[Ultraman] Breeder

This year's winter was unbearably cold. When Sang Jiu got out of the cabin, the raging north wind couldn't stop blowing her face, and she hated herself for not wearing more down jackets.

In order to welcome her friend's arrival, Yu Qing deliberately turned away an important client today and drove to the airport to pick her up.

It was too cold outside, and Sang Jiu hurriedly got into the car after taking his luggage, rubbing his hands together, trying to warm up his body quickly.

When friends meet, it's always inevitable to hurt each other, Yu Qing took out a piece of warm baby from the storage box and threw it to her, "I'm so gentle, don't wait for me, if you have to rush out for a business trip at the end of the year, you are too busy."

Lawyer Yu's mouth was as unceremonious as it was back then.

The car started, the heater slowly turned up, and the coolness on the fingertips gradually dissipated. Sang Jiu huddled in his cotton clothes and turned his head to look out the window.The snow in the imperial capital is not like the rain mixed in the south. It only takes a few minutes for the road to accumulate a thick layer. This ancient city that has carried several dynasties in the past is slowly revealing its real body under the covering of snow.

If anyone in this world knows Yu Qing best, it must be Sangjiu.At the moment, she choked on her with ease: "Jiang Tianyi has also come to the imperial capital."

Well, the tip of the needle is against the wheat awn, and no one can please anyone.

Yu Qing simply acted as a mute, and honestly acted as Miss Sang's personal driver.

The imperial capital is covered with snow, but Shencheng is raining every day, and the hailstones hit people's faces fiercely due to the northwest wind, wishing to make a hole.

When Chen Shiqian came out of class, the rain was getting heavier.

At the entrance of the teaching building, three or two students walked in groups with umbrellas. No matter how bad it was, there was a male hero who took off his coat to protect the female students from the rain. He was the only one standing on the porch looking at the pouring rain, unable to move an inch.

"Professor Chen—"

Someone fell from the sky and rescued him from the rain.

Meng Xingjian stood outside the corridor holding an umbrella and shouted at him, "Professor Chen, I have an umbrella."

Chen Shiqian heard the sound and looked over, only to see that he was empty-handed, and there was nothing else except an umbrella on his head.

When he subconsciously refused, the other party had already run to him through the rain.

"You use my sister's, I'll just squeeze with my roommate."

Meng Xingjian smiled and showed his white teeth, and handed over the umbrella.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting smiling faces, otherwise he wouldn't have the heart to let his students get wet in the rain.So An Xin took it from his hand, and politely replied: "Thank you."

The golden umbrella handle is slender and delicate, and the umbrella surface is low-key black inside and out, unlike her owner who is high-key and public.

Meng Xingjian's voice was so loud that even the heavy rain couldn't cover it.

"My sister just told me that she has arrived in the imperial capital."

There it is.

No need to tell him specifically.

Chen Shiqian let out a "hmm", opened his umbrella and walked into the rain without looking back.

Meng Xingjian: "...just 'huh'?"

The snow on the road into Changyuan Huafu has been cleared by the security guards. Yu Qing drove the car smoothly into the community, and when she got off the car to help her carry her luggage, she didn't forget to say, "I really envy Miss Sang who can stay here on a business trip." Mansion."

In the past few years, house prices have been rising desperately, but at the end of the month, the boss does not see the slightest sign of rising wages. The weak economic foundation is not enough for the superstructure, let alone the imperial capital where money is like water.

Yu Qing paid off the down payment of the house this year only after working 360 days a year, working overtime without vacation, which is already much better than most people in Beidiao.

And this Miss Sang, who doesn't eat the sufferings of the world, ordered a Haidilao takeaway with a delivery fee of two hundred without blinking.

Damn capitalists.

It's true that people are more popular than people!

But when Yu Qing was snuggling on the sofa with the heater blowing on and enjoying the beautiful scenery of the snow-covered imperial capital, while stuffing the fat cow wrapped in rich tomato soup into his mouth, he still sighed:

It's nice to have money.

It was snowing heavily outside, covering the branches, and the two of them ate hot pot with beer and got carried away.In the smoky haze, Yu Qing raised her head and asked her: "Do you really want to part with that Professor Chen?"

She remembered how Sang Jiu had sworn at the beginning that he would do everything possible to take him down, but now she ran to the imperial capital in a hurry as a deserter, without saying a word about him.

Not at all like her style.

From the perspective of Yu Qing, a bystander, these are nothing more than two situations: one is that the stinky man completely hurt Sang Jiu's heart, causing her to make a quick decision and go away without further entanglements.Or maybe Sang Jiu indulged in lust, and the dog man didn't see him every day like three autumns, and in the end he could only cry and beg her to go back.

The more curious she was, the calmer Sang Jiu became, and he stated the facts calmly: "I'm here for work."

"Tch," Yu Qingcai didn't believe her, and immediately criticized her, "Trying to change the topic and cover up the truth, you are definitely confusing the judge."

The background sound is Wong Kar Wai's "Chongqing Forest". The actor He Zhiwu played by Takeshi Kaneshiro bought a can of pineapple that expired on May 30st from the day they broke up. He couldn't wait until the No. [-] cans were bought. Looking back, the last lovelorn met newcomers in the bar, and at the end of the story, no one knew who they were going to.

