Chapter 36 Is Your Long Mouth Just For Stuffing Meals?
Chapter 36 Is Your Long Mouth Just For Stuffing Meals?
Listening to Qin Mo's words, Song Jing didn't even dare to look up into his eyes. If he and Qin Mo really knew each other before, then it was his fault that he forgot him. During those three years, the beginning At that time, Qin Mo did have an almost paranoid possessive desire towards him, but later he also learned to let go. He can be regarded as obedient to him, and he himself fell for a while, but there was always a sense of resentment in his heart. .
He was unwilling to let Qin Mo manipulate him like this, unwilling to bring Qin Mo along when others mentioned him, unwilling to find that he was just a stand-in after he fell in love with him, he had too many things to do, that's all. Unwilling to let him keep a calm head all the time, patiently waiting for a suitable opportunity, leaving him and taking revenge on him became his only belief in those two years.
He lowered his head slightly, his throat moved slightly;
"I, I really thought about it in those two years, but I really thought you had a lover at that time, and you kept me by your side only because I looked like him, so..."
He didn't go on talking, after a pause he could look up at the person opposite;
"I know that I misunderstood this matter, and I was indeed wrong about the previous matter, Qin Mo, let's start over."
After Song Jing finished speaking, she clasped her hands together nervously, summoned up her courage and kept looking at Qin Mo, waiting for his reply.
Qin Mo leaned against the protective pad behind the bathtub, his deep and handsome eyebrows did not show much emotional ups and downs, and his voice was so gentle that he seemed to be talking about other people's affairs;
"Start again, Song Jing, how can we talk about restarting since we never started?"
The beginning of him and Song Jing was just the beginning of his own paranoia. They never had a beginning. Those words ran over between his lips and teeth, but Song Jing's eyes were suddenly broken for a moment, and he didn't even know what to do for a moment. reaction;
"Qin Mo, I..."
Qin Mo closed his eyes for a moment, and stroked his stomach with his hands under the water;
"This child was an accident. What I said will not change. When he is born safely, you will be free."
These words made Song Jing's heart feel cold. He remembered that what Qin Mo said when they got married was that he would be free only when the child was born. He had never thought about that during this time, but At this moment, when he heard him mention it again, his heart seemed to be blocked.
"This is our child and I have an obligation to raise him up."
Song Jing spoke subconsciously, but Qin Mo didn't refute;
"Well, you can come and see him."
It was like hitting the sand with a fist. This sentence made Song Jing feel helpless. He could come and see the child, and he could even accompany the child to grow up, but he understood what Qin Mo meant. He didn't want to I want him, after the child is born, his identity will be just another father of Qin Mo's child, no, he doesn't want such a result, he suddenly grabbed Qin Mo's arm, his face is full of eagerness;
"No, I don't want to do this, Qin Mo, can you give me a chance? It was indeed my fault before, but I really didn't mean it. I didn't mean to forget you."
Qin Mo raised his hand slightly to break away from his hand, and did not continue this topic;
"Time is up."
He was holding on to the edge of the bathtub to get up, Song Jing remembered that he almost slipped and fell last time, he didn't want to hear his rejection again, so he directly raised his arms and hugged his legs and waist to hold him out, he Bringing clean hospital gowns for him, Qin Mo glanced at the clothes and frowned;
"Change into pajamas."
Song Jing looked at him, looked at the hospital gown, didn't ask why, and went directly to the cabinet to get a set of silk pajamas that he had prepared here. Qin Mo didn't like being in the hospital either, he just got out of the hospital, but Because he had committed such a crime for so long, no one dared to say anything and helped him out.
"Turn off the lights."
After Qin Mo lay down, he made a sound directly, and had no intention of communicating any more. Song Jing could only turn off the light and go to the bathroom to take a bath. The person lying on the bed in the darkened ward did not close his eyes. It was all what Song Jing said just now, he understood Song Jing's thoughts now, felt that he had misunderstood him, and he was hospitalized again, with guilt in his heart, coupled with the unknowing degree of liking in his heart, he asked to stay, heh, so Feelings are really unnecessary.
"I didn't mean to forget you."
In the dark hut, there is only a little moonlight coming in through the cracks in the window sills, which is very similar to the moonlight shining in through the cracks in the curtains in the room at this moment. Darkness can always deepen human emotions and sharpen human senses. Mo seemed to have seen the scene more than ten years ago again, the scene of glaring blood gushing out of his eyes, the child crying until he was about to faint, wasn't it intentional?It's the scariest thing if it wasn't intentional.
After all, the chaotic thoughts could not overcome the physical exhaustion. After all, Qin Mo fell asleep when he was about to fall into the memories. Song Jing had insomnia for a long time that night. Although he fell asleep late, he woke up in the morning. Very early in the morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw the person on the next bed. The person had changed into a hospital gown, and he was wearing a dark blue silk pajamas. Qin Mo was very obedient when he slept, and he would not move around. He was slightly sideways. The body, even when sleeping, the exposed arms still protect the stomach.
