The Doctor is getting married, but the bride is not me

Ifrit tugged at Su Qi's sleeve: "I want to go shopping in Longmen City later."

Su Qi turned his head: "What does it have to do with me?"

Ifrit glared at the man who was playing dumb and said patiently, "You said you would accompany me today."

"It's just a joke." Su Qi agreed reluctantly. "Today's meal is on you."

"You are trying to make money from a child." Ifrit's eyes widened.

"You're a child again now. You're quite flexible in distinguishing between an adult and a child." Su Qi also glared.

Lan Du, who was speaking on the stage, had been secretly watching what was happening below the stage. Seeing Su Qi chatting with Ifrit one moment and flirting with Surtur the next, she felt a little anxious and wished the meeting would end quickly so that she could join in.

I just confessed to Su Qi backstage, but in the end all he said was "wait and see".

Not ending up in a quarrel was already the best outcome. At least Su Qi did not explicitly reject her. Lan Du had already made up her mind that since she could make Su Qi fall in love with her once, there would naturally be a second time, a third time, and countless times.

Blue Poison decided to go with the doctor later. So what if Surtel was by his side? Blue Poison was very confident in himself.

The meeting ended in an atmosphere where the audience dared not speak and the speaker was too lazy to pay attention. Su Qi looked at his watch. There was still a world before he went to Chen's place, so he could indeed accompany Ifrit for a walk in the city.

"So how do we get there? Should we walk?" Su Qi stood in front of Ifrit, "Longmen city doesn't seem to be close to here."

"You ask me?" Ifrit blinked. That's not right.

"You are the initiator, why don't you ask?"

"Where's your car? It's a doctor's car, it can go anywhere."

"Your doctor is not in Rhodes Island now. I am an unemployed vagrant." Su Qi took Surtel's hand and took it as a matter of course to be a gigolo.

"You..." Ifrit was so angry that she was about to die. This man was clearly making fun of her!

Ifrit told herself to stay calm. She was a mature adult in front of him and it was easy for adults to solve travel problems. Ifrit took out her cell phone and wondered who should she call?

Call White Owl? White Owl drives too scary, and will definitely pester the Doctor to go to the street with him.

Call Magellan? McDonald hasn't come to Longmen yet, so he's useless.

Just as Ifrit was feeling distressed, Lan Du drove over. The pink-haired beauty waved and motioned for them to get in the car.

"I have to go downtown as well. I'll give you a ride."

Su Qi rubbed Ifrit's head, got in the car, and said earnestly: "Our adults need to get a driver's license as soon as possible."

Ifrit sat in the back seat in a daze. She looked at Lan Du's face, her figure, and her skillful driving skills.

She suddenly felt that there was some truth in Saria urging her to take the driver's license test.

"Doctor, I also want to participate in your activities." Shen Dian, who was sitting in the front seat, poked his head out and said to the man in the back seat of the car.

"An activity is not an action, you can come whenever you want, but you can't spend too much money, otherwise my Eve's coffers will be emptied."

Su Qi said seriously, and turned his head and said, "Ifrit, remember to fill up your Blue Poison sister's gas later. It's not expensive. The gas price is not bad recently."

Lan Du also nodded: "Thank you Ifrit, you have really grown up."

Surtel looked at Lan Du with a smile and pinched Su Qi.

Ifrit didn't say anything, she just thought these people were really noisy.

It was also raining in the downtown area of ​​Longmen, but the shops along the street were very busy and the streets were crowded. The rain did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm. After all, it was a rare Longmen meeting. For an event of this level, Longmen would be tax-free for three days, and the shops were doing their best to organize various promotional activities.

"You get out of the car first, I'll find a parking space." Blue Poison did not use the special reception authority of the Rhodes Island operators. After all, it was the doctor who came out to play, so the more low-key the better.

When they got to a crowded place, Ifrit became quiet instead. She stretched out her hand as usual and let Su Qi hold her hand, still like a child.

