[Ultraman] Breeder

It was almost 12 o'clock when the barbecue ended. No one expected that a sudden social game could dig out so much breaking news. When the party broke up, everyone even booed and asked Chen Shiqian to escort Sangjiu to the hotel room.

The room was not far from the barbecue place, but the snow on the road had not yet melted, and it was still foggy at night. Both of them walked very slowly, and the street lights shone behind them, casting long shadows on the snowy road ahead.

Just now, the little girl in the department showed her the video with more than [-] hits, and Sang Jiu remembered the tweet Meng Xingjian sent her a few days ago, but she thought it was some boring public No. blog post has not been opened.

In the video, Chen Shiqian still looked cold and dignified, but his eyes were tinged with rare tenderness, and the reason for this tenderness came from her.

When Sang Jiu saw the video, the corners of her mouth almost turned up to the sky. She admitted that at that moment, she almost couldn't hold back and ran up to give Chen Shiqian a big hug.

But she held back, because there are some things that need to be explained and asked clearly.

Her goal was clear from the beginning,

She wanted more than just him.

At this moment, she raised her head and blinked and asked the people around her, "Why do you say that?"

In the extremely quiet snowy night, apart from the creaking sound of stepping on the snow, the only thing left is each other's breathing.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sky is clear.

"Can we see the sunrise tomorrow?" Chen Shiqian looked at the sky and answered the question.

Sang Jiu is not satisfied with his behavior of avoiding his own problems.

The proud and self-sufficient are the least tolerant of being ignored by others.

So, she moved two steps to the side, opened the distance between the two of them, looked proudly, and looked directly at her: "Chen Shiqian, you said you wanted to chase me but you couldn't give a reason for chasing me, then you are so powerful!" What's the use of doing this?"

The answer Sang Jiu wants is simple.

It was nothing more than hoping that he could admit that he liked it as frankly as she did.

What she wants is an open and unreserved preference, not a secretive ambiguity.

Obviously on this point, Chen Shiqian still didn't understand.

"Chen Shiqian, I don't want you to say that out of pity."

......

At five o'clock in the morning, Xiangshan gathered thick mountain fog, and it was so gray that I couldn't see anything clearly, except for a few clusters of light.

Zhang Chenglan was woken up from the cold, and saw the window open in a daze, and the cold wind poured in in large swaths, so she was forced to get up from the warm bed and staggered to the window, only to see the person sitting next to her. The hairs all over his body stood on end in an instant, without any sleepiness, he cursed and said:

"Damn it! Chen Shiqian, you must be sick! Stay up late at night and run to my room pretending to be a ghost!"

The lights in the room were not turned on, the person sitting on the sofa hung his head, and there was still a trace of scarlet on the small tea table in front of him.In the darkness, he slowly reminded: "This is my room."

Zhang Chenglan: "..."

He stroked his forehead, and remembered that he ran to squeeze with Chen Shiqian because the heating in his room was broken, so he laughed awkwardly, sat down beside him, thinking that he was almost scared to death by him just now, whispered Complain: "Then you can't stay up at night and stand by the window! Isn't this scary!"

"Watch the sunrise."

"What?"

The voice as flat as water sounded again, "I'm here to watch the sunrise."

"Watch the sunrise?" Zhang Chenglan glanced at the foggy sky outside the window, a little suspicious, "Can you see the sunrise in this weather?"

Of course not.

The weather forecast shows sleet for the next hour.

But if you can't see it today, it doesn't mean you won't see it tomorrow or in the future.

Chen Shiqian got up and walked to the window. It was quiet outside, except for the sound of the wind.He lowered his eyelids, quickly closed the window, and murmured: "Next time, maybe next time I can see..."

Like comfort and like a sigh.

......

In fact, there was a sunrise that day, the weather forecast was not accurate at all, there was no sleet at all, and many people gathered on the viewing platform waiting to watch the sunrise.

The night before, Sang Jiu specially set the alarm clock. Early in the morning, before dawn, he walked to the top of the mountain alone and watched the first morning light slowly rise from his eyes.

At the moment when the sky is about to break dawn, the sun breaks free from the clouds and emits a fiery red light, which is soft and warm.

unfortunately,

Chen Shiqian was not there.

After the official contract with Qixiang is signed, the rest of the work will start together after the year.Although the matter here was over, Sang Jiu was not in a hurry to return to Shencheng because Yu Qing was in trouble.

To be precise, he encountered Jiang Tianyi's troubles.

Snow is falling rustlingly outside, and a glass door separates the world into two sides, one side is feasting and the other side is luxurious.The dim lights are so eerie that people's eyes are blurred, and the ambiguous atmosphere of men and women is intertwined on the dance floor, trying to get some comfort in this cold winter day.

"A glass of whiskey." Sang Jiu knocked on the countertop at the bartender, and sat down on the high stool.

"Here we come." Seeing her sit down, Yu Qing slightly raised her lower eyelids, lazily shaking the wine glass in her hand.The honey-colored liquid flowed round and round on the side of the cup along the inclined angle, and was finally put back on the countertop by its owner.

