Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

Gu Fanxing had just arranged the daisies on the windowsill and adjusted them to the best angle for lighting when her phone rang. The words "Professor Wang" popped up prominently on the screen, accompanied by a rapid vibration.

She quickly answered the call, her fingertips accidentally touching the vase. Pei Luonan swiftly caught the vase and leaned over to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear so she could hear clearly.

"Ms. Gu, the dates for the special exhibition have finally been set. It will open on the 5th of next month."

Professor Wang's voice was full of barely suppressed laughter, tinged with a hint of elation.

"The museum has started setting up the exhibition hall, and the workers are working overtime to catch up. You need to finalize the PPT presentation for the exhibits and the protection measures for the 'Qingning Kiln Porcelain Bowl' as soon as possible, so as not to delay the exhibition setup."

If you're free tomorrow, you and Luo Nan should come to the museum. We can discuss the details in person, that way we can feel more at ease.

"Okay, Professor Wang, no problem."

Gu Fanxing nodded, her tone serious.

"We'll go there first thing tomorrow morning to make sure the exhibition setup isn't delayed."

After hanging up the phone, she turned to look at Pei Luonan, a hint of nervousness in her eyes: "I have so many things to coordinate at the museum tomorrow. I'm afraid I might overlook something and it could affect the special exhibition."

"don’t worry."

Pei Luonan ruffled her hair.

"I'll go with you. Let's go through the materials again tonight, making sure we don't miss any details. If there's anything you don't understand, you can message Professor Wang's assistant; he'll definitely reply promptly."

Besides, your knowledge of 'Qingning kiln porcelain bowls' is deeper than anyone else's, so there's definitely no problem."

As they were talking, the tent flap was gently lifted, bringing in a bit of the evening breeze. Ling Jiu'er walked in carrying a thick stack of documents, so many of them that they almost covered her face.

Du Fei quickly followed behind, holding a laptop in his hand.

“Xingxing! President Pei!” Ling Jiu’er gently placed the documents on the table and took a breath.

“I just had a video call with a friend who designs at the museum. She told me that the theme of this special exhibition is ‘The Vibrant Atmosphere of Folk Kilns in the Song Dynasty,’ which is a perfect match for our ‘Qingning Kiln Porcelain Bowls’!”

Our porcelain bowl is the centerpiece of the exhibit; it will be placed in a separate round display case, surrounded by warm yellow lighting that will make it look especially lustrous and beautiful!

Du Fei opened his laptop.

"These are the latest design drawings just sent by the museum. Look, the display case for the 'Qingning Kiln Porcelain Bowl' is in the very center of the exhibition hall, which specifically introduces the discovery process and historical value of the porcelain bowl."

I think we could add some photos of the excavation site you took, along with detailed pictures of the porcelain shards when they were first unearthed, next to the display case. This way, visitors can more intuitively understand the archaeological process and appreciate the care you put into excavating the porcelain bowl.

Gu Fanxing stared at the design drawings on the screen, her eyes gradually brightening.

“That’s a great idea! I have a lot of photos of the excavation squares here. Tomorrow I’ll take them to the museum’s designers and have them add them in. It will definitely make the display panels more vivid.”

"Let me help you organize the photos!"

Ling Jiu'er immediately raised her hand, her tone enthusiastic.

"I arranged the photos according to the excavation date and wrote a brief description on the back, so that the designer could quickly match the text without having to ask you one by one."

Du Fei nodded, his tone serious.

"I'll help you check the text of the exhibit descriptions, as well as the data on the glaze analysis. We need to check them again to make sure they're accurate."

Pei Luonan watched the three of them busy at work, a gentle smile playing on his lips, before turning and heading towards the makeshift kitchen.

"I'll go make you some osmanthus tea. Let's eat and chat at the same time, so you don't have to work on an empty stomach."

When Hua Rong finished brewing, Gu Fanxing took a sip of osmanthus tea. The faint fragrance of osmanthus spread in her mouth, with a hint of sweetness, which eased her tension considerably.

