Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

That miscellaneous diary fell out of favor, the old man stopped looking at it, instead he picked up the crutch Song Qing made for him, held it in the palm of his hand, and put his other hand on it and stroked it gently, as if he was stroking a beloved child.

"Xiaoguan," the old man is getting older, his voice already has the old-fashioned old-fashioned, withered fingers pointing to the end of the crutch, "Why did you want to marry Song Qing?"

"It can bring enough benefits." Shen Yuguan said without thinking.

The old man asked back, "Miss Bai can't?"

When Shen Yuguan was questioned, his mouth opened and closed, he couldn't find a suitable reason to refute the old man for a while, the current status of the Bai family is no worse than that of the Song family back then, and Bai Jun is indeed the best candidate in terms of suitability.

The old man did not wait for Shen Yuguan to answer, and continued, "Since you were able to marry the Song family back then, why can't you marry the Bai family now? A wife is for you," he pointed to the blue-patterned porcelain vase next to the entrance door, " It's just like that vase, it's just a decoration, it's just that the one on top of this vase belongs to the Bai family, if you don't like it, you can change it to someone surnamed Chen and surnamed Li."

The old man scanned Shen Yuguan with sharp eyes, "What makes you unable to nod your head, have you ever thought about it?"

Every word that grandpa said hits the pain point, and Shen Yuguan can refute it. With his current status, he no longer needs anyone to add icing on the cake, but the most intuitive reaction in his heart is to tell him that even if his interests Chain needs to marry Bai Jun himself, but he is not willing.

All his words became pale and powerless at this moment.

Whether it's Bai Jun, or Li Jun and Chen Jun, he can't name them Mrs. Shen, as if those words have been firmly occupied by that person, he can't even understand this strangeness Where do emotions come from.

The old man's eyes gradually calmed down, and turned to traces of sadness. He got up and patted Shen Yuguan's shoulder lightly, "Grandpa doesn't want you to understand, but it's too unfair to Song Qing if you don't understand."

Shen Yuguan grew up under the eyes of the old man since he was a child, and the old man can detect the meaning of every move when he raises his eyelids.

He didn't get involved in the past because he was afraid that the young people would be rebellious and thoughtful, and the more they asked, the worse it would be. But now he doesn't ask, just to give Song Qing some peace.

"Promise Grandpa, whether you understand it or not, don't bother Song Qing."

"What does this have to do with Song Qing?" Shen Yuguan didn't understand, he clenched his palms unconsciously, as if he could see the answer blurred by the thick fog, and he only had to lift the last white veil.

"You don't necessarily believe what I say, only what you feel is the most real." The old man left this sentence and left with a cane.

The answer of the old man looking at the flowers in the mist made Shen Yuguan's heart feel stuffy and impetuous, and he moved more frantically, hitting him with bang bang,

He chewed the word Song Qing repeatedly in his mouth. It fell on the tip of his tongue and melted between his teeth, leaving a bitter aftertaste.

He collapsed on the sofa decadently, and the Song Qing from last night's dream appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

That bloody, full of relief, Song Qing no longer stays with him.

The bitterness in the mouth spread silently, and spread to the heart, with a sourness that was hard to describe.

The inspection report came out, and various data showed that Shen Yuguan was not only not sick, but rather healthy. Experts advised him to pay more attention to rest. If the pain continued, the expert pointed to the door next door, raised his glasses, and aimed at Wang Yedao, "No If it is ruled out that it is caused by mental illness, Mr. Shen can try psychological counseling."

On the surface, Wang Ye was ashamed and answered repeatedly, but he was sure that the husband would definitely not come. He took Shen Yuguan's medical record and when he left the hospital, he paid special attention to the location of the psychological consultation room.

After returning, Wang Ye relayed what the doctor said to Shen Yuguan verbatim.

Shen Yu watched and listened, and signed with a hand holding a gold-rimmed pen in a fluttering motion, "Make an appointment with a psychologist, just today."

"Okay." Wang Ye responded smoothly.

