[Ultraman] Breeder

Chen Shiqian came to participate in teaching and research activities this time and lived in an apartment allocated by the school, which is near Beijing University.Half an hour later, the car parked smoothly under the apartment building. He unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car and went around to the co-pilot to help Sang Jiu open the door.

A few glasses of white beer will not make Sangjiu drunk. At this moment, his eyes are clear and he is sitting quietly in the car.

"Didn't you say you want to go home? Why don't you get out of the car?"

The car door was opened, and the cold wind quickly rushed into the car, and along with Chen Shiqian's voice, reached her ears.

She wasn't drunk at all, Chen Shiqian could tell that early in the morning, but he still took her back to his apartment.Sang Jiu didn't understand the reason why he did this, and looked up at him deeply.

Those black eyes were clearly reflected in her line of sight as before, without any charm or even the slightest emotion, yet it was so hard to extricate oneself from.

In the end, she didn't say anything, took her bag and got out of the car.

When closing the car door, she accidentally touched his hand, which made Sang Jiu shiver from the heat, and cursed herself for being worthless.

The two of them remained silent along the way until the elevator opened, and Chen Shiqian was the first to take out the key to open the door.

Sang Jiu stood at the door and looked in openly. It is a typical bachelor apartment with one bedroom and one living room. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.Chen Shiqian brought her a new pair of disposable slippers from the entrance.

"There are no women's slippers here, so you take them off first."

She didn't answer, and looked at him with a cold face.

"Chen Shiqian, do you know what this means?"

Bringing a single person of the opposite sex home to spend the night, and the other person still has obvious ill intentions towards him.

But any adult understands the meaning.

What does it mean?

Chen Shiqian no longer had the strength to delve into this issue.

Back and forth twice, forced to drive for an hour, now his head is very dizzy, and his nose is a little stuffy. If conditions permit, he would like to smoke a cigarette, but Ke Sangjiu took his hand, and his clean and transparent There is an unstoppable persistence in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Slowly, the face in front of him began to appear double, and his vision gradually blurred.

Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear a panicked voice——

"Chen Shiqian!"

......

Sang Jiu took a lot of effort to drag him to the sofa, only then did he realize that he had a fever, his cheeks were reddish, and he was breathing heavily.She probed his forehead, but luckily her body temperature was not very high, she hurriedly turned around and ran into the bathroom, took a towel and wet it with cold water, then went back to the living room, and gently wiped his face.

Finally, he went into the bedroom again, took out a thick blanket, and bent down to cover him.

After doing this, she was free, and sat down on the carpet to look at him carefully.

It has to be said that Chen Shiqian's face perfectly conforms to her aesthetics from brow bone to lips.Against the backdrop of the warm yellow light, his outline became clearer and clearer, his eyes were tightly closed, and his long and dense eyelashes were drawn down. His complexion was a little pale because of illness, but he was much more amiable than when he was awake.

Sang Jiu couldn't help poking his face.

Somewhere in my heart is soft.

After a while, she sighed.Yu Qing was right, it seemed that she was doomed to fall into his hands for the rest of her life.

After all, apart from her parents, no one in this world can make her surrender willingly.

Whether it's the figure downstairs in Changyuan Huafu, the well-known video, or the glance in the bar just now, she has to admit that she has always been trying to be brave.

It was only now that she realized that all pride was worthless in front of Xindong.

So, Chen Shiqian, what about you?

Her eyes fell on his face.

Chen Shiqian felt that he had a very long dream.

Fragments flashed by like a horse watching flowers in the dream, including mother, Rong Jia, the short childhood in Wushui Town, and the long career of studying alone in a foreign country.Then the picture flashed by, and finally it was fixed on Sang Jiu's face, she was smiling all the time.He tried to touch her, but he couldn't touch her no matter what. He could only watch her body disappear little by little, but he couldn't do anything.

He gasped and opened his eyes abruptly.

It was very dark in the room, and the curtains were drawn tightly.

He habitually looked around, only to find himself lying on the sofa in the living room.

It was still dark outside, and the snow on the branches rustled down.He threw off the blanket, propped up his body and walked to the window, his throat was as dry as a fire, so he turned and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

In the dark room, Sang Jiu supported his head and leaned on the single sofa, with nothing covering his body.

Only then did Chen Shiqian notice her.

It turned out that she didn't leave.

Reminiscent of the dream just now, I suddenly had a kind of joy of regaining what was lost.

Walking to her side, he pulled the blanket aside to cover her body, being extra careful not to wake her up.

Human beings are extremely sensitive to hearing when they cannot see.

There was the sound of her light breathing.

As soon as her hand touched her shoulder, she woke up, her eyes were bright and not half sleepy.

"Chen Shiqian."

Her voice was urgent and cold, like a lover's quarrel, the first sentence she spoke was:

"Whoever tells you to be sick, don't say a word!"

Chen Shiqian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, teasing her:

"Who will take you home if I say nothing?"

In the dark, his voice was low and hoarse, accompanied by occasional coughs.

Hearing the continuous coughing sound, Sang Jiu's heart tightened, and Lao Gao frowned, fearing that his fever had not gone away, so he quickly took the blanket in his hand and put it on him.