Su Qi didn't tease Ifrit this time. He looked at the crowded shopping mall in front of him and felt a little worried. He always liked quietness and didn't like to deal with crowded places.

"So what should we play?" Su Qi asked Ifrit.

"Play..." Ifrit counted her fingers, trying hard not to name the activities of the other children.

"How about playing a script-killing game? You've been very active recently?" At critical moments, you have to watch real girls. Shen Dian swiped his phone and immediately found a fun thing.

"The latest escape room werewolf script will satisfy your desire for adventure and spark love with the person you like during the activity!" Shen Dian read the promotional words, "It's not far, do you want to go and have a try?"

When Ifrit heard the spark of love, her eyes lit up. This is the kind of game that adults should play!

Chronicle Eternal Kelsey if line 1

"I am an old acquaintance of wind and rain. Wind and rain have aged me, and I have aged them."

The male protagonist leisurely starts the story with this sentence. He likes to use this kind of anthropomorphic description. It seems that in his eyes, the romance, romance, and snow are all old friends.

"I am a pure human. I am the last living individual of my species."

This biography uses a flashback technique, starting with the day when this pure-blooded human went to Ursus to see the snow at the age of 92. He traveled all the way from Rhodes Island to the northernmost border between Ursus and Sami just to see the snow, but his adjutant (Amiya) refused to believe it.

"I lived in the general's wooden house. The general was old, but still looked handsome and tall. I was 50 or 60 years younger than the general, but when we stood together, we looked like brothers of the same age."

"An enviable racial talent."

When it was snowing in the early morning, the general woke him up from his sleep, and the two of them drank tea by the window on the second floor of the wooden house. The old Liberian people's feather tea had a light and thin flavor, and the aroma floated high up, like a sky with falling snow.

"Open the window, I want to blow in the wind." He took a sip of tea, letting the warm tea linger on his tongue for a while, and said slowly.

Hellagur's golden eyes stared at the man, their cloudy eyes were sharp but had not aged. The old general looked at the cloak on the man's knees. The man's health had deteriorated since he was sixty years old. Perhaps he had overdrawn his body when he was young. The people of Rhodes Island did not dare to let him catch a cold. This kind of cold wind when it was snowing was absolutely not allowed to blow.

The general rejected the doctor with silence.

"Grandpa, let me get some fresh air." The man's tone was pleading, like the coquettish tone of a younger generation.

Herag's old and slow brain paused for a moment. He couldn't understand how this guy who had surpassed Terra for more than sixty years could be so tactful and act like a child with him.

But Hellagur finally opened the window. Before that, the old general took a blanket from the room and draped it forcefully over the man's thin shoulders.

The man let the cold wind blow into his clothes and looked out the window at the snowflakes falling all over the sky. The entire mountain forest was quiet, the leaves and the yellow grass were sleeping under the snow. There was no sound between heaven and earth, except for the faint sounds of birds from the horizon. of tweets.

After the wind had been blowing for less than ten minutes, the old general closed the window and refused to let the man open it again no matter what.

"I don't want to see you walking in front of me." The old man muttered. He was a stingy and lonely old man.

The man was silent, listening to the old general nagging, "It's snowing all day this winter, and I can't even hunt some game." "Last week, the base station was crushed by the snow, and he didn't receive any news from Rhodes Island. Su Qi came so suddenly, and he was not prepared. "I was thinking of making a small fur coat and sending it to you this year."

The man listened to the old man's chatter. When he gets older, he will talk a lot when he meets people. He wants to talk a little about everything. It's just that he is afraid that every meeting will be the last one, and if he doesn't talk more, he won't be able to talk next time.

The man did not feel sad. He touched the snow-white hair on his temples and thought that he also had white hair now.

Helag talked for a long time, and only stopped talking when the tea had cooled and the snow had stopped, and when the man in front of him fell asleep due to exhaustion. He reached out and tucked the blanket in front of the man so that the man could sleep more peacefully.

"You're a brat who's going to make people worry about you all your life." Herag muttered again, with his sleeves rolled up, looking like a typical Ursus farmer.

