[Ultraman] Breeder

All the pictures around him seemed to freeze at this moment, and Sang Jiu's eyes were clear and bright, as bright and warm as the warm sun in winter.

Chen Shiqian looked at her, feeling sore and swollen in his heart, blood gushing from his whole body to his limbs, he pulled her into his arms, clamped her waist tightly, exhausted all his strength as if to rub her Into the bone and blood, it seems that only in this way can I restrain the trembling of my whole body.

He closed his eyes and couldn't help thinking how lucky he was to meet her after reading Qianfan.

Sang Jiu was hugged by him, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.

In the next second, Chen Shiqian took her by the hand and passed through the crowd, walking all the way out, even when Zhang Chenglan shouted at him from behind, he didn't stop.

There was sporadic snowfall outside the bar, neon lights flickered on the street, bright lights, beams of different colors intertwined, and the dark night sky was lit up, dispelling the severe winter cold.

As soon as the car door was closed, Chen Shiqian came over, leaned over and clasped her head, his cold lips fell on her forehead, from the eyes to the tip of the nose bit by bit, with gentle movements, and finally slowly covered her lips.The lips were surrounded by warmth, and then, he lightly pried open her teeth, and his wet tongue nimbly stretched into her mouth, with strong aggression, wantonly plundering every inch of beauty.

The hand on the back of the waist slowly moved up along the spine, as if with magical power, Sang Jiu couldn't help trembling, and the hand on the car door slowly slipped down.The whole person was trapped in the driver's seat by him, rubbing each other's clothes, and the temperature in the narrow and cramped space kept rising and became extremely warm.

Sang Jiu raised her eyes to look at him, her breath stagnated.

Chen Shiqian's body was burning hot, his eyes were half-downcast, under the thick eyelashes there was an undercurrent, and the hot desire fell on her body without any concealment, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself, fine beads of sweat appeared on his face.

"Sangsang." He let go of her, his voice hoarse, dry and astringent.

He opened the car window a crack, and the cold wind rushed in unexpectedly, and the temperature in the car suddenly dropped.

Chen Shiqian leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed, and it took him a long time to hear him say:

"When I was 13 years old, my father took our family to the beach for vacation, and Rong Jia was there. At that time, he had just learned how to swim, and he wanted to go to the beach. My mother couldn't help it, so she took us together. The wind was very strong that day, and the waves rushed. When we came over, Rong Jia and I were sucked into the sea together. The situation was very critical. My mother immediately jumped into the sea and held my hand, telling me to go back to the shore to find someone.

He took a deep breath and curled his fingers tightly, "But in just a few minutes, I never saw them again."

Sang Jiu held his hand, trying to make him relax, "Is that the scar at the corner of your eye from that time?"

There was a suitable heat from his palm, and his body was no longer tense. He nodded and continued, "People in the Chen family saw that I was the only one who was alive and well, and they all agreed that it was I who encouraged Rong Jia to go to the seaside that caused him to drown. After experiencing the pain of bereavement, I wanted to kill me on the spot. I insisted that my mother was deliberately delaying the time to save Rong Jia. But my father sent me out of the country in a hurry to calm down the incident, and told me in front of everyone that there was no him. orders never to return."

Such a solution would almost confirm his guilt.

But this would be too unfair to him.

"Why don't you explain?"

Chen Shiqian opened his eyes, and smiled as if mocking himself, "There's nothing to explain, since they've already confirmed it, no amount of explanation will be necessary."

"No," Sang Jiu retorted, looking straight at him as if to see through him, "Chen Shiqian, from the very beginning you identified yourself as the culprit of this accident. Do you think that if your mother hadn't rescued him first? You, Rong Jia, won't die, and maybe your mother won't die either. Therefore, facing the sneering words of the Chen family for so many years, you didn't explain or resist because you never intended to let yourself go from the beginning to the end. "

Sang Jiu pierced the disguise for many years, and Chen Shiqian's face turned pale. The barriers he had built for 15 years collapsed in an instant, and he was completely defeated.

"The first reaction of every mother in times of crisis is always to protect her children. This is neither your fault nor your mother's fault, because this is her instinct, as a mother's instinct." Sang Jiu stretched out her hand She embraced his shoulders, and said in a gentle tone, "Don't underestimate your mother's love for you, and don't deny this love or yourself because of other people's gossip."

Her voice was very soft, but with the power to penetrate people's hearts, "Chen Shiqian, try to let yourself go."

let go?

When he dreamed back at midnight, the faces of Rong Jia and his mother kept intertwining in front of his eyes, torturing him night after night.

It is easier said than done for him to let go of himself.

but,

Sang Jiu's voice echoed in his ears over and over again, and it didn't fade away.

He wanted to try it,

Try to let go of the past while letting go of yourself.

So, as if he had finally let go of the burden on him, he responded softly: "Okay."

Many years later, when Chen Shiqian recalled this cold winter night, tears still filled his eyes. In his short life, someone once held his hand and led him step by step from darkness to light.

"So you told me not to come into your life before, and you never dared to admit that you like me, because of this?" Sang Jiu raised his head and asked him.

