Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

Chapter 150: Memories from the past 2

The dazzling purple sports car galloped on the road, and the low roar seemed to vent the owner's anger.

Qingqing sat on the mountain in the passenger seat, looking worriedly at his cold face.

The beautifully-lined jaw line is tight, and his lips are almost to be bitten depressively, and the hands holding the steering wheel are eager to crush them.

Qing Qing was very clear about her current state, she was absolutely angered to the extreme, and she was forcibly suppressing it.

It turned out that she was in such a painful life in the past?

Yes, Qingqing can only use the word pain to describe herself.

Obviously less than a day has passed, but she feels that every minute and every second is torture for'her'.

I'm going to change someone who can't bear it, I'm afraid...

Boom——Boom! ! !

Didi Didi...

Her eyes suddenly flipped, and the chaotic memory frantically attacked Qingqing's brain, causing her to cover her head in pain and wailing.

Gu Qingqing had a car accident, but in her memory, there was another terrifying loud noise.

As if time and space overlap, the chaotic sense of confusion made her passively plunge into a blank.

When he woke up again, he opened his eyes and came to a hospital.

The person lying on the hospital bed is not Qingqing, but Gu Qingqing.

It turns out that this dream has not yet woken up.

Gu Qingqing fell on the hospital bed pale, with bandages wrapped around his body.

Fortunately, the person did not suffer much injury.

She heard the rumors of the kind people who brought her to the hospital, and knew that she was hit because the owner of another car was driving while drunk, and she just suffered an unsuspecting disaster.

The doctor in the hospital asked her to notify her family to take care of her.

Gu Qingqing stretched out his undamaged arm, picked up the phone, and subconsciously called her husband first.

"Hey...."

A familiar male voice came across the phone, Fu Heng's assistant.

"It's me." The weak voice that should have been concealed by the compulsively pretended cold arrogance made it so that the assistant who didn't know much about Qing Qing couldn't notice the slightest difference.

It seems that Gu Qingqing has long been accustomed to checking the post, and the assistant consciously reported the whereabouts of his boss to Gu Qingqing.

"Madam, the chairman has something to do in the afternoon, and he rushed to a foreign country for business trip. He should be on the plane now, it is not convenient to answer the phone."

And the one left is a spare number, which is specially used for emergency needs at this moment.

"..." Gu Qingqing was silent.

Electricity

The assistant on the opposite side waited for a long time, but could only hear the shallow breathing, worried that the chairman’s wife would have something, and could not help cautiously suggesting: "Madam, if you have anything, you can tell me and wait for the chairman to get down fly...."

"Pop! Dududu..."

The phone hangs up crisply.

The unidentified assistant can only lament that his wife's temper is getting worse and worse, guessing that it may be that the menopause is approaching, and then he left the matter behind, getting busy and even forgot to report to the chairman.

On the other side of the hospital, Gu Qingqing held the awkward and polite eyes of the doctor and nurse, and made another call.

This time it was for my eldest son.

The phone rang for a long time before being connected, but what came out was the tired voice of the older son: "Mom?"

"...Are you sleeping?" The words that had been prepared suddenly couldn't be said.

"Well, recently I spent a few nights for a project case and just fell asleep." Fu Sijin didn't hide it.

"Then you have a good rest, mother will not disturb..."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Qing encountered the situation the assistant had just encountered.

She was hung up.

Maybe it's just that the child is too tired, so go to bed in a hurry.

Gu Qingqing could only comfort herself in this way, but the Qingqing who was connected with her couldn't help but grasp the clothes on her chest, open her mouth like a thirsty fish, breathing desperately.

It was so uncomfortable, the heart seemed to be pressed tightly by a boulder, so depressed that it almost exploded.

"This...Miss, are your family members..."

It is all because of the silence in the ward that the doctors and nurses can clearly hear the patient's call.

They have some sympathy in their eyes, and there are no poor patients in the hospital without family care.

But it may be that the other person looks too good-looking.

People are all visual animals. Seeing such a beautiful girl sitting alone on the hospital bed with her pale face left unattended, they feel a little bit distressed uncontrollably.

But this little sympathy was quickly broken by Gu Qingqing himself.

The short-lived fragility was only a moment, and she quickly picked up her proud and noble face again, raised her chin lightly, and stared at the doctor indifferently.

"Does your hospital have nursing staff services? I want to hire two nursing staff to take care of me. In addition, I will be transferred to the best ward here. It is too shabby."

Very good, plainly disgusted.

The doctor left the nurse behind, turned and left with a blank face, holding a black gold card in his hand, preparing to go through the transfer procedures and hire professional nurses for the patients inside.

The evil rich people are too jealous.

Gu Qingqing stayed in the hospital for a week, and Qingqing stayed with her for a week.

The time in dreams is not the same as reality.

The so-called week may have to go slowly day by day in reality, but it is just a thought in dreams.

She just thought, a week has passed, and a week has passed.

It was the day when Gu Qingqing was discharged from the hospital.

Unexpectedly, no one came to pick him up, no, there were some, only one of Gu Qingqing's good girlfriend, Han Weilan.

Does it look like a satirical movie?

Qingqing tilted her head, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the ward window, her fingertips unconsciously buckled the window gap.

The windows in the hospital, no matter how big, can't be opened completely. At most, there is a tiny gap that allows people to breathe.

