Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Gu Baisheng was placed on the soft double bed in the bedroom by him.

Blinking his eyes, he closed his eyes gently when he saw him coming down.

Song Shuang's movements were very light, and the kiss fell gently, like rain falling on her hair.

A little tentative.

As if she felt unreal.

After feeling her temperature and confirming that she is real, he put the kiss on her body.

Such scorching lips pressed against her skin.

Gu Baisheng couldn't help hugging his back: "What's wrong with you?"

"Miss you."

After two simple words.

It is a silent movement.

Gu Baisheng looked at the ceiling.

The light from the window came in through two layers of curtains.

Gradually, after an unknown period of time, the ceiling also turned black.

She was confused for a while.

Vaguely, it seemed to be a dream.

Surrounded by noisy and joyful human voices.

People kept wishing her a happy birthday.

She responded with a smile, holding someone's arm the whole time.

Suddenly, that person withdrew and left, saying apologetic words.

She hastily reached out her hand, wanting to grab him.

However, another hand reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Don't go..."

She cried out from her dream.

Song Shuang, who was about to get up, was also hugged by her arms.

Song Shuang turned her head, looked at Gu Baisheng who was trapped in the soft quilt, raised her hand, and gently stroked her sweaty temple hair: "What's wrong?"

Gu Baisheng felt his fingers stretched out, and then slowly recovered from the dream, and opened his eyes.

"Song Shuang..." Song Shuang could clearly see that she was looking at her.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you just dream?"

Looking at her appearance, one could tell that she had just had a dream.

She lowered her eyes: "I've been having dreams recently, and I don't know what's going on."

She raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

During this period of time, I don't know if it was caused by the infection of Qu Xiaobo, a pregnant woman: "I always have dreams without talking about them, and I am always lethargic and tired. Sometimes I have headaches, and I keep dreaming about some familiar things."

"Is it because of too much work pressure and neurasthenia?"

Song Shuang asked her.

Gu Baisheng shook his hand and shook his head: "I don't think the pressure is too great."

Entering the Second Hospital to work is what she wants to do.

So, it's not the pressure from work.

"What is that?"

Song Shuang was about to get up, but when she woke up and was still holding her hand, she simply lay down on her side, pulled her into her arms, and talked with her.

Gu Baisheng rubbed his temples: "Perhaps too many things have happened during this period."

"Want to take a break?"

Song Shuang was very considerate, "If you don't work, I can support you."

Gu Baisheng couldn't help laughing when he heard his words: "Although being a housewife all day is very happy, it can also be boring. I still want to go out to work."

"Then let me support you when you want to be a housewife."

Song Shuang looked at her with a smile.

Gu Baisheng looked at Song Shuang looking at himself, and suddenly thought of the old man with white beard who came to look for him in the afternoon.

"A very strange person came to see me today."

"who?"

Song Shuang frowned.

Be a little wary.

"An old man with a white beard looks like a fairy."

When Song Shuang heard her talking about the old man with a white beard, he already thought of who it was.

I was a little unhappy.

Gu Cheng said that he was asked to guide that old guy to the Second Courtyard, but he didn't say that the old guy came to find Shengsheng.

"You sleep first, I'll make a phone call."

Song Shuang comforted her, lifted the quilt, got off the bed, and went to the balcony to make a phone call.

Gu Baisheng blinked, feeling a little strange.

I want to get out of bed with the quilt.

But Song Shuang who turned around on the balcony frowned and stared at her.

Gu Baisheng knew that he wouldn't let him get out of bed.

Helpless, I can only wait for him to finish the call.

Song Shuang made a phone call to Gangcheng.

Gu Cheng answered the phone almost instantly.

"Mr. Gu asked that old man to come to my North City, but he didn't say he came to see my wife."

Gu Cheng heard that Song Shuang called Xingshi to inquire about the crime, so he laughed: "It's just a coincidence."

"By coincidence?"

Song Shuang sneered: "Coincidentally, it's too deliberate, right?"

"Since you found out, then I won't hide it," Gu Cheng originally wanted to dismiss this matter as a coincidence.

However, Song Shuang wasn't that easy to fool, so he just said it straight.

"There is something wrong with your wife."

Song Shuang frowned: "I've already told Mr. Gu that my wife's affairs don't concern you."

"She has a problem with her brain," Gu Cheng continued regardless of what he said, "Perhaps it is not appropriate to say that she has a problem with her brain. It should be said that she has a problem with her memory."

Song Shuang frowned, obviously, she was extremely disgusted with Gu Cheng spying on him like this.

"You didn't refute me, which means you know that there is something wrong with her memory." Gu Cheng said sharply.

Song Shuang looked at Gu Baisheng in the bedroom.

Gu Baisheng turned on the small desk lamp by the bed, and was sitting on the bed and looking at him.

It was like a woman who gradually erased her previous memories and gradually turned into a blank paper.