Just like the classic line in the movie, "When I was closest to her, the distance between us was only 0.01 cm, and I knew nothing about her."

Chen Shiqian's relationship with mulberry wine, in the final analysis, everything is just on the surface.

Under the surface, the whole picture is unknown.

Even though they have been together for a while, she still doesn't understand him, and Chen Shiqian may not see her fully.

Sang Jiu put the last piece of fat beef into the pot, looked at Yu Qing and said seriously: "I really came to the Imperial Capital to work."

The petitioner had a sincere face, Yu Qing was skeptical and reluctantly believed her words.

At the end of the movie, the call He Zhiwu received on May 663st was the happy birthday of the blonde beauty, and A Fei gave [-] a plane ticket without a location.

What the future holds is unknown.

But what Sang Jiu didn't tell Yu Qing was——

Canned pineapple can't wait for May,

But the snow in the imperial capital will drift to Shencheng.

When Mr. Chen was young, he was also a well-known figure in the shopping malls. If it weren't for the ruthless tactics back then, he wouldn't be the Chen family he is today. It's just that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to grow old in his old age, so he decided to take the Chen family to Puning on the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. The temple fasted for one day in order to ensure the well-being of the descendants.

As the old man's youngest son, Chen Shiqian was naturally among them.

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, the monastery was cold, and there were not many pilgrims except their group when they passed Ali all the way.

Chen Shiqian entered the Buddhist hall and burned two sticks of incense for Song Lan as usual. When he stood up, he happened to reveal the walnut bead bracelet on his left wrist.

The abbot here is an old acquaintance with him. When he saw the bead string in his hand, he came forward curiously and asked: "The benefactor said he doesn't believe in Buddhism, so why is he contaminated with Buddhist things?"

Hearing this, he looked down.

The things were bought from Tibet by Sangjiu, which doesn't mean much, but Tibet is a place of Buddhism, so this bracelet has something to do with Buddha.

"I still don't believe in Buddhism," Chen Shiqian lowered his hands, looked at the bodhi tree outside the hall, and remembered what Sang Jiu said when he stood under the tree.

After a while, a series of voices echoed in the empty Buddhist hall:

"But it's the only thing I believe in in this life."

......

There are pilgrims in the side hall who come to worship.

Chen Shiqian followed his gaze and saw the words "Sang Zhiyuan" on the tablet.

The abbot told him that the female pilgrim was the wife of the deceased and lived in Puning Temple all year round.

He suddenly remembered that Sang Jiu's mother had been living in Puning Temple since her father's death, no wonder he met her in the temple that day.

There is a small path leading to the backyard of Puning Temple. There are bamboo forests on both sides of the road. It is cool in summer and sluggish in winter, so few people come.A few steps further inside is a small courtyard, which occupies a small area but is well organized.

There is a newly delivered Clivia at the door, and the petals and leaves are still adsorbed with wet dew.There are also many flowers and plants planted around, and they did not wither in the cold winter, which shows that the owner has taken good care of them on weekdays.

Meng Huaqing, who just came back from the front hall, is having a video with Sang Jiu.

"The new season of Clivia has been delivered to you, don't forget."

In the video, Sang Jiu, who was far away in the imperial capital, told her remotely.

Meng Huaqing loves orchids as much as she wants, when Sang Zhiyuan was around, she asked someone to search for orchids for her, but now this task falls into the hands of Sang Jiu.At first, Ms. Meng thought it was unnecessary, since her husband was gone, and raising this expensive hobby would be exhausting for the younger generation.But Sang Jiu didn't want to, no matter how busy he was at work, he would remember to send her orchids in different seasons.

The euphemistic name is to inherit the father's mantle.

Later, Ms. Meng stopped insisting and accepted all the orchids she sent.

"...However, I still want to talk about you. It's the end of the year, why are you running away to the emperor, you can't go after the end of the year."

Meng Huaqing was still a little unhappy about the fact that she ran to the imperial capital without saying hello.There is no reason for children to go out instead of going home for a reunion during the Chinese New Year.

Sang Jiu defended himself in the video: "Ms. Meng, I am here for work, not for pleasure."

"Yes, yes, I know you are going to work. Then you can't leave without saying a word. If your aunt hadn't told me, I, as a mother, don't know where my daughter is!"

Ms. Meng's temper was so small that even Sang Zhiyuan couldn't stand it, and Sang Jiu immediately admitted his mistake with a good attitude: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I promise, I will spare time to have a New Year's Eve dinner with you on New Year's Eve. "

"Okay, it's just a meal. There's no need for you to rush back and forth. It's like catching a plane is like drinking saliva." In the end, she still felt sorry for her daughter. Before the video hung up, Meng Huaqing repeatedly told her not to come and call her. The phone is just fine.

"Snack Buckle"

Just as he put down his phone, he heard a knock on the door.

The courier who delivered Clivia had just left, and usually few people came to her yard except for Sang Jiu and a few familiar relatives and friends.Meng Huaqing was puzzled, got up and put on a cloak to open the door.

Opening the door, a strange young man stood outside.

The appearance is superior, the temperament is alienated.

A finely crafted black woolen coat was stained with morning dew.

Compared to Meng Huaqing's surprise, he was obviously much calmer, and said politely:

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Chen Shiqian."

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Sangjiu: A proper double-standard dog! ! !