One Pet Gets Married

Chapter 34

Tang You'an held back her frustration, but still felt these people were utterly unreasonable. She was merely following the principle of asking when unsure, yet they...

It was bad enough that they arbitrarily assumed her gender, but to label her as a pervert was too much.

Was she really a pervert? Well... thinking carefully, maybe she was a little.

Closing her eyes for a moment, Tang You'an then opened the blogger's reply.

Fortunately, the blogger didn't view her with the same colored lens as those in the comments section. The blogger was much more composed. Their first sentence was: "I think you've wandered into the wrong place. This account specializes in knowledge about AIDS, rabies, and other related topics..."

Tang You'an rubbed her forehead.

She hadn't fully understood how this worked, only figuring out that after following an account, you could pay to ask questions. She hadn't carefully selected, just randomly picked someone to ask, as she was worried about being caught on camera or seen by Song Xici. In her haste, she inevitably made a mistake. She had even spent 100 yuan.

However, the good thing was that although the blogger didn't specialize in answering questions in this field, they still kindly continued to answer her query: "But I'll still share my thoughts. Often, there's no logic to who appears in your erotic dreams. It could be someone close to you, someone you haven't contacted in a long time, or even someone you strongly dislike. Having erotic dreams indicates a subconscious desire for sex. Moreover, you mentioned having urges to kiss your friend while awake, so we can deduce two possibilities. One is that you've fallen in love with her, because often when you love someone, you want all of them—both soul and body. The other possibility is that you're experiencing a hormonal reaction to her."

Since coming here, she had heard terms like "making love." "hormones." and "sleeping together" from others, but she hadn't really understood them before.

Until she started having these strange feelings for Song Xici...

Love? Tang You'an stared at that word for a long time, raising her hand to her lips and tilting her head slightly. She suddenly felt a bit panicked.

"I've finished downloading. Shall we go?!" At that moment, Song Xici's voice suddenly came from behind her.

Tang You'an was startled and quickly closed the page, then turned to look at her and nodded.

"Are you really okay today? Have these past few days been too tiring?" Seeing beads of sweat inexplicably forming on Tang You'an's forehead, Song Xici couldn't help but ask.

"No..." Tang You'an put her phone in her coat pocket and shook her head.

"Alright." Song Xici nodded, hands in her coat pockets.

So Tang You'an nodded slightly: "You've downloaded everything?"

"Yes... and I just found out that a writer I like has started pre-sales for their new book, so I placed an order. I'm a bit excited..." Song Xici said with a smile, letting out a breath.

"Writer?"

"Yes, Wang Lei. How can she write so amazingly... It's incredible." Song Xici said, rubbing her chin.

"Isn't this considered product placement for her new book? I heard that if it's product placement unrelated to the show, it might get cut." Tang You'an said.

"Let them cut it then." Song Xici said this, but her eyes remained fixed on her phone, lips curled in anticipation.

Tang You'an didn't know Wang Lei and couldn't say much, so she just nodded.

After a day passed, in the evening, the production team handed the envelope containing the prize money to Jin Yawen.

At the same time, they revealed the mysterious gift. It turned out to be a huge three-door refrigerator. Previously, they had to store fresh meat in villagers' refrigerators, which was very inconvenient. Now with this large fridge, things would be much easier in the future, even if the weather turned warm during filming.

Since each group of participants had their own business to attend to and couldn't stay in the mountains indefinitely, including Tang You'an and Song Xici, and because it was a new show without previous experience producing this type of program, everyone was still in an exploratory, growing together phase. So the show wasn't being filmed continuously at this stage, but rather in a two-episodes-per-filming model.

Now, they had recorded enough content for two episodes.

After celebrating Grandma Qi Meixue's birthday, everyone gradually returned to their rooms to participate in individual interviews, sharing their biggest impressions after living here for a few days.

When the production team pointed the camera at Tang You'an and asked for her thoughts, she pondered for a moment and replied: "When I first arrived, I did find it a bit hard. But there was no choice, so I just had to endure it. I still needed to perform well and not embarrass Xici. I've caused her too much trouble in the past."

