Hey Sir, We've Divorced

On the night of the birthday party, Qiao Shaoyun saw a lot of group photos of him and Pei Yao on the ship, but at that time, he was shocked and confused. He was far from seeing the photos he arranged in his new house of married life prepared by himself.

Pei Yao's face was young and beautiful, which made Gu Zhenzhen secretly sigh. She saw a painful expression on Qiao Shaoyun's face. She didn't know how to comfort people. For a while, she couldn't think of what words to comfort him.

Gu Xianbai went to Gu Zhenzhen, took away the photo frame and commented, "you look very happy together. Do you think of anything?"

Gu Zhenzhen turned to Gu Xianbai. His face was still gentle, but calm enough to make people feel indifferent. Maybe he raised such questions in such a stable tone at this time, which seemed too ruthless.

Qiao Shaoyun's heart is shrouded in a layer of haze. Every time he knows more about Pei Yao, the haze is rich. He presses his painful head and his voice is dry and hoarse, "no! I can't remember. I just feel... Very sad. "

He couldn't remember when and under what circumstances the photos were taken, what they did and said that day, and what kind of mood he was in to wash out the photos, select the photo frame, put it in, and then put it in the bedroom.

In addition to the pain in his heart and the acid in his eyes, he can't remember the little things between him and Pei Yao. This feeling is too painful!

Gu Xianbai was so calm that he was not surprised. He asked, "would you mind showing us around? Especially the master bedroom with a lot of photos. "

Qiao Shaoyun forced himself up and took Gu Xianbai and Gu Zhenzhen upstairs. The picture frame he took down returned to his hand again.

Gu Zhenzhen walked in the back without saying a word and entered the master bedroom with them. The layout of the master bedroom is mainly pink and white, full of romantic style.

Hanging on the wall is a huge picture of Pei Yao holding a bunch of sunflowers. She wears a white suspender skirt, her long hair is woven into a loose braid and placed on one side, slightly leaning her head, bright eyes and teeth, full of girlishness, bright and moving.

Delicate ornaments are placed on the milky white cabinet. Several photo frames of different sizes are almost group photos of Pei Yao and Qiao Shaoyun. Small ornaments are placed on the cabinets on both sides of the head of the bed, with a photo frame for group photos.

The cloakroom is full of clothes, shoes and bags of the current season, and the glass cabinet is full of jewelry and various matching accessories. It seems that someone has lived here, and will come in every day to select clothes and accessories, prepare them carefully, and then go out to work.

Pei Yao probably hasn't seen the new house that Qiao Shaoyun arranged for her, which belongs to the two of them, but the shadow of Pei Yao can be seen everywhere in the house. It can be seen how Qiao Shaoyun held a state of mind when arranging.

In this scene, there is a feeling that the more you look at it, the more sad you feel. Gu Zhenzhen begins to understand why Qiao Shaoyun chose to come here. He looks forward to the future life of the two people. When placing photos, he recalls the little things they get along with. There are indeed many memories left here.

"Do you want to talk here or downstairs?"

Gu Xianbai interrupted Gu Zhenzhen's sorry mood as soon as she opened her mouth. She put away her sadness and went to see Gu Xianbai, who was elegant and cold. She thought that the doctor was really ruthless!

Before Qiao Shaoyun spoke, Gu Zhenzhen made a decision first, "you talk upstairs, I'll wait downstairs!"

Qiao Shaoyun nodded in a trance. Gu Xianbai didn't object. He looked at Gu Zhenzhen and walked out. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and hooked the corner of his mouth.

After Gu Zhenzhen went downstairs, he stood in front of the French window and looked at the flowers outside. He dialed Jiang Shiyuan and asked, "how do you feel today?"

Wei Ming sent Jiang Shiyuan several suspense reasoning novels to kill his time. Jiang Shiyuan was reading half of one in his hand. "It's OK. You can leave the hospital in two days. How about you? Still taking time to rest? "

Gu Zhen said lazily, "yes! I will join the team in a few days. I can't rest later, so I have to hurry up and finish the work! I went out with Qiao Shaoyun today and made an appointment with Dr. Gu. I heard something from him. "

Jiang Shiyuan knew who she said Dr. Gu was. They had been exchanging information. He asked, "what's the matter? Does it have anything to do with Pei Yao? "

Gu Zhenzhen put her hand under the sun. Her fingers were already thin and white. It seemed whiter in the light. She whispered, "Pei Yao went to see a psychologist, but it wasn't doctor Gu's reception. It was his brother. The medical records were all there."

When Jiang Shiyuan heard her saying, he was not surprised. "The doctor Gu you said can't get the medical records?"

Gu Zhenzhen had to admire his divinity and sighed, "yes! He said they had a bad relationship. The patient's information was personal privacy and should be kept confidential, so he couldn't get it. "

Jiang Shiyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "do you want me to take it for you?"

"You are really a worm in my stomach," Gu Zhenzhen sighed. "But you are responsible for Pei Yao's case. Finding out the cause of her death is what you should do!"

Jiang Shiyuan sighed, and then said calmly: "Miss Gu Zhenzhen, Pei Yao's case has long been identified as suicide. We recorded a confession, checked the monitoring, and made many expectations of homicide, which are not tenable. In fact, now we know that she has seen a psychologist and got her medical records, which can only prove the possibility of her suicide."

Gu Zhenzhen was silent. No matter how many things they found about Peiyao because of Peiyao's death, there was no direct evidence to prove that Peiyao didn't commit suicide, but that he killed her!

"Ten yuan, the night you were injured, I had a nightmare," Gu Zhenzhen murmured in a low voice. "I woke up in the middle of the night. When I woke up, I called you, but the phone didn't get through."

Jiang Shiyuan's heart clattered and his voice tightened. "What did you dream of?"

Gu Zhenzhen pursed her lips and said softly, "I dreamed of the night uncle Jiang died when I was three or four years old."

Jiang Shiyuan almost couldn't grasp the mobile phone in his hand. He didn't tell Gu Zhenzhen the truth, the person he met that night, or that he thought of his father's death. Then he was distracted and stabbed by someone.

He said difficultly, "how can you remember things 20 years ago? You were young! "

Gu Zhenzhen regretted mentioning it, but she didn't know how to think of it. In fact, she didn't tell the truth with Jiang Shiyuan and Lu Yunchen. That night she had two dreams.

In addition to dreaming that Jiang Shiyuan's father was killed, she also dreamed of her father, but she couldn't remember what happened. Maybe one dream remembered too clearly and blurred another dream.