I kidnapped an alien civilization

"Three-dimensional, why are you still awake?"

"Doctor, is my husband really okay?"

Amidst a burst of noise, Wu Sanwei opened his eyes.

A purple-haired girl was standing in front of the white-robed doctor, asking anxiously about her condition.

The sunlight shines through the glass window on the girl's side face, with a high nose bridge and a small cherry mouth, shining brightly.

"Didn't you wake up?" The doctor heard the "beep beep" sound from the bedside monitor, and he was relieved immediately, and he breathed a sigh of relief, as if saying that this girl was too difficult to deal with.

The girl turned around and ran to the hospital bed with crystal clear teardrops in her eyes. Immediately, the light rain gathered into a stream, and the girl rushed over.

She has fair skin, faint willow-leaf eyebrows, peach-blossom eyes full of clear springs, bright red lips, and forehead painted with light gold under the sunlight.

She was wearing a purple tunic that fell below the knee.

The girl gave Wu Sanwei a sense of both familiarity and strangeness.

He couldn't help but backed away a bit.

"Three-Dimensional. I'm Zhang Xiaoting." The purple-haired girl bit her lips lightly with bright teeth, her eyes flashed with sadness.

"Your wife!"

wife?

Wu Sanwei suddenly realized that I was married.

He looked at Sun Xiaoting carefully again, and the picture of him wearing a suit and a girl in a wedding dress holding a wedding ceremony appeared in his mind. The picture is very blurry, just like an impression oil painting, the guests are blurred into groups of colored ink dots. Only he and the girl in the wedding dress are clearly visible. The girl in the wedding dress looked at him affectionately, with happiness on her face.

The girl in the wedding dress is Sun Xiaoting.

My wife is Sun Xiaoting!

"Xiao Ting, what's wrong with me?" Wu Sanwei touched the gauze wrapped on his forehead, still feeling a little pain.

Sun Xiaoting's peach-blossom eyes were full of heart-pounding expressions, and she covered her mouth and laughed "Puchi": "What's more, even if you go to the bathroom, you can fall down, and it was your graduate student who sent you to the hospital."

"Really?" Wu Sanwei perfunctorily stretched out his hand from the hospital bed.

He was completely intoxicated by those charming eyes, and suddenly there was a hot feeling inside his body, and he gasped for breath.

"Damn!" A red cloud appeared on Su Xiaoting's face, she was extremely shy.

an hour.

Su Xiaoting stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, combing her messy long hair.

Her face was flushed.

Wu Sanwei was lying on the hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought.

For this wife, he always has an indescribable strangeness. Although there are happy fragments with her in my mind, those fragments are very vague. It was so blurry that his wife's face could hardly be seen clearly.

There are also doctors in special wards.

He clearly remembered that the white-robed doctor had been standing by the side before the exercise started.

Now it miraculously disappeared.

Wu Sanwei can be sure that he didn't hear any sound of opening and closing the door.

Thinking of this, he suddenly sat up from the hospital bed.

"Honey." Sun Xiaoting had just finished combing, her purple hair was still stained with a little dew, and her face was flushed.

"What's wrong?"

"That doctor?" Wu Sanwei shook his head, as if shaking the memory out of his head, "Why did that doctor disappear?"

Sun Xiaoting was stunned for a moment, and then leaned down, a pair of peach blossom eyes flooded with spring water, and her small cherry mouth slightly opened and closed: "Honey, the doctor has left long ago."

"Before I left, I greeted you, remember?"

Is there such a thing?

How can I not remember?

Wu Sanwei raised his head, smelled the charming fragrance, and sank into the Wang Chunshui again, muttering to himself:

"Yes. How did I forget?"

"Well"

one year later.

In front of a white detached villa, under a big white tree, on a white lawn.

Wu Sanwei lay on the bench, looking up at the white clouds in the blue sky.

Blue, another new color, looks so bright, so real.

"Wow." A baby's cry came from the cradle next to it, interrupting Wu Sanwei's thoughts.

A wrinkled newborn kicked away the quilt, with its eyes closed and its throat rasping.

He didn't move.

"Three-dimensional!" His mother ran out from the villa, bent down and picked up the baby.

"A big man can't even look down on a child!"

Wu Sanwei did not refute, and still stared at the clouds in the sky without blinking.

"Mom, Sanwei is very busy on weekdays." Sun Xiaoting also walked over, holding a pair of barbecue tongs in her hand, "Today is God's birthday, let him have a good rest."