She looked at him without any grudges, resentment and disgust.

They're like newlyweds reacquainted with each other.

She has no resistance to herself, no rejection at all.

He will hold his arm gently and accept the warmth and hug he brought her.

Call him by his name softly.

They will call him Song Shuang.

"That old gentleman, apart from being a Feng Shui master, knows a lot. If one day your wife needs help, you can come to me or him."

"That day won't happen." Song Shuang replied indifferently.

Gu Cheng smiled: "I'm not sure if that day will come, but your wife's forgetfulness is not a good thing, it's best to treat it as soon as possible. Of course, if you hurt her, it's okay to treat her as if I didn't." explain."

Gu Cheng's words made Song Shuang's eyebrows furrow instantly.

"I won't hurt her."

"However, you should pay attention to the side effects of Kleiman's memory tampering method."

Gu Cheng's words made Song Shuang's pupils shrink suddenly.

However, at this point, Gu Cheng stopped talking.

After a seemingly 'kind' reminder, Song Shuang hung up the phone.

Song Shuang was left alone holding the phone, looking suspiciously at Gu Baisheng who was sitting on the bed.

Gu Baisheng also saw that Song Shuang's eyes were a little strange.

Frowning, he still got off the bed.

Walking to the edge of the French window of the balcony, gently opened the door of the French window, and asked him: "You..."

"I am fine."

Song Shuang answered her question before she asked it.

Then take the phone from your ear.

Looking at her: "The old man with the white beard today, have you seen it before?"

"No." Gu Baisheng shook his head without thinking.

Song Shuang looked at her, her eyes tightly locked on her: "Think about it again, are you sure you haven't seen it?"

"I've never seen it before." Gu Baisheng said with certainty.

Song Shuang heard the words.

I suddenly took a deep breath in my heart.

Gu Cheng is right, Gu Baisheng is too forgetful.

And this is not a side effect of Kliman's memory tampering method.

It was not the situation where Gu Baisheng should appear under normal circumstances.

The symptoms of her forgetting something have been there since not long ago.

However, he didn't expect that she would forget so much.

Moreover, the more I forget, the more I forget.

It's only been a few days, and she actually forgot about it.

She had obviously seen the old man with the white beard before this.

"Shengsheng," Song Shuang reached out, held her hand, and kissed it on her lips, "I'm going to meet someone tonight, you wait for me at home."

Gu Baisheng frowned: "Can't we do it tomorrow?"

"It has to be today, I have already made an appointment."

"Then can I go with you?"

Gu Baisheng asked him.

Suddenly it became clingy.

If they were put together, Song Shuang would really like her sticking to herself like this.

But now, no.

"No."

"Who are you going to see?"

Gu Baisheng blinked, looked at him, and suddenly wanted to know who he was going to see overnight.

Song Shuang smiled and touched her face: "I have a teacher, I have a question tonight, I have to ask him, it won't be long, I'll be back soon."

"Which professor is it?" Gu Baisheng asked.

Song Shuang smiled helplessly: "You are obedient, I will tell you the specific things after I come back at night."

"Ok."

Gu Baisheng was a little disappointed.

I can only agree first.

But thinking about Qu Xiaobo, he said again: "Then you go to see the teacher, can you drop me off to Aunt Hu's community? Bobo is not feeling well, I want to go see her."

"can."

Song Shuang went with her to take a shower and get dressed.

After tidying up, he drove her to Hu Hui's home.

Gu Baisheng went upstairs by himself, Song Shuang didn't send her up.

Moreover, when Gu Baisheng turned his head, Song Shuang had already driven away.

Usually, Song Shuang would only drive away after watching her go upstairs, but this time, he didn't even watch him go upstairs, and drove away first.

Gu Baisheng took a breath, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Just when Hu Hui went downstairs, she saw Gu Baisheng at the entrance of the corridor, and asked her in surprise, "Shengsheng?"

When Gu Baisheng heard Hu Hui's voice, he raised his smile again and raised his spirits: "Aunt Hu."

"Didn't you not come?" Hu Hui had received her text message before and thought she would not come. Now she was surprised to see her coming: "Why are you here again?"

"Song Shuang has another appointment tonight, I'm fine, so I'll come over."

Hearing this, Hu Hui glanced at the direction Gu Baisheng was looking at just now, and she understood.

It seems that the place the child was looking at just now is the direction Song Shuang left.

Moreover, it seemed that she was a little unhappy.

"Did something happen?"

Hu Hui asked Gu Baisheng.

Gu Baisheng shook his head: "No."

"Song Shuang came back and quarreled with you?"

Hu Hui was still worried.

"How is it possible?" Gu Baisheng laughed, "He never quarrels with me."

Song Shuang never quarreled with her.

Except at the beginning, when he didn't like himself very much, he would quarrel.

After that, Song Shuang never killed her again.