He got up lightly, went to the lounge next door, took a shower, went downstairs, and found a flower shop that opened the door first. He didn't have much research on flowers, he just knew that yellow roses represent an apology, but with his understanding of Qin Mo understood that he might not like the yellow roses when he saw them, and he might even be self-defeating. His eyes lingered on the big bouquet of red roses for a long time, and he thought it was too deliberate to give them away. That person rejected him yesterday. , there are obviously many unresolved issues between them, it is not very good to send red roses at this time,
"Sir, who are you sending off?"
The clerk is a young girl, and she is quite good at judging people in business. Song Jing is a master who is not short of money, but her face is really tangled;
"Ah, yes..."
"It's someone you like, right?"
The little girl's crisp oriole-like voice rang out. She had seen too many people like this, but she didn't expect that this person looked mature and stable, but was shy and introverted.
Song Jing simply admitted;
"Yes, he is hospitalized. I want to send some flowers. Can you recommend them for me?"
"For patients, the perfume lily is fresh and elegant. If red roses are too grand for lovers, champagne roses are also acceptable. Look, all of them are in bud."
Half an hour later, Song Jing returned to the ward with a large bouquet of champagne roses. Qin Mo just woke up at this time, leaning against the bed to calm down, looking at the empty bed next to the bed, thinking about something, when he heard the door open Well, a man in a neat shirt came in with a large bouquet of flowers, and the two of them looked at each other across the air. Song Jing's hand holding the flowers suddenly tightened, not counting the flower baskets given at the opening of the business, he was still The first time I gave someone flowers, the recipient was Qin Mo;
"I got up early, and the flower shop downstairs opened quite early. I saw that the flowers were pretty, so I chose some. Take a look, aren't they very fresh?"
He hugged the flower in front of Qin Mo. Wu Run and Zhou Hai had just come in to check the monitoring data in the morning when they came across this scene. Zhou Hai couldn't say anything, but Wu Run was horrified and even looked down. a watch;
"Well, it's not eight o'clock, is it? Is it so early to send flowers?"
Being interrupted by him like this made Song Jing feel a little more embarrassed, Qin Mo glanced at him;
"If you have this time, you might as well look at your head."
Song Jing put the flowers on the bedside, her voice was aggrieved;
"I saw it, didn't you say that your brain is alright?"
Qin Mo's condition has improved a bit. Fortunately, the symptoms of threatened miscarriage are gone. Song Jing knows that they can't go on like this. He needs to remember as soon as possible. He wants to know how he and Qin Mo met in the past.
On Monday, he made appointments with the psychiatrist introduced by Zou Jing, and arrived at her clinic that afternoon.
To be honest, it was the first time for him to come to the psychological counseling center after growing up so old. The reason was because of amnesia. The doctor is a very intellectual and elegant woman. She looks a few years older than Zou Jing, and her voice is like a breeze. Running water makes people relax involuntarily;
"Xiaojing told me about your situation, shall we talk first?"
Song Jing is very cooperative, Luan Qingya mostly chats with him, the psychiatrist is not an ordinary doctor, and the efficiency of straightforward questioning to patients is actually not high, and a person's language habits will not be easily changed. When talking about topics that you are familiar with, your defense is relatively weak. Understanding a person’s family background and growth environment from this aspect is often more real and accurate than the question-and-answer method.
"Doctor, is it possible for me to recover my memory in this situation?"
Song Jing didn't get lost in each topic, his goal was always clear;
"This kind of cases is actually not a minority. It can be understood as a kind of traumatic sequelae. What happened that year may be unacceptable to you at the time, and this will activate the human "emergency mechanism" to make you forget that period. You can try it through hypnotic interference. Memory is a very mysterious thing, and it is also possible that one day you will be reminded of it after receiving some kind of stimulation. "
In terms of executive ability and goal orientation, I am afraid that no one is more courageous than Song Jing. He actively cooperates with any treatment method when he thinks about it. He gradually closes his eyes, as if entering some kind of dream. What appeared most in his dreams was Qin Mo's face, the appearance when he pampered him, the paranoid and stern appearance, the mocking and sarcastic appearance, and the expressionless appearance when he saw himself yesterday, all of them seemed to be piled up in front of his eyes Like the shots in the picture, they flashed one by one, but when he switched the shots, he seemed to see a dark room flashing by. He instinctively wanted to catch this scene, and opened his eyes the next moment he frowned.
Luan Qingya kept watching his movements, Song Jing sat up suddenly, fine beads of sweat could still be seen on his forehead, he wrinkled his brows and breathed heavily;
"I felt as if I saw something, but I couldn't grasp it, and it passed by in an instant."
He carefully wanted to recall the scene just now, but his thoughts were the same as before, without any traces.