"There is an important banquet tonight."

As she spoke, she yelled into the distance: "Mother Wang, take care of Siyi."

Only then did Wu Sanwei turn his head.

Sun Xiaoting, who had just given birth, was not out of shape at all, and she was still as slim as she was in the hospital.

"Sanwei, the guests are coming soon." Seeing her husband looking at her, Sun Xiaoting immediately showed a charming smile on her face. The spring water that will never dry up is flowing again.

Wu Sanwei pretended to turn his head unintentionally.

The sun is warm and the breeze is blowing.

The bloodshot beef on the barbecue grill exudes bursts of aroma.

"Three-dimensional!" A man in a white robe came to the garden under the guidance of the housekeeper.

As soon as they met, he gave Wu Sanwei a warm hug.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but your kid has become a great scientist. It's not easy!"

The man has blond hair, a straight nose, big blue eyes, and thick lips.

"Franklin!"

Rare enthusiasm appeared on Wu Sanwei's face, and he patted the man's shoulder heavily with his hands.

"You are not easy now, you are in charge of the traffic in the city of God."

A piece of information flashed in his mind: Franklin, a middle school classmate, the director of the Shencheng Transportation Department, and a good friend Wu Sanwei hadn't seen for many years.

Since Wu Sanwei came back from the hospital a year ago, he found that he had memory problems. Many people and things that should have been remembered seemed to be covered with a veil.

Just like his dead father, Wu Sanwei couldn't remember what he looked like.

The situation made him panic. It was really terrible that a great scientist had memory loss in Yingnian.

In the panic, he discovered a secret that belonged to him alone.

Although he doesn't remember those people with enthusiasm on their faces, as long as he presents their appearance in his mind, his brain will give a detailed introduction of this person.

This kind of introduction is like a narration in a movie. Sometimes a supporting role appears, and the person who shoots the movie will add a name annotation to the screen, and introduce the life of this character in detail in the form of a third-party narration.

For example, if he presents Sun Xiaoting's appearance in his mind, a piece of information will flash in his mind: Sun Xiaoting, wife, professor of Shencheng Dance Academy, Wu Sanwei's favorite wife.

His head turned into a computer?

Although Wu Sanwei sometimes has doubts in his heart, this simple method can avoid a lot of trouble. Sometimes he would rather believe that this is just a talent, just like Sun Xiaoting's incredible poses with her long legs.

A well-mannered man in a suit and leather shoes came over with a basket of fruit.

"Liu Xueming, how about the recent tree planting activities?"

Information: Liu Xueming, a college classmate, deputy director of the Shencheng Environmental Protection Agency, is currently carrying out tree planting activities in Shencheng.

A man with the Mediterranean Sea on his head and glasses with wine bottle bottoms followed.

"Professor Fang, long time no see. I have read your paper and it is very innovative."

Information: Fang Kai, a friend in the academic circle, is a professor in the Department of Physics of Shencheng University. He is currently conducting particle blasting experiments.

With this talent, Wu Sanwei warmly greeted visitors like a normal person.

Next to her, Sun Xiaoting had put on a purple evening gown early on, and walked among the ladies and wives with ease.

From time to time, she would turn her head back, peek at Wu Sanwei, and throw a concerned look from time to time.

This is a good woman who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

The sun was setting, and before you knew it, the sky had already darkened.

Under the white light, dozens of long tables were placed on the lawn.

The waiter in a tuxedo carefully placed plates of roast beef and pastries carefully made by the chef on the table, with white knives and forks and white napkins.

In the end, more than a dozen bottles of fine wine without labels were fetched and placed in an orderly manner.

Amidst the soothing music, the aroma of barbecue fills the air.

Wu Sanwei's stomach growled and he couldn't help swallowing.

But he was still smiling, softly addressing a colleague from the university.

Obviously, this colleague was a little absent-minded, he peeked at the food on the long table from time to time, his Adam's apple trembled.

On the lawn, the originally lively noise gradually became deserted, and the guests seemed to have lost interest in chatting, and a pair of greedy eyes glanced at the long table from time to time.

However, everyone still smiled and stayed where they were, letting the ecstasy aroma rub their stomachs together like a big hand.

Only Sun Xiaoting, the hostess, was beaming with joy, chatting endlessly in front of the ladies, and making "giggle" laughter from time to time. Even those ladies have long been tortured by hunger and lost their perfunctory interest.

Wu Sanwei knew that he was waiting, and the guests were waiting.

