On the other side, Song Cangran walked with her mother in the forest park for a while.

Gu Xinjie was silent.

No matter how funny Song Cangran is, her mood is not high.

"Actually, dad ......"

She wanted to say a few good things for Song Shihai, but was interrupted as soon as she opened her mouth: "Can you not mention him?" ”

"Mom, you should blame Dad, he is indeed at fault, everyone has done so many small actions, but he doesn't notice it, and stupidly brings the perfume smell and lipstick marks home to make you uncomfortable, if he ......"

Song Canran originally wanted Gu Xinjie to understand that if Song Shihai really had a ghost in his heart, he would not be so calm, and the man who really cheated would do it without leaking, and he wouldn't even let the other party find out until he died.

For example, Ling Shen.

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear it......" Gu Xinjie suddenly covered her ears, with a very painful expression on her face.

Song Canran's eyes narrowed, she didn't seem to say anything, could Gu Xinjie's reaction be too big?

Thinking of Gu Xinjie's abnormality since last night, her mind moved slightly, and a word suddenly flashed in her mind - post-traumatic stress disorder.

Some people are unable to get out of a major trauma or blow, are immersed in the traumatic experience and cannot extricate themselves, continue to avoid trauma-related stimuli, and remain in a state of alertness and anxiety for a long time, just like Gu Xinjie's reaction at this moment.

If the disease worsens, severe cases may develop into depression, depression and even suicide.

In her previous life, she had seen people who committed suicide because of this mental illness.

Suicide......

The more she thinks about it, the worse it becomes, there are still a few days before Gu Xinjie's death, can't she always avoid it?

When he returned to the camp with Gu Xinjie, he saw several girls gathered there from a distance.

"Auntie is back?" Girl A turned her head to see them, and flattered her: "Aunt is so beautiful, this is my sister, my sister is so cute, and the family is so good-looking." ”

Before she could say anything, she heard Song Shihai say lightly: "These girls are here to find Xiaozhao, Xiaozhao, you hurry up and help them set up the tent." ”

It turns out that the sauce is purple.

Song Cangran glanced at someone with a smile, this thing is too good at attracting bees and butterflies, how long has she been gone, and she has attracted three at once.

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry for you." The girls' eyes were full of eagerness.

Huo Zizhao raised his eyebrows, and regardless of whether Song Shihai and his wife were still here, he grabbed Song Canran's arm: "Sister, go with my brother to help." ”

"Eh......"

Song Cangran couldn't answer, so he dragged him away.

The three girls happily followed.

Behind him, Song Shihai glanced at Huo Zizhao holding his daughter's hand faintly, took off his coat and spread it on the picnic mat: "Xiaojie, it's cold underground, you sit on the mat for a while." ”

Gu Xinjie didn't even look at him, turned around and got into the tent.

A few people walked to the position of the three girls, but they never said anything about helping, and girl B took out a bottle of Coke, and thoughtfully unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed it over.

"Handsome guy, let's drink saliva."

"Ah, you were tired just now, you were sweating, I'll wipe it for you."

Girl A wiped out a small handkerchief and eagerly looked up at Huo Zizhao's handsome face without a single bead of sweat.

"Little sister, how old are you?" Seeing that she couldn't insert it, the girl turned her target to Song Canran.

She smiled slightly, looking at a certain man who was surrounded by left and right.

"You're actually trying to ask how old my brother is, right?"

"Yes, yes," Girl C nodded excitedly, "You're still students, right?" Which school? Can you tell me your brother's phone number? ”