bayedsolid Chapter 379 The Beautiful Professor's Love and Career 42
Chapter 379 The Beautiful Professor's Love and Career 42
Chapter 379 The Beautiful Professor's Love and Career 42
Yun Suisi gently stroked the small characters at the bottom of the signature: "Winter of the year Guimao, in the isolation ward." He knew that this was the handwriting of Jun Sui's grandfather.
Just as he was lost in thought, a warm feeling suddenly enveloped him from behind. The alpha's hand, still warm from the electromagnetic field, gently covered his eyes, and Jun Sui's familiar voice rang in his ear:
"Hey, what's the penalty for peeping at a century-old love letter?"
Yun Suisi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. He gently slapped Jun Sui's hand away, turned around, and said:
"I hereby order you to teach me calligraphy."
As soon as I turned around, I accidentally knocked over the neutralizing agent on the table, and the light golden liquid spread between the lines of "Partridge Sky".
A strange thing happened: hidden quantum codes were revealed beneath the liquid.
In an instant, the holographic projection covered the entire wall, and images from seventy years ago appeared before our eyes.
In the image, a young man in protective gear is standing in front of an isolation glass window, writing:
"The seventh pheromone matching failed, but when I smelled the cedar scent on your shirt through the barrier, I suddenly felt that I could try seven hundred more times."
Seeing this scene, Yun Suisi and Jun Sui both felt a complex mix of emotions.
That was the older generation's dedication and perseverance in love, which transcended time and touched their hearts.
Just then, the lab alarm suddenly started playing "Moon River" merrily. This familiar melody was a lunch reminder that Jun Sui had specially set.
Yun Suisi watched as her lover skillfully took out the steaming hot food container from the molecular gastronomy machine, her heart filled with warmth.
He reached out and gently wiped away the energy crystal powder from Jun Sui's face, and sighed:
“Back then, they had to wear three layers of protective clothing to kiss, but now we can share a bowl of soup.”
A floating spoon scoops up the translucent white fish soup, the surface of which reflects the flowing star map on the ceiling.
Jun Sui looked at Yun Suisi and said seriously:
"Yes, we are where we are today because of their hard work. This happiness is hard-won."
As evening fell, a sun shower began to fall from the ecological dome, the fine raindrops shimmering in the sunlight.
Yun Suisi and Jun Suizheng were lying side by side on the lawn, adjusting the deep space array.
Jun Sui suddenly shoved something cold into Yun Suisi's hand.
Yun Suisi looked down and saw a stardust bracelet made from collider waste. It shimmered with a mysterious and captivating blue light in the rain.
“Each grain retains the primordial fluctuations of the Big Bang,”
Jun Sui's breath brushed gently against Yun Suisi's ear as he softly said, "Doesn't it feel like the lingering energy of the civil rights movement seventy years ago?"
Yun Suisi examined the bracelet carefully, his eyes filled with surprise.
He held up the bracelet to the spectrometer, and in the magnified image, stardust was arranged in a double helix structure, with the genetic sequence of the first researchers wrapped around it—a marvelous fusion of history and technology.
Raindrops passing through the protective shield turn into glowing silver threads. Amidst this picturesque scenery, Yun Suisi kisses her lover amidst the gradually intensifying rain, and the sensor bands of the anti-radiation suit automatically intertwine into a love knot.
In the distance, the sounds of newlywed students laughing and joking as they ran across the rainbow bridge could be heard; their vibrant laughter seemed to be a hymn to their free love.
The winds of the 24th century, carrying the sweet scent of pheromone neutralizers, gently turned the title page of "A History of Interstellar Marriage" on the laboratory windowsill.
This seems to be a reminder that this love story, which overcame numerous difficulties, is forever worth remembering.
At noon, the solar wind gently swept across the ecological dome, casting a unique glow over the world.
As usual, Yun Suisi walked into the changing room to change into his lab coat. Just as he picked up the white coat, a dazzling starlight caught his eye.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was a string of delicate star decorations on the neckline.
