Aromatic Flesh-Novel

On the afternoon of the day the little bun was born, Gu MingYue was basking in the sun on the balcony at home, as usual, humming the tune of a song while doing some needlework.

Ten months had passed in a blink of an eye, and she seemed to have taken root in Song ZhenYi’s house. In the time that she had lived here, she had grown somewhat round and smooth, to the point that her double chin would be revealed whenever she lowered her head.

She had been living here for a long while, with no intentions of moving out. The two of them get along well and were comfortable living with each other, hence no one ever brought up the topic of moving out. Moreover, it was as if Song ZhenYi had this natural soothing BGM around his person, always emitting a stable and peaceful atmosphere.

Gu MingYu felt comfortable and relaxed when he was by her side.

She was midway to finishing up her needlework when she felt a stream of warm water rushing out from her lower body. She immediately made a phone call to Song ZhenYi, and with a self-proclaimed calmness, she told him that she was about to give birth nonchalantly.

Song ZhenYi could hear her pretended calmness and her trembling voice through the phone. He could imagine how frightened she was, but still, she pretended to be indifferent about this matter.

He frowned slightly in response, not because of the call, but because of her reaction. He had hoped that after so long, Gu MingYue would rely on him wholeheartedly – she could panic, or cry in front of him without any regard for her own image, or act like a spoiled brat in front of him.

Anything but the polite and indifferent vibe as of now.

“Don’t be nervous and keep breathing steadily. I’ll be there in a bit.” Song ZhenYi comforted her in a warm voice. In fact, he was no less nervous than Gu MingYue, which could be clearly seen by the layer of sweat dripping from his palm as he held the phone.

Gu MingYue suddenly felt at ease the moment she heard the man’s magnetic and steady voice coming from the phone. She had not realized when it had started, but it seems that as long as Song ZhenYi was by her side, and as long as she could hear his clear and leisurely voice, all of the restlessness and anxiety within her would be miraculously cured.

Before long, Song ZhenYi arrived and helped Gu MingYue down the stairs before rushing her to the gynecology department of the hospital where he worked.

After inspection, the doctor announced that her cervix had dilated and her birth canal was open, hence Gu MingYue was quickly rushed to the delivery room.

Song ZhenYi, on the other hand, was left waiting outside the delivery room. In fact, he was actually experiencing the most anxious and frightening period of his life. He could hear her screams echoing from the delivery room, and it did not seem to be stopping any time soon.

He ended up pacing around the hallway because he could not sit still, while his eyes wandered back and forth through the hallway. And finally, under the watchful gaze of passing nurses and patients, he finally forced himself onto the bench right next to the door of the delivery room with his arms crossed over his chest.

Though it seemed as if he had settled down, it was clear that he was still very anxious from the movements of his feet, which he moved around frequently.

Due to having her parts artificially modified by the system, the structure of her birth canal was slightly different from that of an ordinary woman.

Though the elasticity of her parts was top-notch, the inside was tortuous and narrow, and because Gu MingYue had insisted on giving birth naturally, it had almost caused dystocia and caused her to suffer a lot.

On the other hand, Song ZhenYi, who had been restlessly waiting outside the delivery room, was instantly thrown into a trance when the nurses informed him of Gu MingYue’s dystocia.

Anyone who saw his state at that time would never imagine that he was, in fact, not the biological father of the child, nor the husband of the woman within the delivery room.

No one would’ve imagined that not only was he a green daddy¹, he was more than willing and happy to take up that role.

Gu MingYue, who had lost all of her strength giving birth, felt a mass of fleshy objects detach from her body, and soon after that, she heard a loud sound of a child crying from the first slap on the butt. But before she could take a peek at the child, her body gave way and she fell into an exhausted coma. Her sleep was deep and long, until she was finally awakened by the nudging of a tiny head near her chest.

“I’m sorry.” Song ZhenYi said apologetically. He only wanted to place the little thing on his mother’s chest, so that the warm closeness of a mother’s embrace would make the newborn baby feel secure. He did not expect the baby to nudge instinctively around her chest, which was filled with a milky and aromatic scent, due to hunger.

Gu MingYue nodded slightly at his words and landed her gaze on the newborn baby’s size. He was so tiny and wrinkly, and he could not even open his eyes. To think that this was the thing that was inside her body for ten whole months, and the pain and torture she had suffered in the delivery room…

Tears started to stream down her face uncontrollably.

“What’s wrong??” Song ZhenYi sat down naturally on the chair beside Gu MingYue’s bed, and leaned against her, blocking a large area of light. He watched the tenderness within her frowned-up eyebrows, and her reddish and misty eyes, which were filled with affection. It was as if all kinds of natural charms were suddenly pilled into her facial features.

His gaze moved towards the wrinkly little bun, who was also ready to cry because he could not find any food.

Song ZhenYi knew that there had been a lot of cases where a woman wept from the agitation and shock of being a mother for the first time, and he suspected that this must’ve been the case with Gu MingYue.

However, her actual answer made him wonder if he should laugh or cry.

“I didn’t know that newborn babies are so ugly…” She said sadly, the corners of her lips slumping downwards as she hugged the soft little bun in her arms. To think that she almost died on the delivery table giving birth to an ugly monkey-like wrinkly baby…

Gu MingYue indicated that she could not accept the situation she was in right now…

An update to make up for tomorrow’s absence!