Last Love chapter 67

As the deep autumn set in, the weather in City B gradually cooled. Han Jiangque added many things to the Sega home.

Wen Ke actually had a bad habit of not liking to wear socks even in cold weather. Because of this, Han Jiangque replaced all the floors in the bedrooms and living room with thick wool carpets, making it more comfortable to walk barefoot.

He also did something about the sharp corners of many cabinets and such in the house, adding round, colorful rubber pads.

For some reason, Han Jiangque was dissatisfied with the previous black leather sofa set, so he replaced it with a beige sofa set that was softer and more comfortable to sit on.

The original decoration style of the Sega apartment, which had a minimalistic design resembling urban white-collar residences, became somewhat mismatched after Han Jiangque’s changes.

In a sense, Han Jiangque probably had some animal-like habits. He had no sense of aesthetics at all, and his sensitivity to color matching was even worse than the average Alpha. However, it was clear that he valued comfort the most—

Han Jiangque liked a home that was furry and soft.

There were large, soft cushions on the sofa, chairs, beds, and the floor. The warm yellow lights were arranged for the heat season and were ready to be snuggled into at any time.

Perhaps it was more like a nest that Han Jiangque carefully built for Wen Ke and himself than a home.

Wen Ke initially had trouble adapting to the new arrangement in the house, but soon he fell in love with the cozy home style where he could snuggle with Han Jiangque at any time.

When two people in love lived together, strange chemical reactions could indeed occur.

Wen Ke was reserved and shy, while Han Jiangque seemed deep and silent at first glance. However, when they were together, they became the most affectionate couple in the world.

After Wen Ke made the decision, he naturally discussed it with Han Jiangque.

Although Han Jiangque hesitated a bit at the moment, perhaps because he was a bit scared after the previous argument between them and the upcoming meeting with Blue Rain, he didn’t express any objections.

After sorting out these matters, Wen Ke felt a sudden relief.

However, at the same time, the symptoms of pregnancy became more and more apparent.

Whether it was due to conceiving during the heat season or because of carrying twins, Wen Ke felt that his appetite became particularly poor. He almost couldn’t help but retch every morning when he woke up.

Morning was usually the most uncomfortable time for him, not only due to nausea but also accompanied by a slight dizziness and fatigue.

From the long-ignored heat season to the vulnerable period, Wen Ke clearly excelled in enduring pain.

But even so, the Omega in pregnancy was more eager for comfort than usual. He couldn’t help but wish to be surrounded by his Alpha’s pheromones 24 hours a day.

He thought about it during meals, during work, and wished he could snuggle with Han Jiangque in his arms at any time.

In the midst of preparing for the final proposal meeting, Wen Ke bit his teeth and suppressed his Omega’s vulnerability. He spent several days making the final preparations and spent more time practicing with Fu Xiaoyu, even forcing Xu Jiale to come over for several days of rehearsals.

Everyone sat around the dining table, which was piled high with thick documents. Coffee cups were scattered on the side, representing their state of working tirelessly.

Repeatedly rehearsing, then revising the PowerPoint presentation, and adjusting every detail, it seemed like hard work, but they didn’t seem to feel the hardship.

When he was forced to stay at home due to the marriage with Zhuo Yuan, every time he saw such a busy project deadline scene in workplace dramas, he would secretly yearn for it.

Now, experiencing it firsthand, he was even a bit addicted to it.

He truly, truly loved his work.

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On the morning he was to meet Blue Rain, Wen Ke woke up exceptionally early.

Since he started experiencing pregnancy symptoms, he rarely felt so refreshed. But on this day, something seemed different—

He took out the meticulously ironed suit and shirt from the wardrobe, and then rechecked all the prepared documents on the computer.

In the “Final Proposal” folder, there were twelve PDF files displayed: from the first version, repeatedly refined until the twelfth, finally appending the suffix of the final version to the file names.

Supporting text documents and academic papers amounted to hundreds of files, all organized by Xu Jiale.

The UI design was revised eight times before and after it was finally determined. After the finalization, Fu Xiaoyu arranged for someone to make an animated presentation.

From the initial rough and naive concept, it had been improved countless times. The final proposal had undergone a complete transformation, and even Wen Ke himself couldn’t believe that he had reached this stage.

If he hadn’t gone through all of this, he wouldn’t have known that making a mature and satisfactory proposal was such a rugged yet beautiful process. In a way, this was his first pregnancy and delivery in a spiritual sense.

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When Han Jiangque went out to buy breakfast, Wen Ke went downstairs to the running track and slowly ran two laps. During this period, he rarely let himself separate from Han Jiangque, but on this early morning, his mood seemed special.

Sega’s building was constructed at a high location, so there was an aerial corridor at the end of the running track. It offered a perfect view of the northern part of City B.

The clear morning of late autumn seemed to have a condensing tenderness.

The autumn wind was still brisk, and a thin mist dispersed in the wind. Even standing in the cold wind, it was still illuminated by the newly rising sun.

Leaning against the railing, Wen Ke silently looked down at the buildings and streets below, which seemed small due to the height difference—

This bustling city was still asleep and hadn’t woken up. He, like someone in a long dream, was illuminated by the morning light, casting a faint golden glow over everything in his field of vision.

The city turned into a golden wilderness, displaying a primitive and uplifting beauty.

The entire world was silent.

Today was his first time fighting for his own career.

But his heart was also very serene.

In that moment, he suddenly thought:

He was almost 29 this year, and he had not done anything earth-shattering. However, at the age of nearly thirty, he finally felt a kind of simple and fulfilling happiness.

This journey had truly been filled with many, many hardships. But after braving the biting cold winds, there would always be a golden sunrise ahead.

In reality, there was no such thing as persisting solely through willpower.

Be it in work or in love—

Anything that can be sustained throughout life will never be arduous.

He will continue to strive, forever loving life.