Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Gu Baisheng was slightly concerned about Song Shuang confiscating his little bell.

So he waited for Song Shuang to come out at the door of the study.

As soon as Song Shuang went out, she saw Gu Baisheng waiting at the door, and squinted her eyes in displeasure: "Afraid I'll smash the bell for you?"

Gu Baisheng was poked at the center by Song Shuang, so he could only smile flatteringly: "It's just a gadget, even if you don't like it, you don't need to break it, right?"

Song Shuang ignored him with a cold face.

But anger slowly accumulated in his eyes.

It must not be easy for this bell to fall into her hands.

Did she remember something?
Remember the time when you were with Chengbi?

"Husband," Gu Baisheng saw that he didn't respond to him, so he followed behind him and continued to talk, "Didn't you praise him for being cute just now? I think it might have been lost by a child in the community. Maybe people will come back to look for it, so give it to me."

"Give it to me, and I can return it when someone finds it."

Song Shuang, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped.

Gu Baisheng subconsciously felt that Song Shuang was not happy, so he became a little cautious.

Song Shuang turned sideways, and looked at her coldly with beautiful and handsome eyes: "It's really a child who lost something, and I can return it for you."

Gu Baisheng was blocked by what he said.

I had to look at his seemingly calm face and said, "Then I'll wait for you to come back, come back early."

Hearing that Gu Baisheng said to wait for her to come back, the coldness and displeasure in Song Shuang's eyes softened a little.

"Ah."

The mouth should be neither salty nor light.

My heart is already much more comfortable.

Song Shuang left.

Gu Baisheng was peacefully waiting for Song Shuang to come back at home.

During the period, I went to the kitchen to make dinner, and read some knowledge about prenatal education.

In the end, I just found a book casually, and took a nap from the sofa to read it again.

Her body gradually became heavier, so she became tired very quickly.

Managers are not as good as they used to be.

Sitting on the soft sofa, after reading a few pages of the book, I felt tired and sore, I couldn't help closing my eyes, and lay down on the sofa pillow.

The room was quiet.

The second hand ticked away.

She gradually became confused.

In the dimness, a man with long waist and thin legs squatted down in front of a small stall in a night market.

The slender and beautiful fingers raised a small bell with ribbons on the floor.

The bell is made of silver, in the shape of a hollowed out hydrangea.

As soon as it was picked up by his fingers, it jingled.

In the noisy night market, the sound is also clear and easy to distinguish.

"How about taking this back and tying it around your neck in vain?"

He turned his head to look at the girl behind him.

The girl wore a red wool scarf.

The whole person is dressed like a glutinous rice dumpling.

It's also very strange to dress like this in early winter.

Even the street vendors couldn't help laughing at her.

However, the man doted on her very much, his smiling eyes were like vast stars, he looked at her tolerantly and asked, "Do you like it?"

"I like whatever you pick."

She raised her hand and pressed the red scarf covering her mouth and nose.

A delicate and delicate face was revealed.

There is still girlish baby fat on the doll's face that hasn't faded away.

A pair of big eyes shone like stars in the water, moist, bright, gentle and shy, and lovable.

The man looked at her and couldn't help laughing at her: "That's why you have to make a fuss even if you have a cold?"

"I just want to go shopping with you."

"I see, you want me to buy you gadgets."

The man smiled and stuffed the bell into her hand.

The girl was a little anxious: "I really just want to go shopping with you, not for you to buy me gifts, if you don't believe me, then I don't want it."

The girl threw the bell into his arms.

The man reached out to catch it.

The girl got up angrily and walked forward quickly.

The man paid the money quickly, threw the bell into his coat pocket, and got up to chase the girl.

The girl was angry, and her steps changed from brisk walking to trotting.

"Sheng Sheng?"

"Shengsheng, stop! Shengsheng!!"

The more men chased after him.

The girl named Shengsheng ran faster in front.

They move quickly through the crowd.

Seeing her walking deeper into the increasingly dark street, the man couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

He started to run, and after a short chase, he caught her.

"just kidding!"

he explained.

But the girl's eyes were already wet with grievance.

He raised his head and looked at him resentfully: "Do you still not like me? Just treat me like a child, just like your comrades-in-arms brothers said, only treat me as the little sister you saved back then? Coax me to play...uh..."

She questioned excitedly and aggrieved, but was suddenly blocked by a domineering kiss that hit her upper lip.

She opened her eyes.

The man pulled her into an alley next to the street.

In the alley there was a dilapidated street lamp hanging from a pole.

The lighting is very dim.

The girl tried her best to open her eyes wide and looked at the man who kissed her. She was so shocked that she almost forgot to breathe.

The man's face was resolute and handsome, yet gentle.

Her eyes are full of reflections.

Her voice was low and slightly husky with a bit of sexuality. He looked at her with burning eyes and asked deeply, "Would I do this to my little sister?"

The girl seemed to be frightened, and looked at him with round eyes.