Production team: "I see. And later?"

"Later I felt that it was quite meaningful. I hope more people will pay more attention to those around them. At the same time, no matter how difficult or tiring it gets, don't give up. If you persevere, heaven rewards the diligent." As Tang You'an spoke, she formed a heart shape with her hands and held it up to the camera.

"You're doing it wrong." Song Xici reached out to correct her hands.

"Oh." Tang You'an looked at her hands.

"What about you, Xici? What are your thoughts?" the production team continued.

"My thoughts are similar to hers." Song Xici pointed towards Tang You'an with her right hand, then paused. "She's already said most of what I wanted to say. But I want to add that You'an is truly more outstanding than I imagined. Although we've been married for a while, as actors our work is quite demanding and we're often apart, so we might not understand each other completely. But You'an really keeps surprising me. She's amazing."

After finishing, Song Xici smiled again.

Hearing Song Xici's praise, Tang You'an's lips curled up slightly, like a child who had received candy.

In the evening, after everyone finished their farewell dinner, they returned to their rooms to pack their luggage.

After washing up, finally having some free time to relax after several tiring days, Song Xici lay in bed and started watching the SpongeBob SquarePants episodes she had downloaded earlier on her phone.

Tang You'an lay beside her, listening to SpongeBob's voice and occasionally glancing over. She found it hard to understand why Song Xici enjoyed watching such things.

The world in the show seemed to have no logic at all. Even if an arm was cut off, it could be instantly reattached as if nothing had happened. There were many such occurrences, yet Song Xici kept giggling beside her.

Tang You'an didn't understand and didn't find it appealing, but she didn't say anything. After all, it was someone else's interest.

But after a while, there was no more movement beside her.

Tang You'an turned her head to look and saw that Song Xici's phone had fallen onto her chest, and she had closed her eyes, fast asleep.

So Tang You'an smiled, took the phone from her, turned off the video, put it aside, and pulled up the blanket, tucking it under Song Xici's chin.

"Good night." After looking at Song Xici for a while, Tang You'an said those two words and turned off the light.

At 7:30 the next morning, after Tang You'an and Song Xici put their suitcases in the van's trunk, they got in.

Since filming had ended, there was no equipment running now, allowing everyone to fully relax.

"Do you want a cream cake or a small bread?" After getting in the car, Tang You'an brought her backpack to her lap, opened it, and took out some bread and small cakes, asking Song Xici.

Hearing this, Song Xici turned her head to look at the items in her bag, tugging at her hair: "I really don't want to eat these anymore..."

"I'll make you something delicious when we get back, how about that?" Tang You'an said, holding the food and tilting her head to look at her.

So Song Xici let go of her hair and turned to look at her.

"Be good." Tang You'an said with a smile.

Something seemed to stir within Song Xici as she looked at her, causing her heart to skip a beat. At the same time, it felt like falling into a gentle embrace, surrounded by soft fluff, with warm sunlight caressing her on a gentle breeze.

For a moment, she even wavered, tempted to let herself sink into this feeling.

At this point, Tang You'an tore open a small gap in the bread's plastic bag and offered it to her again: "Eat this, and when we get back I'll make you whatever delicious food you want."

So Song Xici smiled, finally taking it and taking a big bite: "I'm not that demanding. I'll just eat Tang You'an."

Tang You'an paused after hearing this, then held the other small cake and thought for a moment: "That dish seems a bit difficult. Let me think..."

Song Xici burst out laughing: "Silly."

Indeed, teasing Tang You'an and watching her seriously ponder such things was an incredibly stress-relieving activity, second to none.

The journey from the village to the city, then flying to Rongcheng, was quite long. By the time they reached Rongcheng, it was already 5 PM.

After getting into Old Ji's car, they headed straight to a supermarket in the new district without a word, wearing masks and hats. Mainly because there weren't many people there.

