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

Saria couldn't say these words, she just whispered: "Your hand."

The Doctor gave him his hand.

"It's your right hand." Saria said again.

The doctor didn't understand, but still extended his right hand.

Saria grabbed his hand, gently touched his palm, and asked him sullenly: "Does it still hurt?"

The doctor then realized that he had indeed slammed the table at her with his right hand.

Not knowing what expression to use to reply, and thankfully it was all dark, the Doctor simply said, "Not bad."

"Next time when you are really angry, don't bang the table like that. It will hurt." Saria did not let go of his hand, but just said softly.

"I won't be angry with you again." The Doctor replied softly.

"Do you still hate the teacher?"

"I hate what you do."

"You hate me for cutting off ties with you, you hate me for ruining your relationship with Nian, do you really hate the teacher?"

Saria asked him softly, her voice trembling.

"It was your job to make things clear with me. Kal'tsit would have clarified it if you hadn't. My relationship with Nian is ours. Why should I hate you?"

Saria held his hand and lowered her head, "Then why are you angry at me?"

"Because you didn't listen to orders, and you were so stubborn, and you felt very wronged."

But Saria did feel aggrieved, but she still nodded and said, "I will tell you in advance what I will do in the future."

"That's good to know. Ok, then?" Su Qi pulled out his right hand that was held by Saria.

The conversation went very smoothly, everyone communicated very rationally, and fully exchanged opinions with each other. It seemed like it should end like this?

But Saria felt something was wrong, as if something more important had not been said.

"Wait a moment."

The man who had just stood up was stopped and was a little confused.

"What's wrong."

"Why didn't you call me today?"

"Because you don't need to. Didn't I make it very clear in front of you last night? The people I called were not in the cinema last night."

"But you said you wanted to cut ties with me..."

"Yes, we have a clean teacher-student relationship now. Otherwise, why do you think I would chat with you alone so late at night? It's because our relationship is very clean."

Saria looked at him, "What did you say?"

"I say, Teacher Saria, don't worry, I don't have that feeling towards you anymore."

Chapter 112: Master, My Master

The man's outline was unclear in the darkness. He sat there looking at Saria. He was much taller than Saria and was already a fully mature man.

Saria looked at him, not knowing what he was talking about, just looking at him quietly.

Su Qi, the teacher wants to ask you, what do you mean when you say you will never be interested in Saria again?

Is it because the teacher has become old and ugly? Or is it because the teacher treated you so badly that you have become disillusioned? Or do you feel that you have a family now and must remain emotionally loyal, so you are planning to break up with the teacher completely?

Vaifan has a long life span, and the teacher can still accompany you for a long time. The teacher is now at the perfect childbearing age, and is not inferior to your young girlfriends in all aspects.

The teacher has been very nice to you. Over the years, whenever possible, I would stay until you get off work. Protecting and maintaining your health is no longer my job, but a long-established habit ingrained in my body.

So, you want to be with your Rosina wholeheartedly, so you want to break up with me completely, but don't you have Angelina again? So this is not the reason why you left me.

So why is it? What can separate me from you, Su Qi? Teacher really can’t imagine it.

Saria stood quietly in front of him, looking at his profile whose boundary was blurred by the darkness. She couldn't think of anything that could separate Su Qi from herself.

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"Teacher, is there anything else you want to say? If not, I'll go upstairs to sleep." Su Qi was a little confused. Wasn't the chat going smoothly? It was so late, what was there to waste?

"Sleeping with your little girlfriend?" In the darkness, Saria lowered her eyes and her tone grew colder.

"What's wrong with me sleeping with my girlfriend? Besides, Rosina is already my wife."

"So what you said before about marrying our Master was all a lie?" Saria's voice was low and nasal.

"Those were all stupid things that caused you trouble when we were young. Besides, didn't you reject me back then, teacher?"

Su Qi didn't quite understand why Saria suddenly started to worry about this. Aren't those things in the past that have already been settled? What's the point in discussing them now?

"Su Qi." Saria shook her head and called his name softly.

"Sit down, you are too tall, it hurts when I raise my head."

