Song Shuang's injury is not light, but it is not as comfortable as living in his own home in the hospital ward.

After almost finishing in the hospital, Song Shuang was discharged.

On the day of discharge, Hu Hui and Lin Fengya both came over.

Song Shuang said that she wanted to live in Jinsha Garden, and Lin Fengya was a little surprised: "Haven't you always lived in Haoting?" ”

Haoting was the wedding room when Song Shuang and Gu Baisheng got married before, and they have lived in it for about eight years now.

After all, Song Shuang has been married for seven years.

Not to mention, I lived in it half a year before marriage.

Song Shuang said casually: "It's too far away from the hospital over there." ”

Lin Fengya knew that this was just her son's excuse.

Before, Haoting was so far away from the Second Courtyard, and he hadn't lived there with Gu Baisheng for more than seven years.

Now that Gu Baisheng is dead, using the excuse of being far away from the place of work is a lie at all.

In the final analysis, it was Hu Hui who said something in his ear.

Lin Fengya was a little unhappy, obviously it was her own son, but now she was living like Hu Huisheng.

Hu Hui's words are more effective than her son's.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy Hu Hui's mother-in-law poured into her son.

Gu Baisheng looked at the undercurrent surging between Hu Hui and Lin Fengya, and he treated himself as a transparent person, and he didn't talk much.

Waited for the car and walked to Jinsha Yuan.

Only then did he ask Song Shuang: "Do you have any luggage to move over?" I can help you move. ”

In the spirit of helping the injured, Gu Baisheng thought about moving things for Song Shuang.

Song Shuang closed her eyes and took a nap, and said lightly without raising her eyelids: "I won't live for long, so I don't need to move." ”

Gu Baisheng listened to his words and was slightly stunned.

Then I thought that Song Shuang and her had no feelings, and living together was just for Hu Hui's words.

However, he will not bow his head and wronged himself for too long.

Someone as smart as him would soon figure it out and move back.

So pondered.

Gu Baisheng didn't bother to care about his move anymore.

However, after Lin Fengya over there watched her son's car leave, she turned her head to look at Hu Hui and said unconvinced: "Are you too much?" ”

Hu Hui is more like a noble lady who is not in a hurry than her, looking at her: "What? ”

"It's not enough for you to just stuff my son with a woman, and now force them to live together?"

Hu Hui opened her mouth to speak.

Lin Fengya thought that Hu Hui was trying to quibble, so without waiting for her to speak, she said first: "Don't think that if you say that you don't ask for it, I will believe it, my son is not a man who sees things so quickly, and it is impossible for him to take the initiative to live with this woman surnamed Bai." ”

"That's right, I forced him to live with Bai Shengsheng."

Hu Hui opened her mouth frankly, without any quibbling and denial.

is so honest, but Lin Fengya doesn't know how to say it's good for her.

Hu Hui looked at Lin Fengya's face that couldn't fight herself and was very angry, and said lightly: "If you have the ability, you can also let your son not live with her." ”

Lin Fengya looked at Hu Hui's provocative gaze and almost exploded.

The fingers pinched the palms of his hands, and his eyes were sharp to give Hu Hui a piece.

But Hu Hui didn't care about his fierce and angry gaze.

He smiled slightly, turned around and walked away.

The maid behind Lin Fengya, Fei's sister-in-law, was also a little unbearable to watch.

Lin Fengya's eyes narrowed, and she said hatefully: "Sister-in-law, I'll call the Bai family later." ”

Sister-in-law Fei hesitated a little: "Madam, this Miss Bai ......"

"Hit!"

Lin Fengya's voice was ruthless.

Fei's sister-in-law didn't dare to say it anymore.

……

Gu Baisheng and Song Shuang pushed the door into Jinsha Yuan's house, and saw that some furnishings had been moved in the room.

Even the toiletries that used to have only one set in the bathroom have now become two.

There is more of Song Shuang's share.

And in the side bedroom where Song Shuang lives, there are a lot more clothes.

When Gu Baisheng moved in, the master bedroom was empty, so she consciously went to sleep in the master bedroom.

Now a very strange pattern has been formed, and she, the hostess who is not considered a hostess, occupies the master bedroom.

And the real male host, Song Shuang, can only lie on his side.

"I'll clean up the master bedroom for you."

Gu Baisheng felt that it would be better to let Song Shuang sleep in the master bedroom.

Song Shuang said: "Trouble, don't change it." ”

That's it, after saying that, I went to my room to rest.

Gu Baisheng looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and planned to make pigeon soup for Song Shuang.

Song Shuang entered the room and went to rest.

I slept until it was dark, when I was woken up by a ringtone of my mobile phone.

Inside was Lin Fengya's gentle voice: "Shuang'er, have you eaten dinner?" ”

"Not yet."

"I make people ......"

"No, you don't." Song Shuang interrupted her mother before she said she was going to bring her food.

Lin Fengya was rejected by her son so neatly, and sighed: "You, the newly married daughter-in-law, really can't take care of people." ”

As soon as the words fell.

I heard a knock on the door of the side bedroom, Gu Baisheng held the tray, opened the door with his shoulder, and said to Song Shuang, who was talking on the phone: "The pigeon soup I have been boiling for a long time, is it fragrant?" ”

Song Shuang: "......"

