Interstellar Marriage: Professor Han’s Sassy Wife Fucked Again

Han Hongxu stood quietly in the garden, watching helplessly as the guards dug up the whole plant of his hard work.

The researcher carried the box containing the ghost orchid and left quickly under the gaze of Han Hongxu's red eyes. He was afraid that if he was a second too late, he would rush up, snatch the box away, and plant the flowers back into the soil.

Zena also wanted to say some comforting words, but he was not good at ideological work, and he couldn't find any suitable words after searching his mind, so he finally sighed and left.

A newlywed couple is going through life and death like this. How can a few words be enough to persuade them to come over? We can only rely on time to slowly forget it.

I'm just pitiful about Yu Rong. Even if humans regain the second planet one day, the child's bones may not be found. He is only 24 years old, too young...

The only thing in this mansion that was tied to Yu Rong was gone. Han Hongxu felt that his heart had also been poached. After Brown and his party left, he ignored the obstruction of his family, grabbed the car keys and drove back to him. A small home purchased together with Yu Rong.

The vase on the coffee table in the living room is empty.

Ordering flowers every week was a habit he retained from when he was treating Yu Rong. The warm atmosphere and faint floral fragrance could help Yu Rong stabilize his mood. Living in such an environment for a long time would help Yu Rong recover.

Later, Yu Rong's anxiety disorder was cured, but this habit remained. Every week, a different bouquet would be placed in the vase, but... after Yu Rong went to the second planet, the bouquets had no use, and the vase naturally It's empty.

Not only the vases are empty, but also the dining table.

Looking at the dining table, Han Hongxu recalled the last meal Yu Rong had at home, which was quick-frozen dumplings cooked by himself. In fact, he had already learned how to make dumplings, but he had not yet learned how to mix the fillings, so he still could not let her eat the ones made by himself. dumpling……

After standing at the door of Yu Rong's room for a long time, Han Hongxu finally had the courage to open the door.

He had almost never set foot in Yu Rong's room, except for that time when they had a fight and he was so anxious that he rushed in.

At that time, he focused on Yu Rong's emotions and thoughts. He didn't take a second look at the room furnishings. Before he came in, he also thought that since Yu Rong was from the Guard Academy, the room would probably look as clean and tidy as the Guard dormitory. In fact, it was empty without any necessary furnishings.

Surprisingly, Yu Rong's room is very lifelike.

The powder blue wallpaper left by the previous homeowner makes the whole room lively, and it is easy to relax with your feet on the soft carpet.

On the dressing table were cosmetics that Han Hongxu couldn't understand, and on the bookshelf on one side, three-quarters of the space was occupied by psychology textbooks, a small part of which were books on strategic command, and even a few comic books and fashion magazine.

The most eye-catching book is a book called "Secrets of Developing a Social Master". The purple cover is particularly eye-catching on the entire bookshelf.

Han Hongxu casually pulled out a book called "Introduction to Psychology" and flipped through a few pages. The text inside was marked with pens of various colors. It was recommended by him when he was treating Yu Rong's anxiety disorder. He also sincerely It was suggested that Yu Rong further study for a degree in psychology. It seemed that Yu Rong listened to it and took notes very carefully. Next to the floor-to-ceiling window is the rattan hanging chair and rattan coffee table that Yu Rong said was her favorite. On the coffee table is a set of exquisite coffee cups. Yu Rong, a person who doesn't like Western food, actually drinks coffee? I thought she only liked drinking tea.

The house was full of traces of Yu Rong's life. There was a bottle of perfume on the dressing table with the lid not closed, and only half of the liquid inside was left. Han Hongxu guessed that it was Yu Rong's commonly used perfume, so he picked up the perfume and sprayed it into the air. After a while, the familiar fragrance spread.

As a straight man, he usually doesn't pay attention to the fragrance of perfume. He only thinks it's floral, light, with a hint of sweetness but not heavy. If he smells it carefully a few times, he can hardly smell it anymore, just like Yu Rong himself. The feeling is always light and hard to grasp.

Han Hongxu took the "Introduction to Psychology" and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He also sat on the hanging chair, imagining that Yu Rong might have sat in front of the window and read a book quietly during those few leisure times on the main star. Read a book, sip a cup of coffee, or simply observe the people passing by on the street.

She may have carefully planned the future for herself, but she didn't know if he was included in the future she planned...

Rong Rong, will I never see you again?

I shouldn't have waited so long, I should have gotten married earlier. Knowing that we both have such calm personalities, we were still waiting for everything to fall into place.

I think that the right time is to slowly develop feelings into love, that everything is ready, and that I am qualified to be your husband only when I have the ability to protect you and pave the way for you.

I even thought that when the world is at peace and everything gets back on track, we still have a long time to slowly cultivate our relationship and then live together for the rest of our lives...

I owe you a ring, our wedding ring.

I was thinking about this after receiving the certificate. I don’t know what style you like. Don’t girls have very high requirements for wedding rings?

I originally thought that we could go to a jewelry store together to pick out the styles we like, and then wear them for each other at our wedding and say the sacred "I do"...

By the way, I still owe you a wedding, a grand wedding, invite our relatives and friends to watch the ceremony, tell everyone around us that we are married, you are my wife, I am your husband...

In the future, we may go back to the fourth planet together to pay homage to your parents. I will personally promise them that I will take good care of you. We will build a happy family, have a few naughty children, and maybe Get a pet…

If I could go back in time, I would definitely confess my love earlier, so that we would get married earlier... No, you are the head of the weapons laboratory, and even if we get married early, you are destined to go to the battlefield;

If you could go back in time, I hope you graduate smoothly, don't accept Rogge's request, and don't have anything to do with the laboratory... No, but you are a student of the Guards Academy. After graduation, you are destined to join the Guards and you will still be assigned to the front line. On the battlefield;

If I could go back in time, I would rather you never come to the main star and never attend the United University Guard Academy, even if the cost is that we can't meet... No, that would be worse, the fourth star is the first affiliated star to fall;

If I could turn back time, I hope...

Han Hongxu covered his face, tears falling from his fingers.

I just want you to live well, even if we can't meet, know each other, or love each other, you just need to live.

But after imagining various situations, no matter what the situation is, it is destined to be unable to save you. You are indeed destined to bloom on the battlefield, and I am destined to...not be able to keep you...