The two sat back on the sofa. Su Qi had always been very patient with his master, and he knew Saria very well. He knew that the white-haired woman really wanted to talk to him about something.

"Hand." Saria stretched out her hand.

"Teacher, are you uneasy again? What could make you so upset in the middle of the night?" Su Qi shook his head. They put their hands on each other's palms to find peace. This was a secret and tacit understanding between them as master and disciple that was not known to outsiders.

Su Qi stretched out his hand with his palm facing down, and Saria also leaned over and gently placed her fingertips on his palm.

The hall on the first floor fell silent again, with only the shadow of the curtains casting lazy shadows on the pure wooden floor. The unfinished water in the cup was like a small mirror, reflecting the master and disciple who were sitting sideways on the sofa, looking at each other.

"Actually, I guessed what you were thinking from the beginning. You just wanted to take the opportunity to touch my hand, so you found a lame excuse to calm down." Saria suddenly spoke, revealing an almost forgotten fragment of her memory.

Without waiting for Su Qi to explain awkwardly, Saria continued, "Actually, I knew you had a crush on me at that time, but it was strange that I should have rejected you directly, but somehow I agreed to your ridiculous behavior. From then on, as long as I was in the control center, you would hold my hand several times under a pretext."

It turns out that the master knew everything. Su Qi felt a little emotional. When he was young, he was complacent and thought he had really found a good excuse. It turned out that it was just Saria's connivance.

"But even I find it strange when I think back on it. Why did I agree to your request? Why did I get angry every time you held my hand, but still agree to help you calm down the second time? Su Qi, do you find it strange?"

Saria tilted her head, her white hair falling on her chest, her beautiful orange pupils gently reflecting the night, sparkling when she blinked.

"I suddenly don't want to make excuses for myself at that time, Su Qi. I think that the teacher probably started to have feelings for you from that time."

Saria held the doctor's hand. Her hand was so slender and thin, but she was a girl after all, so it was just a small one in her hand.

Su Qi did not struggle to break free, but just looked at Saria silently, waiting for her next words.

"Su Qi, look, now it's my turn to use some tricks to hold your hand. Is this your punishment for me? Let all those who are loved experience the feeling of trying hard to love others."

Saria raised the hand they were holding, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth without her noticing it.

"Teacher, you don't have to love me, I already have someone who loves me."

"Don't say that. There is no third person between you and me." Saria shook her head. Her tone remained calm, but at the same time it also revealed an unquestionable tone.

Su Qi closed his mouth. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong with Saria's current state. It was a bit like Theresa's habit in the afternoon. He, Su Qi, was not an emotional fool. He knew that when the other party was talking, the best state was to remain silent.

"Su Qi, can I sit closer? The teacher wants to be closer to you."

Su Qi didn't reply and didn't make any move. Saria took it as his consent and quietly sat closer to him.

"In fact, I have been thinking a lot these past two days. I was thinking about what kind of responsibility I should bear for you as a teacher, and whether I have really fulfilled these responsibilities."

"Just now, I suddenly realized that there is one thing I haven't done well enough, or even too badly. I had thoughts about my students that I shouldn't have. I have fantasies about my apprentice. I dream about my apprentice every night, and in my dreams, I clearly don't act like a master."

Saria spoke softly about her inner thoughts, holding his hand and letting him peek into the soft heart beneath her diamond-hard exterior.

"But when did I have these thoughts? What pushed our relationship step by step to where we are today? Su Qi, do you know?"

Chapter 113: Bad Master

The man thought about it and shook his head. "I really don't know when you developed feelings for me. If you had told me clearly earlier like you did tonight, our relationship today would never be like this."

"Yes, if, all if." Saria shook her head. She has always been pragmatic and would not dwell too much on things that have passed and cannot be changed.

Saria grabbed the doctor's hand and gently placed it on her earlobe, where there was an earring that carried her body temperature.

Having her earlobe touched by a man again after so many years was still so sensitive. Saria shuddered, but still refused to let Su Qi go. She stared at the man in the dark and said slowly:

"Do you remember the time you brought me earrings?"

"How could I not remember? You beat me up badly afterwards." Su Qi smiled bitterly. That was truly one of the most fearless things he had done in all these years.

