[Ultraman] Breeder

Oh? !

The word "oh" is very interesting.

No matter how you look at it, there is a sense of reluctance in it.

Sang Jiu is not a narrow-minded or even vengeful person, but the other party's innocuous words stepped on the thunder point, and someone closed his eyes and threw the phone away, ignoring it.

After Chen Shiqian stood in the cold wind and sent a message to Sang Jiu, his throat couldn't help itching, and he subconsciously lit a cigarette.

In the past few years of coaching, he has seldom smoked, but tonight, he felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart. The reason is unknown, and he can only rely on nicotine to relieve it.

He didn't have much craving for cigarettes, so he put it down after taking a puff, and held it between his right fingers.The scarlet fireworks spread rapidly in the wind, burning all the way to his fingertips.

It wasn't until Song Yunsheng came to look for him that he unhurriedly threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stomped it out, then picked it up and threw it into the trash can beside him.

Chen Shiqian glanced at him, "Come to ask about Meng Xing's meeting?"

Song Yunsheng hesitated and didn't speak, just nodded.

Twenty or ten minutes had passed since the message was sent, and there was no sign of the phone being in the pocket of his trousers against his thigh.In this case, Chen Shiqian couldn't guess whether Sang Jiu was too busy to see it or whether he saw it but didn't want to go back.

He could only tell Song Yunsheng the truth.

Song Yunsheng lowered his head again, his back slightly raised, the twilight enveloped him, and his whole body was almost swallowed by the night.

For the young man in front of him, Chen Shiqian finally had an extra soft heart, not for anything else but for the little kindness left in him.

Fortunately, his kindness was rewarded, and Song Yunsheng was able to tell him as soon as something happened.It's just such a thing, in what capacity and what qualifications does he have to discipline him.

"Let's finish the college entrance examination first."

It seemed that there was only one word of comfort left.

Shame and unbearable came together at this moment, the boy's shoulders couldn't help shaking, there was no youthful stubbornness, only the inferiority complex from the bottom of his heart and the unforgiveness towards himself.

"Brother, do you think I'm dirty?"

This is a 17-year-old boy's final judgment on himself after experiencing his mother's death and his father's abandonment, and living under the fence.

For a child, such self-punishment is too cruel.

The 17-year-old Chen Shiqian chose to face the night alone, but the 28-year-old Chen Shiqian wanted him to stand in the light for the first time at this moment.

So, he said: "Song Yunsheng, no one in this world can make you give up on yourself, including you. The premise of giving up on yourself is knowing that you can do it but intentionally not to do it, not just a casual slander or an innocent person on the side of the road. Meaningless eyes."

Song Yunsheng looked at him with a gleam in his eyes.

At the same time, two vibrations were felt on the side of the thigh.

Someone finally sent a message after hanging someone up for an hour:

Sang Jiu: [Oh, it's okay. 】

There are three words in total but two punctuation points are added, and one of the words is still learned from him, which is enough to show that the other party is not light.

Meng family.

Sang Jiu nestled in the hanging chair on the balcony with his hands wrapped around his knees, his eyes fixed on the message from Chen Shiqian, and then at his own reply, only then did he feel that he had made a comeback.

In order to thank her sister for saving her life, Meng Xingjian, who was liberated, ran over to express his heartfelt words to her with emotion.

Sang Jiu watched his flamboyant performance, and said bluntly: "If you kneel down, I might be more moved."

Meng Xing, who could be fooled by his elder sister's eyes since he was a child, didn't dare to make jokes anymore. He immediately stood up straight and said honestly, "Thank you, sister."

Serious attitude, sincere eyes, barely pass.

Sangjiu nodded in satisfaction.

After finishing the business, Meng Xingjian couldn't wait to talk about another matter, "Sister, you can accompany me to Jinyuan tomorrow to bring the luggage home."

Although Ms. Lin has let go of their relationship, it doesn't mean they can mess around.In order to avoid some force majeure factors and to avoid affecting Song Yunsheng's college entrance examination, Lin Yin ordered him to live at home for the next six months, otherwise they would cut off their contact.

This is Ms. Lin's last concession, and no one can persuade her.

"Don't go."

Sang Jiu refused without thinking.

"Why?" Meng Xing was puzzled when he saw his classmates, "Maybe you can see Professor Chen tomorrow? Don't you like him?"

"I like him. Do I have to ask him to like me and accept my stalking just because I like him? Of course I won't stalk him."

Sangjiu has always disliked being forced when it comes to emotional matters. If the degree of mutual affection still hasn't reached the peak point after getting along for a long time, then it's better to stop here, neither wronging yourself nor wasting the other party's time.

Under the sunk cost, the result is clear at a glance.

This is still incomprehensible to Meng, who has just experienced emotional ups and downs, "Sister, are you willing?"

Are you willing?

Sang Jiu tried to find his own answer.

......

When Ms. Lin dragged Meng Xingjian out of the bed early the next morning, she informed him that she would go to Sang's house with him. Meng Xingjian, who was sleepy, jumped up from the bed with a carp, and hurriedly put on clothes. So I went to knock on the door of the mulberry wine room, but there was no movement inside after knocking for a long time.