Qingqing knew what this was because she had curiously asked the nurse sister when she broke her leg and was hospitalized.

The nurse sister said: "This is to prevent the patient from having an accident."

What can happen to the patient?

You know and I know this problem.

But Qingqing knew that this setting was useless to her, because no matter how she was, she would never set foot on this ruined road.

Unless you have a complete breakdown, it is clear that the gaffe has not yet reached that point.

"Tell me about you, why are you so stupid? Marrying a husband is like a widow. You didn't even see you when you were in a car accident and hospitalization. What are you doing with this big pig's hoof? New Year?"

Han Weilan helped Qingqing tidy up her things, while hating iron and steel.

Don't blame her for speaking so unceremoniously. It is really the husband of a good friend who has stepped on the bottom line every time. Several times, Han Weilan was so angry that Han Weilan almost raised a chopper to fight him.

My friend, who is so beautiful, was so ruined by others, I knew this...

"I knew that you might as well marry me." She was so angry that she couldn't help but to speak.

Even Gu Qingqing, who was upset, couldn't help being amused by her, "Come on, you dare to marry me, I dare not marry, auntie knows that she can kill us both."

"No, she has grandchildren now, no matter whether I marry or not." Han Weilan said carelessly.

However, she said this with a slight illusion.

Because her mother had been making blind dates for her recently, and even signed up for her a blind date without telling her, she was tossed by the teacher Wang every day.

Too positive. Arranging a blind date for one week, really...

What

There are so many wonderful things, so that she has a lot of knowledge.

Remember to stay away from similar top products in the future.

Hearing the grievances of her girlfriends, especially her bizarre blind date experience with every bizarre blind date, Gu Qingqing never stopped the smile on her face.

After laughing, she grabbed Han Weilan's hand and thanked her: "Thank you Lan."

Knowing that her best friend deliberately said this just to make her happy, Qingqing's heart was slightly warm.

"You wait, after the divorce between Fu Heng and I, if you don't want to find someone, I will find a suitable place for the elderly, buy a villa, and we will live in it together when we are old and live together."

"Okay, then I will wait for your villa." Han Weilan agreed.

Just as Qingqing knew her, she also knew Qingqing.

Knowing that once the word ‘divorce’ came out of her mouth, it was already a foregone conclusion. No one else would say anything, so I deliberately skipped this sentence.

Anyway, no matter what Qing Qing did, she would stay by her side firmly.

When the big deal comes, I will book her a room, and the sisters will cheer up together and not get drunk, and then weep presumptuously.

Qingqing looked at herself with complicated eyes and talked with Han Weilan, smiled and packed up, and then went out from the hospital together.

It seems that they are not discharged from the hospital, but just returned from a shopping mall.

Han Weilan still has to work, so she can only drive Gu Qingqing to the door of her house and let her enter by herself.

Gu Qingqing held her own things and waved goodbye to her, then turned home.

An ominous premonition suddenly enveloped Qingqing's body, and she subconsciously stepped forward and stood in front of Gu Qingqing.

"Don't..." She trembled violently when she heard her panicked voice: "Don't go in, please... don't..."

This is just a dream.

Moreover, it is a dream that is playing the reality that has already been experienced, so the development of the situation is not under the control of Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing was ignorant and went straight through Qingqing's body.

The two crossed by, overlapping for a moment, just like her small adventure, it was a short boundary of time.

After the crossover, it is the fading future.

Nothing can be changed.

Before the fingertips touched the closed door, the door was suddenly opened.

Fu Sishen, like an angry bull, ran out from the inside and almost ran into Gu Qingqing.

Gu Qingqing's willow eyebrows were upside down, and when he caught the youngest son, he just said, "What is this frizzy? Look at the way when you walk. If you fall, I will see if you hurt?"

"mom!"

The shoulders were tightly pinched, and Gu Qingqing's unrecovered face became paler with pain.

"Let go." She struggled to push her little son away.

"Where is the person?" Fu Sishen looked mad. He didn't notice his mother's painful expression at all. He just blindly forced to ask: "Where is the person? Where did you hide her?"

The roar in her ears shook Gu Qingqing's eardrums. She closed her eyes, trying to calm down and said, "I don't know what you are talking about?"

This is not excuse, she really doesn't know what the youngest son is going crazy.

"You lied to me! I saw it all, it was you who broke us apart, Mom..." Fu Sishen's eyes were red: "She is the only girl I have fallen in love with in my life. Why can't you fulfill me? "

"What is it done?"

Gu Qingqing looked dazed.

"Heh...no wonder..." Seeing his mother had been pretending to be stupid, Fu Si became coldhearted, and he began to hurt people without a word.

"You are so vicious, no wonder your uncle hates you, my dad doesn't like you, and my brother hates you even more. I always thought you were pitiful before, now... I just think you deserve it!

you deserve it.

The three words, like a heavy hammer, hit Qingqing's heart fiercely, completely shattering her heart that was already fragmented.

Falling to the ground staggeringly, Gu Qingqing looked up at her little son in disbelief, shaking uncontrollably.

"Do you know... what are you talking about?"

"Of course I know." Fu Sishen looked down at his mother from above, his eyes were colder than ever: "I hate you."

When the words fell, he turned and strode away.

I hate you...I hate you...I hate you...

A short sentence became the curse in the deepest part of the soul, madly torturing Gu Qingqing's body and mind.