The next second he stared at Shen Yuguan in disbelief, did he hear wrong?Did you hear me wrong?How could Mr. really see a psychiatrist.

After all, except for the fact that Mr. has lost his temper recently, he doesn't look like a normal person.

Sensing Wang Ye's fiery gaze, Shen Yuguan stopped the pen in his hand, "Why, is there anything else?"

Wang Ye tremblingly said in a conditioned reflex, "No."

This shock caused the psychiatrist to arrive, and Wang Ye hadn't recovered yet. The psychiatrist thought it was Wang Ye who needed psychological counseling.

Wang Ye waved his hands sadly, "The exploited laboring peasants are unworthy!"

After the psychiatrist sat down facing Shen Yuguan, he looked up and down. The books were placed in an orderly manner. Bai, too anxious, he said bluntly, "Mr. Shen, your spirit doesn't look very good."

Shen Yu hummed, trying to relax himself a bit.

"Don't be nervous, just think we're chatting." The psychiatrist's voice was soft and soft, like a gentle stream, "When was the last time you felt uncomfortable?"

On the way here, he briefly read Shen Yuguan's medical records.

Shen Yuguan was somewhat repulsed by the psychiatrist's instinct, he said with a little reluctance, "It was noon the day before yesterday."

"What happened?"

"No."

"Who did you see?"

"nor."

"Then can you tell me about the process at that time?"

"It's not very comfortable in the morning, and when I go downstairs for lunch, the pain gets worse."

The psychiatrist induced, "Did you do or see anything before the pain intensified?"

"Drink hangover soup, glance at the wall of the living room, and..."

The psychiatrist suddenly thought that he had captured something, and interrupted, "Why do you want to look at the wall of the living room?"

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, "Inadvertently."

The psychiatrist asked again, "Has anything ever been placed there?"

Shen Yuguan hesitated, and the psychiatrist knew that he was asking the right direction, and he lured slowly, "Or someone left something there, which made you feel uncomfortable or unhappy."

Shen Yuguan let out a breath of foul air slowly, and said, "Wedding photos."

"Are you and your ex-wife?" Shen Yuguan often appears in major newspapers, even some entertainment magazines. Anyone who reads entertainment magazines occasionally knows that he is divorced.

"Correct."

The psychiatrist took note of this and asked, "Then, could your chest pain be related to your ex-wife?"

These words opened Shen Yuguan's memory box, fragments and messy memories spread all over the floor, he looked at them one by one, all the memories were strung together, without exception, behind every discomfort he never cared about, there was The recognition of Song Qing's shadow made Shen Yuguan's breathing slightly stagnate, and the thick fog became thinner again.

Shen Yuguan responded silently, and gave the psychiatrist an answer from the side.

"You can try to put away all your ex-wife's things. There is a good saying, out of sight, out of mind." The psychiatrist didn't expect the root of the problem to be so simple, and he said easily, "You just still love your ex-wife." The ex-wife has not come out of the shadow of this relationship."

Shen Yuguan's mind went blank for a moment, "Love...?"

"That's right!" The psychiatrist said with a smile, "After most of us break up in love, we will feel uncomfortable and painful when encountering things and things about him, but this cycle will not be very long, like yours. Older ones are rare, but it can also reflect from the side how much you love your ex-wife."

The indescribable pain came again, tearing Shen Yuguan's limbs and bones, he bent down uncontrollably, the thorns were covered with toxins, lingering and twisting into the flesh, every root Spike screamed and repeated the doctor's words.

like?He put it behind him, how could it be possible that something that was on the soles of his feet would appear between him and Song Qing.

Impossible, every cell in him was refuting and resisting, but the tentacles hidden in the corner, which had been buried all this time, cautiously protruded out, and they whispered different remarks.

You love him, otherwise why would you not want to marry Bai Jun?

"Get out!" Shen Yuguan gritted his teeth and growled.

The psychiatrist was frightened by the view of Shen Yu in front of him, he pretended to be calm and comforted him a few words, and was driven out with a low growl.

[The author has something to say]: I'm late but come!

Let everyone wait for a long time! !sorry! !

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