"With your help, I feel much more at ease. With you all helping me organize the materials and come up with ideas, I feel unafraid of any difficulties."

"We're an 'archaeological team'!"

Ling Jiu'er put down the photos in her hand, "From now on, whether it's excavating porcelain shards or organizing special exhibitions, we'll work together. There's strength in numbers, and we're sure we can do things beautifully!"

Du Fei nodded, his eyes resolute.

"Yes, let's discuss things together. Don't shoulder everything alone. We're all here to support you."

Pei Luonan sat down next to Gu Fanxing, helping her fold the scattered documents in order. His fingertips occasionally brushed against her hand, conveying warmth. "In the exhibit descriptions, we could add a short story about you and the 'Qingning Kiln Porcelain Bowl.' This would make the audience feel more involved and show that archaeological work is not just cold digging, but a warm protection process, which would help everyone understand the significance of archaeology."

Gu Fanxing's eyes lit up; she thought this suggestion was excellent.

"This idea is brilliant! I hadn't thought of adding a story before. I always felt that the introduction should be objective and rigorous. In fact, adding a short story can make the porcelain bowl more 'human'."

I'll write this story in a bit and bring it to Professor Wang tomorrow; he'll definitely like it.

The data was finally almost sorted out, the osmanthus tea on the table was almost gone, and only two red bean buns remained.

Ling Jiu'er yawned widely and rubbed her slightly red eyes: "It's too late, we should go back and rest. We have to get up early tomorrow to go to the museum with you."

"Star, don't stay up too late. Get some rest and be well-rested for tomorrow's meeting."

Du Fei nodded and helped Ling Jiu'er put the documents away.

"If there's anything you haven't finished organizing, you can do it on the way tomorrow. Don't overwork yourself; your health is the most important thing."

After seeing Ling Jiu'er and Du Fei off, only Gu Fanxing and Pei Luonan remained in the tent, the air still filled with the fragrance of osmanthus and red bean paste.

Pei Luonan carefully put the documents into a folder for her, then took out a bottle of warm milk from the insulated box and poured it into her white porcelain cup: "Drink the milk and go to bed early. Milk can help you sleep. You have to get up early to go to the museum tomorrow, so don't be in a bad mood."

Gu Fanxing took the milk, leaned against him, and brushed her nose against his shirt, which carried a faint scent of laundry detergent. She said softly, "Luo Nan, thank you, as well as Jiu'er and Du Fei. Without you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to do these things well. I might still be struggling with the documents right now."

"Silly girl."

Pei Luonan lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, his lips carrying the warmth of milk.

“You deserve everyone’s kindness. You’ve done so much for the ‘Qingning Kiln Porcelain Bowl,’ staying up all night to organize materials and braving the rain to protect the porcelain shards. Everyone has seen it all, so it’s only right that we help you.”

"I'll stay with you the whole time at the museum tomorrow. Whether it's coordinating with the display cases or communicating with the designers, we'll solve any problems together. You don't have to shoulder everything alone."

After finishing her milk, Gu Fanxing leaned against Pei Luonan's chest and quickly fell asleep, her breathing even and a faint smile on her lips.

Pei Luonan gently covered her with a thin blanket, carefully carried her to the bed, tidied up the documents and computer on the table, then went to his own bedside, turned off the main light, leaving only a small night light, and then lay down on the bed with peace of mind.

He knew that tomorrow's meeting would go smoothly and the future special exhibition would be a success, because he would always be with her, her strongest support, and would not let her suffer the slightest grievance.

Moonlight streamed in through the tent, filtering through the sheer curtains and falling softly on the daisies on the windowsill, giving them a delicate sheen, like a thin veil. Inside, the nightlight illuminated the sleeping faces of the two people and the neatly organized documents on the table.

This night was quiet and warm, free from the hustle and bustle of the day, filled only with the comfort of each other's company, as if laying the groundwork for the most beautiful anticipation for the upcoming special exhibition.