Once inside, they purposefully made their way to the produce and meat sections.

Perhaps due to good lighting, all the meat looked fresh and beautiful. The vegetables weren't bad either, with hardly any looking wilted.

"What do you want to eat?" Tang You'an asked, turning her head towards Song Xici in the produce section.

"I said earlier, I want to eat you." Song Xici replied.

"Then, how do you want to eat me?"

However, Song Xici hadn't expected Tang You'an to continue playing along this time, so she quickly turned to look at her.

"First, strip you naked..." Song Xici said with an exaggerated laugh.

"That's fine, if you want to." Tang You'an said, reaching out her fair, slender hand to pick up a tomato, examine it, put it down, then look up at Song Xici.

Above her mask, Tang You'an's narrow eyes seemed to be swirling with various emotions, causing Song Xici's heart to skip half a beat.

"Never mind, I don't want to. You look like your meat would be tough..." Song Xici said, turning to walk away.

Tang You'an didn't say much in response, just continued following her: "How would you know without tasting?"

Hearing this, Song Xici suddenly turned and glared at her: "You..."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore." Song Xici finally said, randomly grabbing a few boxes of vegetables and throwing them into the shopping cart before pushing it forward alone.

Tang You'an watched her back, lowering her eyes slightly before quickly following.

Upon returning home, the first thing Song Xici did was check on Sugar's condition. They had been away for so long, entrusting the fish to the housekeeper's care, and Song Xici was worried something might have happened.

Fortunately, everything was okay.

"I'm going to take a shower first, then we can make dinner." Song Xici said, standing up straight after feeding the fish.

"Alright." Tang You'an smiled slightly.

Afterwards, Tang You'an also went back to her room for a bath and washed her hair before heading to the kitchen.

When Tang You'an reached the kitchen doorway, she saw Song Xici already standing there in her pajamas, sorting vegetables.

Her thick, slightly curled hair cascaded down her back, the silky pajamas accentuating her slender figure. The rose gold color made her skin look as white as milk, exuding a subtle allure.

The kitchen was quite large, making Song Xici look a bit too small standing alone inside.

"You're here?" Song Xici turned around, hearing the movement, and looked at her.

"Yes." Tang You'an nodded, then walked over to stand beside her. She picked up the large lobster from the sink, looked at it, put it back, and rolled up her sleeves.

Song Xici washed the vegetables while Tang You'an prepared the meaty, juicy lobster beside her.

After they worked for quite a while, a table full of aromatic, steaming dishes was ready.

So after serving the rice, they sat down facing each other.

A plate of large lobster, a plate of stir-fried flat beans, a plate of yuxiang shredded pork, and a bowl of vegetable tofu soup looked quite appetizing. They also brought out a bottle of bayberry wine to celebrate the successful filming of the first two episodes.

"As expected of Chef Tang!" Song Xici said, holding her chopsticks in one hand and giving a thumbs up with the other.

Tang You'an smiled after hearing this, then picked out a piece of lobster meat and placed it in Song Xici's bowl.

As they were eating, Tang You'an thought for a moment, then looked up at Song Xici: "Did you love Zhang Ke?"

Song Xici nodded without thinking, then pressed her chopsticks to her lips: "I suppose I did love him... Although it might have just been spiritual, so people said I was strange..."

"Then... what did it feel like?" Tang You'an gazed at her.

"I guess it's like, you often think about that person. Whenever you have something good, you want to share it with them. And for any matter, big or small, you want to tell them first. Yeah, it should be like that." Song Xici said, then looked at her. "But why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"Because, because there are romantic scenes in the script and such, and I can't quite figure them out, so I wanted to ask..." Tang You'an thought for a moment, then asked, "But how is that different from friendship?"

"Well..." Song Xici picked up a grain of rice and put it in her mouth, frowning. "I don't know..."

"So how did you actually date..." Tang You'an glanced at her.

"What's with that look?" Song Xici narrowed her eyes.