These stars are woven from nanofibers, flowing across the fabric in a dazzling pattern resembling the Milky Way, radiating a mysterious and captivating luster.
Yun Suisi couldn't help but reach out and touch it. In an instant, blue light flashed, revealing a gene compatibility score of 99.9%.
Upon seeing this number, Yun Suisi's lips unconsciously curled up, his eyes filled with laughter.
He knew in his heart that this must be a romantic gesture that Jun Sui had secretly hidden this morning using a bioprinter.
This unique sentiment always brings him unexpected surprises.
"This is the third complaint about an off-odor in coffee from the second laboratory this month."
Yun Suisi, holding the quantum computer, strode towards his lover who was focused on adjusting the centrifuge. The holographic screen of the quantum computer clearly displayed the complaints of his colleagues.
Without turning his head, Jun Sui skillfully dripped neutralizing agent into the siphon tube.
A subtle scent of cedarwood, mingled with the sweet aroma of caramel, instantly filled the air, enveloping the entire laboratory in this wondrous fragrance.
"But they queued up for refills seven times this morning."
Jun Sui spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze commemorative medal of the first Equal Rights Association suddenly slipped out of Jun Sui's pocket.
With a "plop," it fell into the coffee cup, splashing out circles of brown ripples.
Suddenly, a gravity anomaly alarm blared, and Yun Suisi, who was reaching for the sugar cube floating in the air, froze instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the entire laboratory seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and suddenly fell into a state of microgravity.
Coffee droplets slowly condensed into crystal balls in the air, shimmering in the dim light.
Yun Suisi observed the droplets with curiosity, and just then, he was surprised to find that an ancient scene was reflected in one of the droplets:
A young man in heavy protective clothing floated in a weightless chamber, intently writing a love poem on the inside of his isolation mask with a pen.
The ink marks blossomed into flower-like shapes in zero gravity, a scene both romantic and poignant.
"do not move!"
Jun Sui keenly noticed Yun Suisi's actions and quickly grabbed his wrist.
Using the force of microgravity, the two swung lightly to the observation window.
The vast and boundless sea of stars slowly flows outside the window.
At a certain moment, the starry sky outside the window and the ancient image in the droplet miraculously overlapped, as if time and space were intersecting at that moment.
Yun Suisi watched this scene, his heart filled with emotion. He suddenly remembered the note he had found behind the dressing mirror this morning, a poem in classical Chinese style written by Jun Sui with a fountain pen:
"I would rather be stardust, leaping with the light, than let longing be separated by heavy armor."
The deep affection contained in this poem is as profound and vast as the sea of stars before my eyes.
The night was as dark as ink, gradually seeping into the entire laboratory building.
After a busy day, Yun Suisi and Jun Sui nestled in the lounge, intently piecing together the fragments of the first-generation anti-radiation suit.
These fragments carry the memories of history, each telling a story of the past.
Jun Sui's fingers, which were holding the photon needle, suddenly trembled slightly.
Because he discovered a yellowed, brittle piece of paper floating out from the lining of the indigo fabric, bearing the last handwriting of the omega researcher from years ago:
"Please seal my pheromone sample in memory number 1314, so that children a hundred years from now can use it to kiss their lovers."
The holographic projection automatically activated the moment the paper appeared.
The scene is filled with snowflakes, and a woman in isolation suit is labeling test tubes with the word "hope," her eyes filled with anticipation for the future.
Yun Suisi walked gently to the incubator and tenderly stroked the newly cultivated star vine flowers with her fingertips.
The pale purple petals were still covered with glistening morning dew, shimmering under the lamplight.
These flowers, genetically modified by the first generation of researchers, are now swaying gently on their bedroom windowsill, adding a touch of romance to their cozy home.
Jun's attendants surrounded Yun Suisi from behind, and the two quietly enjoyed this moment of tranquility.
As the wedding ring inadvertently brushed against the flower stem, a nano-player hidden in the flower's core suddenly played a recording from seventy years ago:
"My dear children of the future, when you no longer need to inject neutralizing agents before kissing, please dance for us under the stars."