He nodded, "Sangsang, in front of you, I will always be timid and inferior. That's why I said that to you when I saw you in the corridor that night, but now that I think about it, at that time I It’s really not frank enough, and I miscalculated you.”

Sang Jiu raised his eyebrows, "It's not too late."

"However," she stared at him without moving, "Professor Chen, you are too unconfident in yourself."

Chen Shiqian: "?"

"With your face and kissing skills, I am willing to be scum."

Chen Shiqian: "..."

Sang Jiu was in Shanghai on the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year, and Chen Shiqian came back on a flight late because of something else.

In previous years at this time, Meng Xing must have been playing games at home, but this year he took the initiative to take the driver's job, and he personally came to the airport to pick her up and help her with her luggage, so he almost wrote gossip on his face.

The car drove up the elevated highway, and Meng Xingjian turned around to test: "Sister, are you really together with Professor Chen?"

"Don't you call brother-in-law already!" Sang Jiu glanced at him coldly, as if looking at the mentally handicapped.

"Hey, why don't I make sure," he said again, "Then when are you going to take it home?"

"what?"

Meng Xing took it for granted, "Of course I met the parents!"

"Sister, you haven't thought about this, have you?!" The car slammed to the brakes, and Sang Jiu's head almost hit the windshield.

"You might as well think about whether you will return home with your life!"

If eyes could kill, then Meng Xingjian should only have a hole left.

He couldn't help but swallowed, and restarted the car abruptly, not daring to say a word for the rest of the journey.Otherwise, he might not die on the road, but he would definitely die in the hands of his sister.

The car finally got on the road smoothly, Sang Jiu closed his eyes and took a nap, thinking back to what Meng Xing had said made sense.

Maybe you can take Chen Shiqian home.

......

Dinner was eaten at Meng's house. Ms. Lin was in charge of the cooking, and Secretary Meng was on the sidelines.

By the time they arrived, the last course had just been served.Meng Xingjian was swinging the key ring while reaching out to steal a spare rib but was slapped by Ms. Lin, "Wash your hands!" Then he turned to Sang Jiu and said, "Sang Sang must be very hungry after taking the plane all the way, go and wash your hands." Aunt also made your favorite coconut chicken."

The two staged a mother-daughter drama in front of him, making him look like a villain who broke them up, so he looked aggrieved, "Who is your son!"

In the next second, Ms. Lin rolled her eyes, "Why are you still standing there!"

Seeing this, Meng Xing hesitated immediately, not daring to complain.

During the dinner, Ms. Lin brought up the matter of Jiang Tianyi, and she felt a little regretful, "I liked the child Fu Yin when I saw him at the wedding. He looks handsome and treats people politely. Why can't Ayi think about it and insist on a divorce. You Look, where will I find such a good girl in the future!"

Meng Hengqing comforted her, "Everyone in this world has their own destiny, maybe it's a good thing for them to separate, and you are also missed."

"I have a lot on my mind. I just met Mrs. Jiang a few days ago, Ouyou. I saw her. There are several white hairs sprouting out of her. She used to be such a noble person..."

Since ancient times, it is better to demolish a temple than destroy a marriage. The elders can't help but feel sorry for divorce, let alone a pair of lovers who are matched by heaven and earth in the eyes of the world.

It's just that the focus on the dinner table suddenly changed, and Ms. Lin urged: "Sangsang will be 27 after the new year, and some things have to be put on the agenda. If your mother is not around, my aunt can still help you as a consultant."

Seeing that his mouth was full of rice, Meng Xing said vaguely, "How do you know that my sister is not on the agenda!"

Someone under the table kicked him hard, and as soon as he lowered his head, he heard:

"Aunt, don't worry, if I find it, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Ms. Lin kept happily saying yes.

Meng Xingjian, who was rubbing his feet with pain on his face, groaned twice, and sneered strangely beside him with his mouth crooked.

Sangjiu threw him a look to experience it for himself.

While cleaning up the dishes, Ms. Lin specially reminded her, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the road may be blocked, so you can go directly to your grandfather's place. Your uncle will drive us there, and it will save you from running too much here." one trip."

Sang Jiu nodded in agreement.

"Oh, that's right," Ms. Lin suddenly raised her head, "I heard from Xingjian that Song Yunsheng has a cousin who seems to be teaching at Shen University. He also happens to be your tenant, so you can bring him along tomorrow. .”

"What?" Sang Jiu was startled.

Ms. Lin explained: "I think it's pitiful for Xiao Song to spend the Spring Festival alone in Shanghai. Originally, I planned to ask him to come over for dinner today, but it happened that his cousin also came back from the imperial capital today. So, I just Thinking about it, let them go to the countryside with us to celebrate the New Year tomorrow, anyway, there are many people and it is lively."

Okay, now I can't hide it anymore.

Seeing her aunt's earnest eyes, Sang Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, so she agreed with tears in her eyes: "Okay."

On the way back, Sang Jiu thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out how to tell Chen Shiqian about it, so he simply called him directly.

"Have you boarded the plane yet?"

The sound of the radio broadcast came from the background sound.

"Well, there's still half an hour."

Sitting in the car, she tapped the steering wheel with pale fingers and said word by word: "Chen Shiqian, you may have to meet your parents."