Two days later.
At dusk, the couple curled up under the covers, sleeping in and embracing as they hummed softly.
After coming to space, their schedules had become somewhat disordered. On Earth, even if working overtime to rush an experiment threw their routines off, the cycle of day and night would unconsciously help them gradually readjust. No matter how messed up their schedules became, they could never get too far out of sync.
But Space City had no day or night at all. Or rather, day and night flew by at incredible speed. The angle of sunlight streaming in through the windows constantly changed, and before they knew it, their routines had become completely chaotic.
On Earth, their normal lifestyle was to sleep whenever they felt tired, then go to the laboratory and work as soon as they woke up, repeating the cycle over and over.
But they had come here for their honeymoon, and with a group of Child Prodigies busy in the laboratory, the couple had grown lax and lazy. Even after waking up, they often stayed in bed, embracing as they chatted and laughed while watching the inverted Milky Way outside the window. Occasionally, when a Child Prodigy from the laboratory sent them a question, they would answer casually, urge the students to work hard, and falsely claim that the dean was working tirelessly to consult materials and find inspiration.
With a faint sound, both their watches vibrated at once.
The couple simultaneously pulled a hand out from under the small blanket and glanced at their watches first.
"The Medical Reports are here," they said in unison.
Xiang Xiaotong withdrew her hand and continued hugging her husband, like a koala clinging to a tree and refusing to let go.
Song He, meanwhile, stretched out his arm and