Meng Xing, who was reluctant to go out, saw Sang Jiu standing beside the car, his eyes gleamed, and he slipped and rushed in front of her.

"Sister, didn't you say no?"

Sang Jiu glanced at him, "I can't change my mind."

"Okay, okay, that's the best." Meng Xingjian nodded and bowed, only Sangjiu followed.

Sang Jiu said to Ms. Lin who came out one step behind, "Auntie, I'll take him there. Isn't there still class in your school?"

Lin Yin didn't insist anymore, she only told her to come back soon.

When the two of them arrived, Song Yunsheng was already standing at the door to see them, and came up first to say sorry to Sang Jiu.

Sang Jiu saw that although he was a little embarrassed, he didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed because of this incident, so he guessed what Chen Shiqian should have said to him.

The two of them didn't dare to be too presumptuous because of the presence of Sang Jiu, and you stared at me for a long time.

Sang Jiu couldn't stand it anymore, so he said directly: "Auntie said that I will go home for dinner after moving."

Meng Xing saw almost 1 thanks, and walked into the house with Song Yunsheng in his arms.

When leaving, Song Yunsheng deliberately called out: "Sister Sangjiu, my brother is also here."

Shouting so loudly, I'm afraid that Sang Jiu won't be able to hear.

......

Chen Shiqian was standing in the yard where Sangjiu stood. In the severe winter, all the bright red crabapple flowers had faded that day, leaving only the bare branches and the empty swing.

At that time, he must have never imagined that the girl who was sitting on the swing that day would make a significant contribution to his ordinary life from now on.

"Professor Chen."

Someone called him from behind.

Chen Shiqian turned his head and saw Sang Jiu standing behind.

In the same place, now that Sang Jiu was standing where he was, the bleak winter day could not cover up the brilliance of her body, as dazzling as the blazing sun.

Sang Jiu stepped forward and asked curiously, "What kind of person did you think I was when you first met me?"

Standing beside him, she was obviously shorter than him, but she didn't look petite.

In fact, Chen Shiqian's impression of her came more from here than from the first meeting at the Jiang family banquet.

He thought for a while, looked at her and said seriously: "Show off your confidence."

It's not pretty.

Sang Jiu was a little surprised.

But none of that matters anymore.

She took out a jewelry box from her bag and handed it to him, "There is absolutely no reason to take back the gift I sent out from Sangjiu."

It was a birthday present she gave him on Christmas Eve, but he returned it in an ungentlemanly way.

Now that the bracelet has returned to his hands in this way, there is no joy of regaining it, but it feels extremely hot.

Chen Shiqian seemed to feel that something flashed past his body, and he couldn't catch it so fast.

Sangjiu's voice broke the winter morning again, cold and alienated:

"Chen Shiqian, I said that I am a person who is more proud than everything else, at least that's what I thought before I met you. I liked you once. It is true that I am rejected by you now, but I don't feel ashamed. Just As I said before, I frankly accept all the results, and frankly accept the fact that I liked you."

"You are indeed the only person who has touched my heart in the past 26 years, and I will think of you even for a long time in the future. Because of this, I will not erase the short time you appeared in my life Time, I am not afraid to mention you to my future partner, I accept these frankly, because I admit that you are excellent, and at the same time tell others that I am also excellent."

It was the first time for Sang Jiu to talk about his feelings with others so frankly.

Staying sober and rational is her first principle in dealing with people.

The same goes for feelings.

What she said surprised Chen Shiqian but also confused him.

Professor Chen, who used to be able to crush everyone in the debate field by himself, seemed to have his throat pinched at this moment, and he couldn't speak a word.

According to the usual clichéd plot development of TV dramas, the next male lead should redeem the female lead with a face of guilt and heartbreak.

But reality is not TV.

Chen Shiqian may not be the hero either.

So he could only watch Sang Jiu turn and leave in front of him.

Generally, the scenes of TV dramas will be stuck in this scene, and then leave suspense for the audience to guess whether the heroine has turned back.

But Sangjiu never plays cards according to common sense.

She turned around again and told him calmly: "Oh, yes. Our company has a cooperation with the Imperial Capital, and I will be in charge of that project next week."

"So, Professor Chen, I probably won't bother you for a long time."

The last crabapple flower finally couldn't stand the ravages of the strong wind, and fluttered down, smashing into the ground and into Chen Shiqian's heart. It was like being pricked by a needle. It didn't hurt or itch, but a drop of blood still oozes out.

"Pity."

Sang Jiu's face was slightly regretful, but only for a moment, she raised her head with a relaxed expression: "Professor Chen, goodbye."

Chen Shiqian looked calm as usual, watching her back disappear from his sight.

I have never felt that she walked so fast.

Sang Jiu walked briskly.

Meng Xing asked her if she was willing to do so last night, she thought about it all night and figured it out.

She is not reconciled.

That's why she came to Sang's house today and said something like this to Chen Shiqian.

She wanted him to understand that she was not a dodder clinging to a big tree.

she will do

A shining independent woman in the new era.