"Do you still think I regard you as a sister?"

The girl gradually came to her senses, bit her lower lip which he had kissed just now, her big eyes like washed stars also became a little bit shy.

"then you……"

"Ok?"

"I……"

"what?"

She stammered.

The man didn't understand what she was going to say.

Suddenly, the girl raised her head, jumped up and hugged the man's neck.

The man caught her easily.

The girl hugged his neck, and boldly confessed in his ear: "I want to give birth to you, Brother Chengbi."

"You're not ashamed."

The man laughed at her helplessly.

However, the hand holding her was firmly, and the smile in his eyes was also affectionate.

The girl was very satisfied to be held in his arms.

But when he glanced at the entrance of the alley, he suddenly found that Song Shuang was looking at her.

His eyes stared at her coldly, full of cold reproach.

It's like looking at a flirtatious bitch who has no shame.

She was agitated.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

The whole person woke up from the dream.

"What's wrong??"

Song Shuang's voice reminded her, and a handsome face appeared in front of her at close range.

She was so frightened that she stretched out her hand and pushed him away, and stepped back!
Song Shuang couldn't help but frown at the panic-stricken appearance: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Gu Baisheng panted heavily.

Seeing Song Shuang in her pajamas, she gradually calmed down.

Her eyes move.

Gradually, he saw clearly where he was.

This is her and Song Shuang's wedding room in Jinshayuan.

This is their bedroom.

She is the wife Song Shuang is marrying, and Song Shuang is her husband.

"What happened to you?"

Song Shuang saw that her complexion was not good, and she was sweating profusely.

He reached out to wipe her.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, Gu Baisheng dodged it.

Song Shuang's hand stopped in the air.

The atmosphere became a little stiff in an instant.

Gu Baisheng got off the bed, adjusted his nightgown, and walked to the bathroom: "I'm going to wash my face."

She needs to calm down.

She didn't know why, the moment she saw Song Shuang's face, his face and the face given by Song Shuang, who was obviously much younger in the dream, were superimposed on everything.

This is clearly a dream.

However, it was as real as if it had happened in the past.

She washed her face, put her fingers on the edge of the sink, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her eyes were a little lost.

Looking at his own face, he thought of Gu Baisheng's girlish face in his dream, and Chengbi.

Suddenly I feel sad.

The eyes also became sore.

"Brother Chengbi...Chengbi..."

she whispered.

Outside the concealed bathroom door, Song Shuang looked at Gu Baisheng whispering absently in front of the sink with red eyes through the crack of the door, and there was a little bit of dark and unclear emotion in his eyes.

into a wall...

For so many years, Gu Baisheng has never forgotten his white moonlight.

Even if he has been silently by her side for many years, Gu Baisheng will never forget that man.

If that man reappears, Gu Baisheng will be with him desperately, right?

When Gu Baisheng came out of the bathroom, he had already sorted out his emotions.

Song Shuang sat on the bedside and left a small desk lamp for her.

Gu Baisheng was a little sad, and didn't really want to see Song Shuang.

After walking over, he lifted the quilt and got into bed.

next second.

Song Shuang reached out and turned off the light.

Gu Baisheng huddled himself under the quilt and did not move.

Soon, Song Shuang turned sideways and pulled her into his arms.

Gu Baisheng moved, a little repelled, trying to break free.

However, Song Shuang's voice rang in her ear: "Don't move."

Gu Baisheng listened to his words and did not continue to move.

Then Song Shuang asked again: "Are you angry because I didn't give you that little bell?"

"No."

She wasn't angry because of Little Bell.

It was because Xiao Lingdang dreamed of becoming a wall.

"Then you had a nightmare, didn't you?"

"Ah."

Song Shuang's voice was gentle, without the feeling of forceful questioning.

It's like a daily chat, gently guiding and asking.

"What dream did you have?"

Gu Baisheng whispered: "I don't want to say."

"Did you dream about me?"

Gu Baisheng responded: "Yes."

"Did I kill you in the dream?"

Gu Baisheng thought of the scene where he suddenly touched Song Shuang's eyes when he was happy in his dream.

Couldn't help biting his lip, and fell silent.

That was Song Shuang's resentful, accusing eyes.

Hearing her silence, Song Shuang knew that she had guessed correctly.

He gently comforted her and enlightened her: "Dreams are always contrary to reality, how could I easily kill you?"

Gu Baisheng was silent, and suddenly said: "I dreamed who gave me this little bell."

Song Shuang was visibly startled when she heard this.

But soon she returned to normal, and asked her patiently, "Who is it?"

Gu Baisheng didn't answer right away.

But Song Shuang was in the dark, waiting for Gu Baisheng's answer.

Gu Baisheng opened his mouth.

Suddenly, Song Shuang felt that Song Shuang's hand holding her waist tightened unconsciously.

Then, as if realizing something, he quietly relaxed.

What she said suddenly changed: "I don't remember his name or face."