"The scorn of a king." Tang You'an said, picking up her wine glass and taking a small sip.

"I really couldn't tell that you've learned internet slang so quickly." Song Xici said, also drinking half a glass of wine.

"I haven't really learned. I just have a photographic memory." Tang You'an replied.

"Alright, alright, you're amazing..." Song Xici gave her a reproachful look, then continued eating.

Tang You'an smiled faintly, but soon her smile faded.

"Xici..." Tang You'an looked up at her, rubbing the rim of her wine glass.

"Mm?" Song Xici turned her head to look at her.

"In a few months, am I supposed to move out of here?" Tang You'an asked.

Song Xici, who had been earnestly eating, put down her chopsticks after hearing this question. She then lowered her head and silently took a sip of wine.

Finally, Song Xici suddenly smiled, poured herself another glass of wine, and stared at the dishes in front of her: "Yeah. After all... I can't keep you tied to me forever, right? I don't date, but I can't stop you from dating either. If we maintain this kind of marital relationship, and you fall in love with someone in the future, wouldn't that be unfair to you? Would you want to be labeled as having an affair within marriage? It would be too painful to want to love but not dare to."

"Mm. That makes sense." After hearing this, Tang You'an didn't say much, just nodded slightly. The atmosphere inexplicably became a bit strange.

The two ate separately, each lost in their own thoughts.

After finishing the meal, Song Xici stood up voluntarily and cleared the dishes: "I'll wash the dishes. You look pretty tired, why don't you go wash up and rest first?"

"Okay." Tang You'an nodded, wiping the table with a cloth and smiling again. "I'll go up after I finish cleaning."

"Alright." Song Xici nodded, then took everything to the kitchen.

As Tang You'an reached the stairs, she thought for a moment, then turned back, grabbed two bottles of wine, and silently returned to her room.

Pulling the cord to close the white curtains, putting the wine on the table, Tang You'an sat there in silence for a while. Then she opened a bottle, took a few sips, and wiped her lips with the back of her hand.

What kind of feeling was this? It was strange. She knew she had no reason to be unhappy, yet she was.

Just like Gu Moyan, whom Tang You'an had despised. She had once thought Gu Moyan was truly stupid, always crying for the general despite knowing he didn't like her and was even using and harming her. If the general had liked her back, Tang You'an could have understood.

But now, Tang You'an seemed to vaguely understand Gu Moyan a little.

Meanwhile downstairs, after cleaning up the kitchen, Song Xici looked towards the door, thought for a moment, then took out a carton of milk from the refrigerator. She poured it into a small pot, slowly heated it, then poured it into two cups.

After pouring, Song Xici took one cup to her own room, then brought the other to Tang You'an's door and knocked.

"You'an?" Song Xici asked, "Can I come in?"

However, there was no response from inside.

So Song Xici knocked again: "Are you asleep?"

"Cough..." A cough came from inside.

"I'm... I'm coming in, okay?" Song Xici hesitated, then turned the doorknob, pushed open the door, and entered with the hot milk.

Once inside, Song Xici was stunned. A strong smell of alcohol hit her, and Tang You'an was lying on her side on the bed.

"Why did you drink so much?" Song Xici put down the milk and walked over, patting Tang You'an's shoulder. "Do you feel unwell?"

"A little..." Tang You'an lay on the bed, half-opening her eyes groggily.

"Oh, why did you drink so much..." Song Xici furrowed her brow.

"I don't know..." Tang You'an closed her eyes again and shook her head.

"Well, drink some milk first, then I'll go make you some honey water or something." Song Xici said, preparing to walk out.

However, as soon as she took a step, her wrist was suddenly grasped.

"Hey, You..." But before Song Xici could call out, the next second she was pulled onto the bed by Tang You'an and pinned beneath her.

Then Tang You'an propped herself up on her arms at Song Xici's sides, looking down at her, her hair falling around them.

"You..." Song Xici stared at her with wide eyes, feeling her heart suddenly sink, her mind going blank, forgetting even what she wanted to say.