lover beside

Chapter 189

Qing Huan sat sadly in the consulting room.After reading all the examination reports, the doctor smiled kindly, "It's not that you have any illness, it's mental tension."

Qing Huan was startled, "Stress? But, how could this be? That's my husband, but I can't accept him touching me...and, I will vomit..."

The doctor laughed, "The human body is very strange, especially some spiritual things, until now the medical profession has no way to answer it. It's like someone fainting from an injection, but in fact this kind of fainting is still a kind of It’s benign, it’s not harmful to your health, it’s just caused by mental stress.” The doctor slowly comforted, “You probably are too nervous. After all, you just gave birth not long ago, and it may be pain during childbirth, or changes in body structure. , now I have no way to get used to it psychologically. In fact, this is very normal. In fact, you are not bad, let me tell you a joke to relax—now some places in foreign countries encourage wives to accompany their husbands when they give birth , As a result, many husbands have long-term inaction... Ha... After all, let the husband see the bloody scene of the wife, especially the scene of the child being delivered from the wife, which will be long and exciting. In the husband's mind. This does not mean that the husband is physically ill, but caused by mental tension."

Qing Huan left the consulting room with a clear heart, but still confused.

What is clear is that this reaction is not that he is sick, but mental tension, which caused the stomach and intestines to convulse, which led to vomiting; what is perplexing is—why does he only feel that he cannot accept Ziheng's touch?At that moment, the person in my mind was my younger brother Qing Jin?
Thinking of the intimacy between her younger brother and herself, Qing Huan didn't feel guilty in her heart, but felt that it seemed to be a matter of course-could it have happened before?Could it be that she was really with her younger brother...

Qing Huan drove to the cemetery in a daze.

The mountains are green and green, and the pine wind is blowing.Qing Jin looked at her on the cold tombstone and smiled quietly.

Qing Huan stared deeply at Qing Jin.What's in my mind is just the silhouette of Qing Jin when he was a teenager.Scene after scene, frame by frame, the boy in white is smiling brightly—but why, no recent memory?

"Ma'am, are you a relative of the deceased?" An old cleaner asked softly behind him.

Qing Huan looked back and nodded, "Yes, I am his sister."

"Oh, then I may trouble you to take this thing away..." the old man said as he took out a thick magazine.Hundreds of pages, full-color printing on 16K high-grade thin coated paper.The old man smiled apologetically, "We all understand that everyone misses the deceased, and we wish to enshrine everything in front of his tomb—but this is paper, which is too easy to cause fire, so we can't leave it in front of the tombstone, please Take it back, or cremate it yourself and give it to the deceased, or just bury it under the ground. He has knowledge underground and will definitely understand your mind."

Qing Huan was stunned holding the magazine.This is a magazine from a year ago. It is the largest international fashion magazine "V". At present, this magazine has not entered China, and there is no simplified Chinese version...so this magazine should be sent back from abroad!
A fashion magazine, and some memories come to me. BJ's photos, all kinds of "E" magazines, all are like floods rushing through the gate of the reservoir, coming in a mighty rush!

Qing Huan opened the magazine tremblingly—God!What did she see, what did she see!The large color picture on the second cover turned out to be a promotional photo of a retro costume—dark green velvet and golden tassels. The model blinked the lazy and green eyes like a cat, and looked charmingly but slightly arrogantly. Looking at Qing Huan outside the picture...

This skirt, this skirt—yes, it is very similar to Scarlett's long dress in "Gone with the Wind", but it is even more similar—Qing Jin gave her the New Year's party with her own hands Made that dress!

The pine wind gusts, passing by the hairline; in Qing Huan's heart, the river is surging, and the waves are crashing on the shore.

That night's long dress, that night's hand-holding duet, that night's trembling first kiss backstage, that night - that evil boy ignored her tears and captured her body amidst the colorful fireworks... …

It turned out that they were all Qing Jin, and it turned out that there was only Qing Jin!
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Qing Huan ran frantically.The cemetery built along the hillside extends layer by layer like terraced fields; Qing Huan doesn't care about his feet at all, and almost falls from the upper layer several times...

She wanted to know, she wanted to know - such a coincidence would never exist in this world, even if the dress in the magazine looked exactly like the one in "Gone with the Wind", some details were handled by Qing Jin! ——But the magazine was published a year ago, but Qing Jin has been dead for a year and a half!How could there be such a coincidence!

She's going to find this designer, she's going to see him for herself!

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When I got home, it was already night.Qing Huan held back tears to see the child.The room was quiet, apparently the little guy had fallen asleep.Qing Huan gently pushed open the door, and in the dim bedside light, Xiao Muyang fell asleep contentedly, her little mouth was still working hard, as if she was sucking milk... Beside the little guy, Ziheng curled up Protecting the little man with his body, wronging himself, and leaving all the comfort to the child—Ziheng also fell asleep, but his hand was still subconsciously patting Mu Yang's little PP, and Mu Yang was also extremely happy Lifting her little feet on Ziheng's waist...

The tears that Qing Huan tried to hold back just now suddenly burst out.Everything in front of her is such a harmonious and warm picture, she really can't bear to break it...

There is a question in my heart: who does this child belong to, and whose is it!She remembered some memories with Qing Jin, but she couldn't remember the most recent episode, but she didn't dare to delve into everything about Mu Yang!
In the head, there is a deep pain.It seems that as long as she thinks about Mu Yang's life experience, that part will hurt crazily——the pain made her almost faint!
In the dense light, Ziheng slowly woke up.Putting up his fingers to remind Qing Huan not to make a sound, he moved the little guy's little feet away with utmost care, and he stepped back from the bed very slowly, for fear of disturbing the little guy...

In the living room, Qing Huan cried, "Ziheng, I think, go abroad..."

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[Next update: around 12 o'clock. 】

(End of this chapter)