The level of stimulation is similar to calling Kal'tsit an old woman in person.

“即使再来一次，我依然会揍你一顿，不过，再揍完你之后，我会安排和你结婚。”

"Don't say that anymore." Su Qi wanted to leave.

"No." Saria grabbed his hand, "Let me finish telling you, okay? My love for you is a little long, please listen slowly."

Su Qi couldn't defeat her, mainly because he was not as strong as her, so he had to stay.

Saria returned to the state where the two of them were sitting close to each other just now, even closer than before.

"You, you had just won a battle at that time, and I don't know what went wrong. You rushed to me and said you brought me a gift. I asked you what the gift was." Saria came very close, and Su Qi could smell the faint distant yet warm scent from the woman.

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"What's the gift?" Saria looked at the spirited young man in front of her and gently put his white hair behind his ear.

"Dada, it's an earring. It's an antique treasure from Syracuse. I spent two months' salary to get it for you." The young man held a platinum emerald earring, which was very shiny, yet revealed a restrained and reserved look.

"Okay, I got it. I'll help you put it away." Saria thought it was just an ordinary gift and was going to accept it as usual.

"No, I want to help you carry it with my own hands." The young man didn't know what kind of madness he had lost.

"Nonsense." Saria scolded him. He was already a grown-up, a general in several armies, why was he still so childish?

But Su Qi didn't listen and begged for a long time.

How could he really resist his request? Even for the sake of the teacher's dignity and face, he could not stop his request several times. In the end, the white-haired Vaifan could only sit on the chair, shyly pushing his hair behind his ears, revealing his cute small ears.

It was such a private place. Since she was old enough to understand, no one except Saria herself had ever touched her ears. The boy's rough fingers were a little clumsy, so he could only move closer, and his breath hit the slender and proud white neck of his cold and arrogant master.

It was as if half of the strength in her body had been drained away. Perhaps to hide her shame and anger, or perhaps to teach Su Qi a lesson for his childish temper, Saria beat Su Qi up afterwards.

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"Now that I think about it, I would rather you touch your ears. There is really nothing we should hide from each other. I should have told you directly at that time." Saria said with a smile. Reminiscing about the past is always a sour thing.

"It's not far actually, and now is the best time." Saria moved so close that in the darkness, their faces were almost touching, and they could see each other's pupils.

Saria gently placed his hand on her cheek and said to him word by word: "Teacher knows I was wrong, teacher loves you."

Su Qi shook his head. The skin on Saria's face was so smooth and cold. This was the first time Su Qi touched Saria's face, but he was already past the age where he would blush when looking at her. Su Qi was more concerned about what was the motive behind Saria's behavior.

Su Qi didn't respond, and Saria was a little panicked. She had clearly explained her feelings for him, so why couldn't she feel that the distance between them was shortened even a little bit?

"Teacher, I understand now. I know that you have loved me for a long time, but what then?" Su Qi asked her.

"What then?"

"Then what do you want to do, teacher? I'll say what I just said. I already have a family and even two girlfriends. You and I have long since cleared our relationship as master and disciple, even if you tell me now that you've been in love with me for a long time."

Su Qi asked seriously.

"But then what? Knowing that you have always had feelings for me beyond master and disciple, then what, should I immediately return to the abnormal master-disciple relationship we had before?"

Su Qi shook his head, his tone gentle.

"There is no such thing, Teacher Saria. Teacher and student are just titles between two perfect people. This relationship no longer has any real meaning. I am going upstairs to accompany my wife. Teacher Saria, please let me go."

The kite is about to fly away and the kite string is gone.

Saria was totally bewildered.

She didn't know why it was like this. Wouldn't everything be over once she admitted defeat and expressed her feelings? Wouldn't she be able to immediately move on to the stage of ** master and bad disciple?

Why, why did you refuse after knowing my intention?

Oh, it turns out there is no rule that says Su Qi must love Saria.

It turned out that the kite string was handed over to her by Kite himself.

Saria would never let him go.

She took the man's hand and pressed him onto the sofa.

The man seemed to be accustomed to this kind of scene. He was too lazy to struggle. He just laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.