Luan Qingya handed him a glass of lemonade;
"It's a good thing to be able to feel something. This memory has been separated for so many years, and it will take time to recover. Don't push yourself too hard. It would be good if you have time to come twice a week."
Qin Mo doesn't like being hospitalized. After staying in the hospital for a week, Zhou Hai agreed to go home. After all, resting at home is always better than the hospital. Qin Mo mostly holds video conferences in the study, and rarely goes to the company during this time. Song Jing also learned from him when he was in the office, and all social activities were pushed to the vice president, and things that could be resolved by phone or video would never be left to the company, leaving most of the time at home.
There is an elevator installed at home, Qin Mo likes to bask in the sun in the sun room on the top floor at noon, this is what Zhou Hai explained, his stomach is already obvious when he leans on the recliner, Song Jing always finds a reason to be with him In the same room, Qin Mo's ignorance of him at the beginning has gradually changed back to the previous various supporters, but Song Jing knew that he still did not let go, they just lived under the same roof.
"I went to Luan Qingya's place again today. I always feel that the memory is separated from me by a layer of veil. Whenever I want to push it away, I will wake up. However, Luan Qingya said that this can be regarded as reaching the edge. Will definitely remember."
Song Jing was peeling lychees for the people around him while talking. Qin Mo fell in love with lychees these days. The weather in December finally bought good-looking lychees. He put the peeled and cored lychees on the at his hand;
"You can't eat too much of this, the lychee is on fire, shall I get you some mangosteen? Neutralize it."
Qin Mo raised his eyelids and glanced at him. Just as he was about to say something, he wrinkled his brows tightly, and a muffled groan escaped from the corners of his lips, and Song Jing's eyes also tightened;
"what happened?"
"Leg, cramp."
He immediately went over and lifted the cashmere blanket covering his body, and put his hand on his calf, and there was a tight feeling on his calf;
"Hold on, I'll rub it for you. It seems that the cramps haven't been so tight this month. Is it calcium deficiency? Do you want to have another test?"
"No need, Zhou Hai prescribed calcium tablets to let him bask more in the sun."
Song Jing didn't stop until the calf regained its softness. When she got up, she suddenly saw the man's stomach move slightly. Qin Mo also lowered his head and put his hands on his stomach;
"Yes, did he move?"
"Ah."
"Are you in pain? His movements are not small."
Song Jing really wanted to touch him, but he knew he would be rejected, and looked at Qin Mo worriedly. It must be very uncomfortable for him to see the child touching this person, but Qin Mo's brows and eyes warmed up. few;
"Fortunately, he is healthy."
Perhaps it was the lively appearance of the little guy that made Qin Mo feel a little better. It was rare for him to give a good impression to the people around him, but he took the initiative to bring up what happened that day;
"What did Huang Yangqing tell you that day?"
Song Jing was sorting out Huang Yangqing's affairs these days, and he also had some doubts, but seeing that Qin Mo had just been discharged from the hospital, he didn't want to bother him with these matters, and he didn't have anything to hide when he took the initiative to ask;
"He showed me a photo, which is a photo of you and "I". The "I" in the photo is the same as the one in your wallet, and it is [-]% similar to me, but it can be seen that it is not me. He Said it was your dead lover, the dead are invincible, when he died when you loved him the most, that memory will never fade, no matter what I do, I will never be able to replace him, I can only be his forever Shadow his stand-in. "
Speaking of which, Song Jing is a little self-deprecating;
"Huang Yangqing is really qualified as an opponent. Every word and every word hits my heart, and he picks up the place that I care most about."
Suddenly his gaze focused on Qin Mo's body, strong emotions surged in his slightly deep eyes, and those deep eyes seemed to be a little brighter, he stared at Qin Mo's eyes closely, and every word and every word was flawless. Perfunctory and false, as if he wanted this person to see his heart through his eyes;
"Qin Mo, you should know why I appeared in the bar, right? Whether I admit it or not, I have fallen in love with you. I fell in love with you. The sorrow of being a substitute far outweighs the humiliation. When I found out that you had this child, I was at a loss at first, but then I wondered what would happen if your Bai Yueguang found out? Will you never go back to the past, will you end up biased in the end? Me, but Huang Yangqing's words made all of this come to naught, he let me know that I will never be able to defeat and replace that person, so I will appear in the bar that day and lose control of you, I am really sorry."
These words are not heartbreaking. This is the first time Song Jing said these words to Qin Mo. It was not as embarrassing as imagined. Instead, it was a little more comfortable after being released. Qin Mo's eyes were on His face was frozen for a long time, and a cool voice sounded;
"Is your long mouth just for stuffing food?"
"..."
Song Jing... seems to be a bit embarrassed now...
The author says:
Song Gou: After cutting his heart, he was as fierce as a tiger, and he was directly smashed into two hundred and five;
Mr. Qin: If you have to make so many fools about something that can be answered in one sentence, is your brain really okay?
novelraw