[Ultraman] Breeder

In the winter of the second year, Shen University had the opportunity to go to Cambridge for research and exchange, and it happened to bring his family with him.

After two years of marriage, although Sang Jiu hadn't paid much attention to the wedding, Chen Shiqian still didn't want her to have any regrets, so the couple discussed it and decided to have an unusual wedding.

No wedding dress, no master of ceremonies, and no parents.

This is a wedding that belongs to their elopement.

The first stop of the wedding was in England. Firstly, it was convenient for Chen Shiqian to work, and secondly, Sang Jiu also had selfish intentions. She wanted to go to the place where he lived and follow in his footsteps.

On the day the plane landed, it happened to be raining in England.

After taking the car to the hotel to put his luggage, Chen Shiqian rushed to the school without stopping. It was not until the New Year's Eve that he was busy with the exchange meeting.

When he returned to the hotel, he saw Sang Jiu sitting cross-legged on the carpet with his computer in his arms, typing on the keyboard.The dim light and shadow outside the window fell on her faintly, and Chen Shiqian's heart suddenly softened, and even the exhaustion of three days of constant rotation dissipated at this moment.

Sensing the movement behind her, she stopped what she was doing and turned her head in surprise, "Are you finished?"

Chen Shiqian didn't answer, he bent down to pick up the slippers she kicked off, went to squat down in front of her, then lifted her feet to help her put them on, with skillful and natural movements.

"Why are you stepping on the ground with bare feet?"

"There's carpet here, and there's heating."

Chen Shiqian couldn't argue with her nonsense, so he directly picked her up and threw her on the bed, pressed down on him, held her lips, and kissed her very tenderly.While they were in love with each other, Sang Jiu took the initiative to hook his neck, leaned forward, and raised his head to respond to him.

The old saying goes that if you don't see each other every day, it's like every three autumns.

The two kissed inseparably, and before the gun went off, Chen Shiqian let go of her, bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "Get up, I'll take you somewhere."

Britain is deeply affected by the maritime climate, especially in winter, it is mostly cloudy and rainy with strong winds.A few summers ago, Sang Jiu came here, but summer and winter were still different, no wonder Yu Qing kept shouting that he would go to southern Europe to bask in the sun.

Chen Shiqian stretched out his hand, gathered the scarf for her, took her hand and walked forward.

Small towns in Europe are actually not big, and you can basically visit all the scenic spots in two days. During the few days when Chen Shiqian was away, Sangjiu has basically visited all the places that should be visited.

Thanks to the Chinese population spread all over the world, passers-by on the road are not surprised to see their two Asian faces, and they leave after a quick glance.

Europeans don’t celebrate the Chinese New Year, and there is no Chinese New Year atmosphere when walking on the street. Only a few Chinese restaurants are still open.

Chen Shiqian led her across the Jian River to the other side, and stopped in front of a building.

"Don't you want to walk the road I have walked?" He pointed, "The road I took you just now is the road I must go to school every day."

Hearing this, Sangjiu turned around and looked over, as if he could see Chen Shiqian walking past calmly with a book, not in a hurry like other students, he was always calm and calm, and always alone.

Chen Shiqian introduced to her as he walked, "This area is basically a college, a library and a laboratory... Walking forward is the Xu Zhimo Poetry Stele." Halfway there, he took her to sit To the lawn, "On the other side of the river, you can still see Newton's apple trees..."

The wind blew through her hair, and Sang Jiu hugged her knees and pressed her chin. Looking from a distance, all the students sitting were sitting there.Maybe the place where she is sitting now, Chen Shiqian also sat in the past.

She turned her head and squinted her eyes slightly, "Professor Chen, is it true that no one has ever chased you because you are so good?"

Sang Jiu asked him this question when he was in the Sang residence, and he didn't answer it at that time, but now the answer is obvious.

He pushed his hands back, looked at her, and said frankly, "Yes, you are."