Immediately afterwards, her voice reached Sang Jiu's ears accompanied by heavy metal music.

"Jiang Tianyi and Fu Yin divorced."

The lights on the dance floor changed again, and the DJ on the stage shouted mics, and the atmosphere was suddenly heightened to a climax. Sex and soul collide with each other, and people shout for the freedom of love, but they are often shackled by reality.

Sang Jiu was not surprised to hear the news.

As long as one party in a marriage is forced, the relationship will not last long.And the compromise at the beginning will often become all the dissatisfaction in getting along with each other in the future, which will accumulate for a long time until it completely explodes at the last moment.

Jiang Tianyi never agreed to this marriage arranged by his parents from the beginning to the end. Divorce is a matter of time.

But Yu Qing was by no means the source of the failure of this marriage.

Jiang Tianyi and Yu Qing have known each other for 12 years, and they have been together for five years and separated for five years. During this period, Li Sangjiu, as an outsider, has witnessed their deep affection and their embarrassment when they decided to break up.

She has completely participated in their lives for the past ten years, but at this moment, she has no way to criticize or even accuse who is right and who is wrong in this relationship.

Because everyone is wrong, but everyone's choice is not wrong.

It's just a pity for a good girl like Fu Yin.

She is the most innocent in this triangle relationship, and the one who deserves to be let down the most.

The rock music suddenly turned into soothing piano music, the audience suddenly fell silent, and the DJ's voice came from the microphone again.

Oh, it turns out he cut the wrong music.

If the music is wrong, it can be replayed, but if the person is wrong, can it be played again?

"Then will you turn back?" Sang Jiu asked.

This is her second time asking.

"will not."

The answer remains the same.

Yu Qing's voice became clearer and clearer in the noisy background.

"Sang Jiu, I understood a truth during the years of studying in Washington. Even if Jiang Tianyi and I hadn't broken up at that time, we would never have a long relationship, at least not to marriage. In fact, the real reason for our breakup was never It's not my so-called unbearable past, nor my incompatible family background with him, but, "

She lowered her head and laughed at herself, "I won't stop for him, and he won't wrong himself for me."

Sang Jiu looked at her, obviously sitting in the crowd, but her figure was so lonely.

"It's ridiculous that after so many years, Jiang Tianyi still doesn't understand this truth."

Maybe it's not that Jiang Tianyi doesn't understand, but it's because he understands that he chooses to ignore it, so that what he does can be taken for granted.

Sang Jiu wanted to go over and hug her, but she knew Yu Qing didn't need it.

She'd had enough mercy over the past dozen years, and it was the last thing she needed now.

The last sip of white beer was poured into his mouth, Yu Qing's eyes were firm and ruthless: "You tell Jiang Tianyi, I will not soften my heart this time."

In a relationship, it is always the man who is indecisive and hesitant, while the woman is often the first to make up her mind and never relents.

When Yu Qing left, she told her: "The law firm has an opportunity to go to the UK for an exchange, and we will leave next week. Help me tell your grandparents that I won't be able to spend the New Year with them this year."

Look, once a truly unfeeling person makes up his mind, he will always be notified and never discussed.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and Sangjiu didn't want to go home for the first time, so he ordered another glass of classic Fujia white beer with the bartender.

Probably because of the word "wine" in her name, she has always been a good drinker, otherwise Qin Zhao would not have let her go out to socialize and discuss cooperation.

People in the bar came and went, and the people around Sangjiu also changed wave after wave, persevering and enjoying it.

It is an honor to strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman, but it is a challenge to strike up a conversation with a beautiful woman who can drink.

When Chen Shiqian was standing next to her, Sang Jiu was still talking about the difference between Di Jia and Tai Luo with a younger brother with great interest.

"Sangjiu." His voice was hoarse and nasal.

Sang Jiu turned his head with a look of surprise, the corners of his slightly drunken eyes were dyed bright red, and his voice was soft and charming: "Professor Chen!"

Zhang Chenglan told her that at this time, Chen Shiqian almost didn't think about the fact that he was still suffering from a low-grade fever, and he was still thinking about whether something would happen to her while driving.It wasn't until standing in front of her at this moment that I realized that I was making a fuss out of a molehill. It took a long time before I heard him sigh: "I'll take you home."

"Go home?" Sang Jiu tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were a little blurred, "Does Professor Chen know where my home is?"

Of course Chen Shiqian didn't know where she lived.

Sang Jiu jumped off the stool, lost his footing and fell into his arms.

Wen Xiangnunyu was in his arms, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to support her, but his body was too stiff to move.

Her whole face was buried in his chest, and her long, smooth hair also fell down, covering most of her voice.

"Chen Shiqian, why are you still carrying it?"

There is a string of brown mahogany beads on the wrist holding her hand, which looks very out of place in contrast with the heavy metal punk outfits around her.

Sang Jiu didn't wait for him to speak, she took a step back and waved her hands, "Take me home."

The warmth in the chest suddenly disappeared, but the atmosphere in the bar continued to swell. Chen Shiqian's breathing became heavier, and he clasped her wrist firmly with his back, his voice was low and deep, and with a tone that could not be refused:

"I'll take you home."