Lin Fengya, who heard the voice on the phone: "......"

Mother and son were silent for a while.

Song Shuang watched Gu Baisheng walk into the side bedroom and put dinner in front of his table, and asked Lin Fengya with a jumping eyebrow in annoyance: "Mom, if you have anything, just tell me directly." ”

Gu Baisheng took the pigeon soup from the tray to the small table while glancing at Song Shuang, who was answering the phone.

Lin Fengya on the other side of the phone seemed to say something that made Song Shuang not very happy, and Song Shuang's cold eyes showed a little irrepressible irritability.

"I'll pass, don't talk about it."

Lin Fengya was satisfied: "Then I'll wait for you to come over the afternoon after tomorrow." ”

"Hmm."

Song Shuang responded succinctly, and then hung up the phone.

Gu Baisheng watched him hang up the phone and put it aside, and handed the small soup spoon to Song Shuang: "I heard that this is good for wound healing, so it has been stewed for a long time, you can taste it." ”

Song Shuang took the spoon and said nothing to her.

Gu Baisheng didn't mind that Song Shuang regarded him as a nanny, so he looked at his thin lips and took a sip.

Then, frowning.

"Why do you put so many peppers?"

"Hemp?"

Gu Baisheng asked him nervously.

"My tongue won't be able to taste it."

When most people hear this kind of answer, most of them will be hit hard by their enthusiasm for cooking.

But Gu Baisheng is different, Gu Baisheng is not only unhit.

He also moved another soup cup, and then lifted the lid: "Then drink this and see how this tastes." ”

Song Shuang pushed aside the pigeon soup with the pepper on it.

I took another sip of the pepper without sesame pepper, and my brows were still furrowed and not stretched.

"How's this?"

"That's so numb, I can't taste it."

"Then drink it."

Gu Baisheng was relieved and urged him to drink quickly.

Song Shuang wrinkled her eyebrows and looked at her: "Why do I think you deliberately want to numb me?" ”

Gu Baisheng smiled a little weakly: "How come, don't talk nonsense." ”

Song Shuang frowned and drank half a cup of soup, and then pushed it away.

Gu Baisheng saw that he didn't drink anymore, so he was about to leave.

Song Shuang stopped her: "Stay here, I'll wake up in the middle of the night and drink again." ”

"There is still in the pot, this one is cold, when you wake up in the middle of the night, go and drink it in the hot pot."

Gu Baisheng smiled, and took the cold soup away, which he thought was a very good wife.

And after going to the kitchen, I tinkered for a long time before taking a shower and resting in the bedroom.

Before going to bed, Gu Baisheng carefully read the information on the recruitment website, and then made a careful record.

Then I went to bed satisfied.

It's just that when I slept until midnight, I suddenly dreamed of some messy pictures.

There is a picture of when she was married to Song Shuang, and when she gave birth for the first time, Song Shuang accompanied her into the delivery room, holding her hand firmly throughout the whole process and wiping her sweat.

There is also a picture of Song Shuang wanting to hug her after the child died, but she broke free and slapped her face.

Suddenly, she dreamed that Song Shuang was standing in front of the ruins where she had died in the earthquake, her eyes full of death and despair.

There was rain in the sky.

Song Shuang knelt on the ground, her whole body was wet, but she was still trying in vain to keep picking up the masonry and cement on the ruins.

The voice of someone talking next to me came over—

"I heard that the female doctor who stoned to death was his wife."

"It's pitiful to be on my knees here for more than a day."

"Just pick up, don't speak, others can't pull it, isn't it crazy?"

"Probably crazy."

Gu Baisheng tried hard to see Song Shuang's face clearly.

But the picture is blurry, rainy and foggy.

Song Shuang's hair and clothes were wet, and her shoulders and back, which were always straight, in the past, collapsed at the moment.

His hands were scraping at the rocks on the ground, and the nails of his ten fingers were broken and bleeding.

Such a beautiful pair of hands have become dirty and covered with scars.

But he didn't care at all, just like a machine, kept picking, kept picking.

She couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and shouted at him: "Song Shuang? ”

Song Shuang did not react.

She shouted again: "Song Shuang? ”

As if he heard it, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of shock: "Shengsheng? Shengsheng, you're not dead, are you? ”

"I'm not dead......"

She replied.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the ground shook violently.

The aftershocks have started again!

"Ahh

Gu Baisheng bounced up from the bed suddenly, and turned his head to look at the water cup at the bedside in a panic.

The water level in the glass was motionless, without half a minute of fluctuation.

She suddenly realized that she had just dreamed.

She inhaled sharply and wiped a handful of cold sweat from her head.

Then he raised his hand and covered his face: "It's really terrible......"

She muttered to herself.

But he didn't notice that at the door, a gap closed gently, and the light that came in was silently annihilated in the closed door.

Song Shuang's companion corridor lights were turned off, and disappeared into the darkness.

He had a bowl of cold pigeon soup in his hand.

It's full of peppers.

It's not like a well-cooked food at all.

Instead, it looks like it's a deliberate prank of someone else's stuff.