Sang Jiu raised his eyebrows, "Is there anyone else besides me?"

"Of course." He paused deliberately, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "There are many——"

Sang Jiu was so angry that he hit him, "Chen Shiqian!"

Chen Shiqian laughed loudly, and grabbed her, and they both fell on the lawn.

There are thick clouds above the head, the sunlight squeezes out a little bit from the cracks, and there are a few cruise ships floating on the Jianhe River in the distance, and Sang Jiu's hand is held in the pocket of his clothes.

Chen Shiqian looked at the sky and called her.

Sang Jiu: "What's wrong?"

Chen Shiqian: "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

"Oh."

Sang Jiu got up, knelt down on the lawn, grabbed his hand and called out, "Professor Chen?"

"Ok?"

"Chen Shiqian?"

"I'm here."

"husband."

"..."

Sang Jiu obviously felt the hand tighten, and lowered her head to lie next to his ear, her soft lips brushed against the skin on the side of his neck, "I love you."

A few drops of snow suddenly drifted from the sky and fell on his face, which was icy cold.

She reached out to catch it in surprise: "It's snowing!"

Chen Shiqian pulled her over, held her head, and kissed her without saying a word.

"I love you too."

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and there were very few people on the lawn.

When I was leaving, I happened to meet a photographer taking pictures. Seeing that they insisted on taking pictures, I promised again and again that I would never charge money.

So the two took a picture under the instigation of the photographer.

In front of the old college building in the photo, Sang Jiu was wrapped in a white cashmere coat, with long hair and a light smile, while Chen Shiqian beside her was wearing a black coat that matched her, looking at her slightly from the side, with handsome and distant eyes There was a faint smile in their faces, and there were a few drops of snow on their hair.

Because it was taken temporarily, the photos could not be washed out for a while. The photographer and Sang Jiu asked for an email address, and agreed to send the photos after sorting them out.

When saying goodbye, the other party learned that they were Chinese and blessed them in broken Chinese.

At zero o'clock in Beijing time, they received New Year's greetings from a stranger in a foreign country.

On the last day in Cambridge, Sang Jiu went to London to visit Yu Qing.

At that time, she had just returned from a vacation in Tenerife, and when she received a call from Sang Jiu, she asked for leave with the leader without saying a word.

The two made an appointment to meet in a cafe. Chen Shiqian didn't bother their girlfriends to reminisce about the old days. After sending her to the destination, he used the excuse of visiting a professor whom he respected very much in college.

Yu Qing took a sip of her coffee, clicked her tongue in admiration, "Miss Sang, that's fine, the Yufu is very skilled."

Sang Jiu was not modest at all, "It's okay."

Yu Qing "cut" and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"when's the flight?"

"eight pm."

"Okay, let's talk then."

At first, I thought that since I hadn't seen each other for two years, I should have a lot to say, but after we met, I realized that there were only a few words, and most of the time I was silent.

But good friends don't feel embarrassed even if they don't talk.

"What about you, plan to stay in England for the rest of your life and not go back?"

In his heart, Sang Jiu hoped that she could go back, after all, that was her home.

Yu Qing smiled wryly, "Sang Jiu, I actually envy you sometimes."

"Let's talk about you. You are beautiful, you are born well, and your own conditions are also very good. From childhood to adulthood, you seem to be able to easily get things that others have worked hard to get, because from the very beginning You are standing in Rome."

Sang Jiu listened quietly without speaking.

"Although I envy you, I never feel that I am worse than you. Even though you stood in Rome early, it's a pity that you didn't see the scenery along the road to Rome. You have to envy me for this."

Sanjiu smiled.

That's right, this is the Yu Qing she knew.

Tougher than weeds, tougher than wild wolves.

Seeing that she is well, there is no need for her to mention Jiang Tianyi's matter to her again.

"Don't worry, my mother is doing well in England. You don't need to worry about it all day, Miss Sang, and I will have to reduce my life when the time comes."

