without showing his face, he gained billions of followers. Tang Wan was absolutely the most magical existence in the circle.
Ten days ago, he hadnât been in the mood to live broadcast. At that time, he posted to his Weibo, âeating, sleeping, and scolding Da Zhuangâ: Thereâs something going on at home, Iâll broadcast after wrapping it up, kiss (ă„ïżŁ3ïżŁ)ă„âïœ
The comments below on Weibo were quite reasonable at first, all leaving messages like: Tang Tang
jia you!
âŠâŠ
W9wyBo
A few days later it was: Why hasnât there been any news, Tang Tang, are you ok?Is my familyâs cockatiel still ok?Luo Bei, have you eaten today?Iâm thinking of my familyâs alpaca.Are they being washed and brushed well?? I really want to wash and brush them!
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
âŠâŠ
Now itâs: With ten billion letters written in blood, Iâm kneeling and asking Tang Tang to breathe! Are you still alive? Give a chirp if you are alive! Give! A! Chirp!Weâre going to call the police! Call! The! Police!Crooked! The Imperial Guard? My familyâs broadcasting host suddenly disappeared ten days ago, I donât know what he looks like. Please! Find! Him!
âŠâŠ
XsL7ei
Tang Wan had no choice put to post on his Weibo late that night: Thank you for your concern, the situation has been resolved. Tomorrow night, 7:00 live broadcast, Iâll be waiting for you all ~
The comments followed like an explosion, it could be seen that many viewers of live broadcasts were night owls: What the fuck! Late night scam!Wa! Canceling the police report, he returned, he returned ~The whole world celebrates ~ Come back, my ancestors!Tomorrow evening at 7 oâclock, I wonât leave without seeing you ah!
âŠâŠ
Tang Wan couldnât sleep now. He just sat by the window and stared at the stars, replying to the fans. This excited the fans, boasting that Tang Wan was too grounded. No matter how famous he got, he still remained true to original aspirations, even late at night ~~~ Answering fan messages, who else would do it?!
U4YGCN
Tang Wan laughed. Sure enough, animal lovers were very kind; they were too good and easy to satisfy. Tang Wan interacted with his fans for half an hour, then turned off his terminal and looked at the time. It was already three oâclock, and Zong He still hadnât come back. Tang Wan guessed that the other party would not come back to sleep, so he simply opened the closet and took out his pajamas in preparation for a bath.
Zong He had few things, most of which were military uniforms: from shirts to trousers to overcoats. Even the socks were identical. Tang Wan was more casual, owning mostly comfortable home clothes. Most of their clothes were put in a cabinet, highlighting how incompatible their styles really were. Tang Wan sighed, just say that theyâre not suitable. Their living habits were too far apart.
After he finished the treatment, Zong He went back to his bedroom, exhausted. He found the bed empty. Instead, there lay a set of pajamas and a pair of underwear. Looking inside, the light in the bathroom was on. Through the frosted glass, he could see the silhouette inside.
He raised his eyebrows but didnât speak. He changed into his own pajamas, placing Tang Wanâs clothes on the inner side of the bed, while he lay on the outer side. His spiritual strength was not fully restored. The best way was to use medicine and to sleep more.
T4YczN
After Tang Wan bathed and brushed his teeth, he casually wrapped his bathrobe around himself and blew-dry himself in the drying room. When he came out, he saw someone already lying on the bed. Tang Wan was slightly surprised, then saw Zong Heâs closed eyes. He opened his mouth before kind-heartedly remaining silent. He wouldnât wake up Zong He, who was still ill.
However, the pajamas he had prepared lay past Zong Heâs body. If he wanted to wear his clothes, then he had to climb over Zong He. When he thought of the shameful posture, he pressed his hands to his forehead. How could he climb like this? What if he climbed halfway and Zong He woke up? What was the difference between him and the coquettish young vixens that crawled into beds in the middle of the night?
When Tang Wan hesitated, Zong He suddenly turned over and faced inwards, his breathing still even.
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
Tang Wan was quietly relieved, so he went over, carefully stood by the bed and raised his feet, trying cross to the other side. Just as his foot landed on the inside of the bed, Zong He, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes and looked blankly at Tang Wan, who was stretched out on top of his body. His eyes swept over the bare skin underneath Tang Wanâs robe and he frowned, âWhy arenât you wearing any clothes?â
QLRSFk
Tang Wan panicked and stumbled into the bed, putting on a cold face to cover his embarrassment, âJust bathed.â
Zong He calmly analyzed: âYou crawl too slowly. You wasted ten seconds in front of the bed, three seconds getting into bed, and two seconds lifting your legs.â
Tang Wan put his clothes on and pulled the quilt over to sleep. He was stupid, his movements werenât as flexible as a beastmanâs, and he didnât have any powers. He was just a common human! And he was proud of it!
âTsk~â Zong Heâs eyebrows furrowed, and his temper grew worse and worse. Did he have any unspeakable shortcomings? Zong He pulled at the quilt. Tang Wan sneered and wrapped it even tighter around him. A single person wrapped a quilt two meters wide and five meters long around him. He rolled himself into an old
Beijing chicken roll
6qtkJ0
Zong He calmly watched Tang Wan roll into the bedside, raised his hand like a kitten playing with a ball, and pulled on it twice. Tang Wan felt like he had been pulled back by a great force, rolled twice in succession, and the quilt was loosened. Zong He pulled his partner, who had little fighting power, into his arms and said with a cold face, âIf you lose your temper again, Iâll let you fulfill your marital obligations now.â
Tang Wanâs entire body stiffened.
If you're reading this, this translation is stolen. Please support our translators at chrysanthemumgarden.com
It seemed that there was such a law, and failing to fulfill marital obligations would break it. Fuck! Thinking of his own socialist society were everyone was equal and free, the laws here were almost inhumane in their desire for children and producing future generations! What garbage!
Nothing more was said that night, and in the next morning, Tang Wan was awakened by something strange!
qsVyhn
Thanks to Zeyna, enryia, and Persa for the kofiâs! Bonus chapters will be coming out soon.
ăŸ(àčâčâĄâč)ïŸâ
Please read the chapter titles, they are such a delight~And he got to peek under Tang Tangâs robesâŠwhat an opportunity!