[Ultraman] Breeder

In the quiet and silent night, every word of Sang Jiu's words hit the bottom of his heart, causing ripples, and finally slowly sank to the bottom of the sea without any further waves.

Chen Shiqian stood on the steps and looked down at her. His eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog, and he couldn't see clearly.

The wall clock on the first floor struck, and the minute hand reached 12, so he said, "Sangjiu, it's time."

Sang Jiu looked at him with too straightforward eyes, as if she wanted to see through him.

Chen Shiqian subconsciously wanted to hide.

But in the end she didn't say anything, waved at him, turned around and walked away very gracefully.

The end of the month is Ms. Meng's birthday.

Ever since she lived in Puning Temple, she has been indifferent to these external things, but Sang Jiu doesn't think so, no matter how busy she is, she still insists on coming to celebrate her birthday with her every year.

It is called a sense of ritual.

The two were sorting out the vegetables grown by the second elder of the Meng family in Meng Huaqing's small courtyard.

Seeing that she was absent-minded all morning, Ms. Meng couldn't hold it back. She stopped what she was doing and pretended to be angry, "Who are you offending me by running away all morning?"

Seeing this, Sang Jiu immediately ran to her side, pinched her back, and said with a slippery tongue, "How dare I make you angry."

"You," Ms. Meng blamed, and patted her hand, "then you can tell me. Although I may not be able to help, it's not a problem for you to hold back in your heart."

Sang Jiu lowered his head and didn't speak, it wasn't that she was coy and refused to talk to Meng Huaqing, it was just that she and Chen Shiqian couldn't explain clearly for a while.

Seeing her like that, Meng Huaqing had an idea in his mind, and pulled her in front of him, "It must be because of that person."

She still understands her daughter's temperament. Although she looks cold and difficult to get along with, she is more sensitive than anyone else in her heart. Once she decides something, ten cows will not be able to pull her back.

It is precisely because of this that it is not easy to persuade.

Ms. Meng thought for a while, "I don't know what it's like for you young people to fall in love. I only know one thing. It doesn't matter if it's the past or the present, it's right to like it. If you like him, he It doesn't matter if you like you or not, if you don't like him, then let it go and do what you want."

"Mother."

Sang Jiu has never been a shy person, and has always been open and undisguised when it comes to chasing Chen Shiqian. It's just that after getting along with her during this period of time, she found that her emotions began to be affected by others, and the other's every move It will affect her subtly, and this feeling of being completely out of her control makes her feel an unprecedented fear.

She was afraid that without Chen Shiqian, she would no longer have her own self.

"This person made me not be me anymore."

Sang Jiu was stuck in the swamp of self-contradiction for a long time and could not get out.

"Sangsang," Meng Huaqing tried to enlighten her, "the reason why you say this is because you think this person will change you, and this change makes you panic, so you will be entangled. Let me ask you, if this person now Disappeared from your life, do you regret it?"

Sangjiu couldn't answer this question.

Because once a person has tasted a little bit of sweetness, he can never let it go.

She remembered a book she had read before. The protagonist Charlie suffered from a mental disorder since he was a child. An operation fortunately turned him from a young child into a genius envied by everyone. At the bottom of the valley, he became the fool that everyone despised at the beginning.

So is it sadder never to have it or to lose it after having it?

This question is discussed throughout the book. When I first read it, Sang Jiu couldn't tell the answer, but now the answer is obvious.

Charlie in the book chose the former, even though he unfortunately became a fool again, but at the same time he became a genius, he also experienced the love that people say, the magnificence of knowledge, and the enjoyment that people should have for him. respect.

Now that there are no regrets in life, what about going back to the original point.

After thinking about it, Sang Jiu stopped being entangled, with a relieved smile on his face, "Mom, I understand. If he disappears from now on, I will definitely regret it, because I still have a lot to say, but before that he has already It has brought me a lot of happiness, so the rest of the road will just go with the flow. As you said, if he doesn't like me, I just accept it generously."

"Besides," Sang Jiu said proudly, "Your daughter is so outstanding, he would be unlucky to miss me."

Seeing her like this, Meng Huaqing stopped preaching too much.

It's best if you can figure it out. If you can't figure it out, you have to bump into some south walls yourself to know whether it hurts or not.

Just let the children walk their own way.

Sang Jiu stayed with Ms. Meng at Puning Temple for three days, and sent Chen Shiqian a wechat on the day of his return.

This was after the two of them chatted downstairs in Chen Shiqian's office that night, and she took the initiative to contact him.

Sang Jiu: [Professor Chen, when is your birthday? 】

Chen Shiqian was even a little surprised when he received this news.

He thought that after that night, Sang Jiu would stop talking to him, after all, they hadn't had any contact in the past half month.

Chen Shiqian didn't know what kind of medicine she sold in the gourd this time, and tapped his fingers quickly in the chat box.

Chen Shiqian: [Christmas Eve. 】

After I replied with an "oh", there was no further text.

Chen Shiqian stared at her reply and refreshed it several times. At one point, he suspected that his signal was not good or there was something wrong with his phone.

When she realized what she had done just now, she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. There is really no other person in this world who doesn't play cards according to common sense than her.

At the same time, he suddenly realized that his emotions had begun to be affected by her.

And this kind of influence penetrated into his life almost in a silent way, and even his whole state.

Realizing this problem, he couldn't help thinking, since when did he start to care about Sang Jiu's every word and deed, her every feeling and even her expression?

He was unaware of this series of changes.

This kind of change came quietly, but he brought his energy to the extreme every time he got along, so much so that he accepted it without even having to adapt.

He had never discovered that one person's influence could be so powerful.

The pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone broke his meditation.

Seeing the caller ID on the screen, the impatience in his eyes was not hidden in the slightest.

When the phone was connected, the person on the other side had a cold tone, as if they were just informing him, but the tough attitude inside and outside the words made him even have no chance to refuse.

"Go home tonight, Chen Yi is back."

Chen Yi.

This name, which has tortured him countless times in the past 15 years, sounds a little strange now.

Yep, time to come back too.

Chen Shiqian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, like a death row prisoner struggling for the last time before execution.

Otherwise, how could he feel at ease.

At the same time as the phone was hung up, Sang Jiu's WeChat message came again.

[Then it was agreed in advance, you have to set aside time for me that day. 】

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The book mentioned in the article is "A Bouquet for Algernon"