After a long time, heavy snow fell again. This is the northernmost border of Ursus, and the heavy snow will last for a very long time.

Rhodes Island picked up the man the next day, and the man was very glad that no Rhodes Island operator died before him.

"I like my pure-blooded human identity. It saves me from the pain of separation, which is undoubtedly a good thing. If I live a very long life and watch them leave me one by one, it would be too painful."

This is the first chapter of Su Qi's biography. It describes Dr. Rhodes Island's last trip away from the island. In the following three months, he completed the last part of his life.

"As for me, I have lived a life without illness or pain, without sorrow or injury, and without any great surprises. Everything has come naturally and I have spent my days in a fulfilling daily routine."

The man was indeed very satisfied. When he died, he was holding Amiya's hand, just like when he woke up from the sarcophagus holding Amiya's hand.

The entire biography is written in plain and peaceful language, revealing the protagonist's peace and joy. His life was indeed as smooth as he said. During the more than sixty years that he ruled Rhodes Island, everything was stable and orderly, and the entire Terra maintained a good momentum of positive and mutual competition.

If Su Qi's life curve is drawn, his life before he was twenty-six years old was a line of ups and downs with great fluctuations, and he even came close to the bottom of the sea several times. After he was twenty-six years old, his life became stable. A straight line rising without any ripples or jitters.

When you open this biography of a Rhode Island doctor, you will find that the entire book only records his various travels in the sixty years of his peaceful life after he was twenty-six years old, but he did not mention a word about the story before he was twenty-six, those seven years of great and magnificent epic.

Some people commented that this was a kind of humility, because he did not need to talk about his existence any more, others commented that this was a kind of arrogance, because his life before the age of 26 was written in everyone's history textbook.

Kal'tsit closed the biography and walked out of the quiet cemetery. This was the one thousand and sixty-first time she had finished reading this book. Today was the 428th year, nine months and twenty-seventh day since Dr. Su Qi's death, and also the anniversary of his death one year ago.

At this point, all of Rhodes Island's first-generation direct operators died of natural causes.

Kal'tsit rubbed her nose and sighed after a long time.

The face that had not changed for a hundred years showed a hint of deep fatigue, but soon, the coldness and monotony of the years covered her face again.

She walked for a long, long time, following the timeline, passing through one cemetery after another, from Nian to Yela, from the Snake Slaughter Box to Ifrit, and finally came to his tomb.

Su Qi was the first one to leave among them.

So let's start with him.

Kal'tsit reached out and placed her hand on the small tombstone, closed her eyes, and everything around her began to rewind and repeat itself around her.

The grass around the tombstone grew and died, the number of people mourning in front of the tombstone increased one by one, the small tombs around Su Qi disappeared one by one, and people carried Su Qi's coffin out of the tomb in a comical way. The war broke out again around the cemetery, and a heavy sarcophagus appeared in front of Kal'tsit. Amiya took a man's hand and put him into the sarcophagus.

Just here.

Kal'tsit opened her eyes and saw Amiya talking to the person in the sarcophagus.

"3, 2, 1." Kal'tsit counted in her mind, waiting for the ignorant face of the boy to appear in front of her like it had done thousands of times before.

But this time Kal'tsit counted to 5. Kal'tsit frowned and was about to go to the sarcophagus to check when she finally saw the boy sitting up from the sarcophagus.

The young man looked at Kal'tsit sadly. The huge sadness was like the clear lake water under the moon, surging over him little by little, leaving Kal'tsit with nowhere to escape.

"Kal'tsit, how long do you want to trap yourself? Do you want me to be trapped in this world forever in your dreams?"

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ps: I have been holding back on writing Kal'tsit's if for a long time and it is really difficult to write.

Sorry for the long wait, everyone.

Chronicle Eternal Kelsey if Line 2

Time went back and the clouds dissipated. The boy who should have been ignorant sat up from the sarcophagus. He looked at Kal'tsit with clear compassion in his eyes.