Sang Jiu: "I don't have such kung fu!"

Yu Qing: "That's the best."

At the end, the two picked up the cups on the table, touched each other, and smiled at each other.

"Happy New Year."

Yu Qing put down the cup, raised her chin, and signaled her, "If you don't leave, your Professor Chen will rush in and beat me up."

Sang Jiu turned his head and saw Chen Shiqian across the glass window.

"Let's go." Yu Qing urged her.

There is always a banquet in the world, as long as you are still alive, there will always be a chance to meet again.

No matter how sensational it is, it will only increase the sadness of saying goodbye.

Sang Jiu didn't stay any longer, took his bag and left.

"Mulberry wine."

When she reached the door, Yu Qing called her to stop.

"I'll come back when I've had enough of the bad weather in England, and then you'll have to welcome me with a big gift."

"Okay." Sang Jiu replied with a smile, "The day you come back, I will greet you in a luxury car, the kind that pulls banners at the airport."

"A word is settled!"

After leaving the UK, they made a tour of southern Europe.I ate the world's first egg tart in Lisbon, went to the westernmost point of the mainland, saw the Atlantic Ocean at close range, felt the charm of flamenco in Spain, and finally went to Ronda, the most suitable town for elopement described by Hemingway.

On the day we arrived in Ronda, the weather was clear and the sun was warm. In January, Andalusia could not even feel the cold of winter.

Sang Jiu was frightened by the rainy weather in England, and when he saw the sun, his whole body lit up.

She walked in front, and Chen Shiqian followed unhurriedly, neither stepping forward to disturb her interest nor letting her out of his sight.

Sangjiu had a great time shopping, so she stopped at a small roadside shop to pick something up if she had nothing to do.

She took a clay doll and turned her head to show Chen Shiqian, only to realize that no one was there. She immediately put down the thing and looked around, and finally her eyes stopped on the aisle across the road.

Across the road, Chen Shiqian put his hands in his pockets and looked at her with a warm smile.

The traffic kept speeding past in front of them, and they looked at each other quietly, as if time had been frozen.

The green light is on.

In the next second, Sang Jiu saw the person on the opposite side moving, one step, two steps, three steps...

Until he walked up to her and took her hand.

"Mrs. Chen, hold tight."

Sang Jiu smiled, "It's Mr. Chen who wants to hold me tight."

"it is good."

......

This year's Lantern Festival, the two elders of the Meng family asked the whole family to have a meal together. Even Meng Huaqing, who stayed in Puning Temple all year round, was called down.

After going abroad during the Chinese New Year, Sang Jiu obviously felt that his physical strength could not keep up. Recently, he often dozed off while sitting.

Meng Huaqing asked her to go to the hospital for a check-up after the next year, so as not to fall into the root cause of the disease at a young age.

She answered vaguely.

In the evening, after dinner, the old man was watching TV in the living room accompanied by Meng Huaqing and his wife, Meng Xingjian was playing games with Song Yunsheng in the bedroom, and Sang Jiu was lazily nestling on the hanging chair in the yard.

Seeing that she hadn't eaten much for dinner, Chen Shiqian deliberately brought out a glass of milk, fearing that she would catch a cold and returned a blanket in his hand.

Sang took a sip of the wine and returned it to him.

He frowned, put the cup aside, bent over and covered her with a blanket, "Do you want to go to the hospital for an examination? I think you haven't had any appetite recently."

Sang Jiu shook slightly, and the hanging chair also shook, "Professor Chen, I have good news for you."

Chen Shiqian stretched out his hand to hold it steady, and controlled it so that it wouldn't move. His heart was pounding and his voice trembled almost invisible, "What good news?"

Sang Jiu looked at him, a smile slowly appeared on that palm-sized face, and he tilted his head slightly, "Congratulations, Professor Chen, you are going to be a father."