Everyone is waiting for someone.

It's just that he didn't know if Sun Xiaoting was also waiting for this person.

"jingle bell. jingle bell"

A crisp bell sounded in the darkness in the distance. Although the sound was insignificant and could not be heard clearly without careful distinction, everyone looked in the direction of the bell in unison.

Wu Sanwei was no exception, but he carefully peeked at the expressions of the guests from the corner of his eye while looking into the darkness. He couldn't confirm whether the information that flashed through his mind was true.

Liu Xueming, who has always been proud, showed reverence on his face.

Fang Kai, who has always been informal, tugged at the corner of his clothes uneasily.

Several noble ladies also put away their vulgar smiles and looked solemn.

As long as the faint smile on Sun Xiaoting's face remained unchanged, she was still looking at herself with concern.

Wu Sanwei hurriedly retracted his gaze. He felt that Sun Xiaoting seemed to be aware of his "peeping" just now, and there was a trace of fear in that concerned gaze.

.

In the darkness, two waiters in white robes came slowly, with bronze bells hanging around their necks, and they made a crisp "jingling" sound as they walked.

The waiter wears a large white hood, and the face cannot be seen clearly. They walked with unusually standard steps, and Wu Sanwei believed that if they took out a ruler to measure now, the error of each step would not exceed 1cm.

Behind the white-robed waiter was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe.

He looks good, with a straight nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a bright red spot in the center of his forehead.

He has a normal face but exudes a majestic aura.

This strange aura came quite wonderfully, as if someone had written the word "majesty" on the man's face.

Wu Sanwei activated his talent again.

Information: Name: City Lord of Shencheng, Position: City Lord, Relationship: He admires Wu Ye very much.

This piece of information is quite weird. How can someone's name be called the Lord of Shencheng?

Could it be that when he was born, his parents already believed that this child must be the Lord of Shencheng in the future?

Of course, even if the city lord of Shencheng is a hereditary position, such a name would not be given.

The son is called the Lord of Shencheng, so what is the name of the father who is the Lord of the city? .

The Lord of Shencheng walked over, and everyone bent down and bowed heavily to express their respect.

Wu Sanwei was no exception, but with his wandering eyes, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a person standing in place with a smile on his face behind the crowd.

Due to the occlusion of the crowd, only a purple figure can be seen vaguely.

Sun Xiaoting?

But he couldn't be sure anymore, because that person had disappeared.

"Everyone is free!" The Lord of Shencheng walked in front of everyone with a kind face, and his eyes radiated a warm radiance.

"Too many things need to be busy today, so I am late, everyone forgive me."

The voice was soft but contained an unquestionable majesty.

"Don't dare!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"The city owner is busy with work, and the safety of the city is in danger!"

The Lord of Shencheng nodded slightly, and walked to the long table. A waiter had already brought a wooden seat with a sun carved on it.

He sat on the throne and raised his wine glass: "Today is the annual God's Birthday. Everyone gathers here to celebrate the birth of God."

"Thousands of years ago, bewitched by evil, human beings attacked the gods and destroyed their homeland."

"God has mercy on the world, and built this city with supreme technology in the ruins, so that the surviving humans can live a happy life and avoid the pain of hell."

"You are the elites of God City, representatives of human residents, you should know how to maintain the dignity of God."

"City Master, please rest assured, we will definitely try our best to spread the glory of God." Everyone looked serious.

Wu Sanwei also lowered his head, in a bow-to-ear shape.

"Okay, you can continue." The city lord of Shencheng looked around sharply, as if he was satisfied with everyone's expressions.

Turning around, under the guidance of the white-robed waiter, stepped into the darkness.

Until the sound of "Ding Dang Ding Dang" completely disappeared, everyone let out a long breath, and rushed to the long table without waiting for Wu Sanwei's greeting.

With knives and forks in their hands, they stuffed the bloodshot beef on the plate into their mouths and chewed greedily.

For a moment, the sound of knives and forks touching the plate, the sound of teeth chewing, and the sound of greedy "humming" merged together.

Wu Sanwei stood dumbfounded on the grass, feeling an inexplicable nausea in his heart.

At this moment, according to the instructions of the brain, he should join the eating team instead of standing by in disgust.

What is wrong with me?

sick?

Also, what about Sun Xiaoting?

She hasn't appeared since the Lord of Shencheng came.

In the dark, Wu Sanwei stood on the lawn, his eyes fixed on the wooden chair carved with the sun in front of the long table.