He asked Kal'tsit if she wanted him to be doomed to eternal damnation even in his dreams?

The woman with snow-white hair had a calm look. In the dream, whose dream could she be in? Something must have gone wrong when time was rewound, which hurt the man's brain and made him say such crazy words.

Because of the incredible words of the man in the sarcophagus, everyone's eyes were focused on Kal'tsit at this moment. In front of everyone, Kal'tsit stretched out her hand again and gently turned the timeline.

People's eyes shifted away from Kal'tsit, and their expressions of surprise and suspicion slowly withdrew. The man who sat up from the sarcophagus lay back down in the coffin, and Amiya withdrew her hand from the sarcophagus.

Occasionally, there will be disturbances in the timeline, but it doesn't matter. If there is an error, just rewind it. Kal'tsit is very familiar with her abilities. In these 378 times of rewinding time, she has encountered many such small deviations caused by disturbances in the timeline.

Rewinding time slightly, ashes floated out of the fire, the clouds had not yet dissipated, Amiya's expression became lively again, the rabbit girl reached her hand into the sarcophagus, and the boy sat up from the sarcophagus with a pale and confused expression.

Kal'tsit stood behind the crowd, looking at the boy who seemed at a loss about what was happening before his eyes. She lowered her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled up, perhaps even without any arc.

It’s great to be able to enjoy the 92 years with him and relive the 520 years with his traces.

Kal'tsit's fingertips stopped trembling.

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In a simple but not very clean room, Su Qi woke up on a wooden chair.

In front of him were dozens of bulky old-fashioned computer screens stacked together. Su Qi unplugged the electronic cable above his head and silently looked at one of the blurry displays.

The screen showed the scene of himself just waking up in Chernobyl. Even though the men and women in the picture were in a sea of ​​fire, one could still see the determined expressions on each of their faces from the blurry picture quality.

Su Qi had seen the scene in front of him more than a dozen times. He looked at the story starting over again on the screen with distress, and looked at the white-haired lynx who always stood behind the crowd in the screen and was taciturn without saying a word.

No matter in which world or which reality, Kal'tsit can make Su Qi feel a real sense of frustration. Thinking of the cold and taciturn face of Kal'tsit in his own world, Su Qi rubbed his temples with a headache.

A pair of arms as smooth as jade wrapped around his neck from behind, and her sweet breath fanned behind his ears. The woman's figure was at the beauty of her youth, with an alluring heat.

"Failed again?" The woman leaned close to him, placed her hands on his chest, and gently rested her head on his shoulder.

"Kal'tsit is a disobedient girl. She won't respond no matter what you say. It's really hard to communicate with her." Su Qi's voice was hoarse, revealing a hint of anger and disappointment, not knowing whether it was because of what happened in the dream just now, or because he was angry at the Kal'tsit in reality.

The woman leaned against his back, and Su Qi reached back to hold her back, preventing her from slipping and falling.

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Su Qi sighed, put his arms behind his back, hugged the woman to his chest, and looked at the charming person in front of him helplessly.

This girl was obviously spoiled by him. She didn't feel ashamed but proud to hear his instructions and reproaches. She raised her delicate body as if boneless, put her arms around the man's neck, smiled and moved her eyebrows, kissing the man's face all the way, and finally the two kissed.

"You are still a nun. It's really against ethics and shame on God." Su Qi shook his head and carried the woman out of the dark room. Outside the door was a cluster of tall buildings. It was dusk at the moment, and the crimson light shone on the fair skin of the woman in his arms, like a beautiful veil.

Su Qi was just about to carry the woman back to the room when the devil in his arms started to act up again in the corridor.

She bit her lip, and her red lips formed a fatal curve. She spoke with a taste of desire and passion: "Put me on the railing, please."

Su Qi looked into her eyes, and his already depressed mood needed some relaxation. The two of them sweated profusely in the dusk, using the autumn sky as their blanket.

When the sweaty woman no longer had the strength to lie on the railing, Su Qi held her in his arms again, and both of them had irregular breathing.