Chen Shiqian stopped her, and squatted down in front of her, keeping his gaze level with hers.

In the dark room, even the surrounding air was heavy, the wind outside the window was howling, and there was only a little moonlight in the living room coming through the kitchen. Sang Jiu could clearly feel Chen Shiqian's gaze falling on her .

"Why didn't you go home?" He smiled and asked seriously.

The voice is very deep and deep.

"Do you want me to come back?" She asked back, "Isn't this my home?"

The phrase "I'll take you home" in the bar is still vivid.

He couldn't help laughing at himself. Sure enough, people are far from sober when they are sick, and suddenly began to regret bringing back Sangjiu.

Because she is a very stubborn girl.

It fell into silence again.

Sang Jiu tried his best not to sound so aggressive, "Chen Shiqian, can't you admit it generously?"

Is it that hard to admit liking or disliking?

Chen Shiqian was still silent, some words were on his lips but it was always so difficult to say when facing her.

Time seemed to stand still, only Sang Jiu stubbornly wanted an answer.

In the darkness, Chen Shiqian suddenly stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked her brow, smoothing it out little by little, with gentle movements.The fingertips with a little coolness slowly slid across the eyebrows, as if by magic, Sang Jiu's heart inexplicably calmed down.

"Sang Jiu, you don't look good when you frown."

He was running away again.

Sang Jiu didn't understand why he didn't dare to say that sentence in front of her.

But in the next second, his head leaned over, their foreheads were pressed close together, their noses were facing each other, their heavy breaths were entangled with each other, Chen Shiqian's arms were on both sides of the sofa, tightly restraining her.

The moonlight cast a clear glow behind him.

After a long time, Chen Shiqian's voice echoed in the quiet space, like a dry and hoarse voice who suddenly spoke after a long silence:

"Although I really don't want to admit it, but Sang Jiu, I'm actually a very timid person."

Sang Jiu's heart suddenly shrank.

"Your sincerity and bravery make me yearn for and scare me. You are as hot and dazzling as a fire. But I am selfish and timid. How dare I touch you."

She had seen his embarrassment with her own eyes.

Maybe Sang Jiu could ignore it, but he couldn't ignore it.

Because that's what he's experienced.It's so real, and it can't be erased.

At this moment, Sang Jiu couldn't believe it. In her eyes, people who were so good that they could stand side by side with the sun turned out to be as humble as dust when facing themselves.

Chen Shiqian calmly stated the facts that he had been afraid to face.

"The reason I've been hesitant to approach you is because I've always refused to accept myself, the self who is sensitive, inferior, and always afraid that the gain is not worth the loss." He showed her another side of himself without any scruples, without reservation.

That was his last retreat and the only remaining pride he gave himself.

His forehead was cold, the mulberry wine was pressed against him, and his eye sockets were warm and moist.

She never knew that he lived so hard.

She raised her head and hugged him tightly, her voice was soft but very sure: "Chen Shiqian, there is nothing wrong with you being fine. I will not allow you to underestimate yourself."

Everyone has blamed him since he was born.

But no one told him,

It was never me who was wrong.

At this moment, those words that Chen Shiqian wanted to say a long time ago but didn't say, those feelings that he had hidden deep in his heart and tried to ignore, finally erupted like a volcano.

His hands climbed up her soft waist little by little, and the heat in his palms spread all the way to her body.Chen Shiqian rubbed her into his arms fiercely, feeling her beating heart, his voice was almost trembling:

"Sangjiu, I like you."

I like it very much.

It is the kind of love that is willing to put the rest of my life in your hands.

Sang Jiu wrapped his arms around his neck, his eyes and heart were full of joy, and he smiled and whispered in his ear, "Chen Shiqian, I like you too."

There are no redundant words, but the simplest and most straightforward words include all the affection and heart for each other.

On this chilly morning, Sang Jiu finally got his wish.

And Chen Shiqian is not like that.

Those nightmares that tormented him every night, those unbearable voices, and those memories that he was afraid to face would fade away little by little until they disappeared.

The sun rises slowly, the first ray of sunlight in the morning falls in, and you can still see the dust in the air.

Sang Jiu patted him on the back and shouted in surprise: "Chen Shiqian, look, the sunrise!"

Okay,

Didn't miss that sunrise.

Never have I been so blessed to have her by my side.

Chen Shiqian leaned his chin on her shoulder and said softly:

"Sang Jiu, don't gamble next time."

Returning the bracelet again, she deliberately told herself about going to the imperial capital. Her temptation was so obvious that it was difficult for him to ignore it.

Sang Jiu looked out the window, kept twirling his fingers around his hair, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you afraid that I will lose?"

"No," Chen Shiqian shook his head, "I'm afraid I'll lose."

"Sang Jiu, I'm not always so brave."

.......

This sentence was overturned by Sang Jiu's practice again and again afterwards.

However, at this moment, when she lowered her head, the sun just fell on the top of his head, making him look so soft, like a golden retriever she raised before, soft and well-behaved.

In the next second, Sang Jiu's lips came close, leaving a kiss on his lips like a superficial touch.

"Then I'll be brave."