Metaphysics milk treasure became popular after becoming an observer in Lianzong

"The children are gone, and I have gone up too. I have been in the guest room these days."

Gu Qingshu didn't intend to be alone with Pei Yuan.

During the time abroad, they also slept in separate rooms.

Of course she could see what the two children were thinking.

It's just that she doesn't want to try again.

Thinking about it, Gu Qingshu stood up, but there was still a moment of blackness in front of her eyes.

She resisted stiffly and didn't show it.

However, no matter how obvious she was, Pei Yuan could tell something was wrong, and strode up to her side: "Qingshu."

The man's voice is low and tender.

Gu Qingshu's nose felt a little sore all of a sudden.

She doesn't like herself like this, and she doesn't want to go back to the old days.

She doesn't blame Pei Yuan, but she still can't help complaining because of her emotions.

"It's okay, go to bed first, you've been busy all day."

When he spoke again, Gu Qingshu had already stabilized his emotions, at least he didn't reveal his thoughts.

Pei Yuan reached out to hold her arm: "You are not feeling well."

His eyes were firm, without giving Gu Qingshu a chance to refute, he continued: "I will not disregard your wishes."

"..."

Having already talked about this, Gu Qingshu couldn't say anything more.

Her eyelashes flickered slightly, she lowered her head slowly, and said in a low voice, "Pei Yuan, don't forget what I told you."

A light sentence, even falling into his heart like a feather, has a lot of weight.

Pei Yuan didn't answer directly, but just supported her: "Take you to rest first."

"I wish you could tell me why."

When going up the stairs, Pei Yuan suddenly spoke.

Gu Qingshu paused, then turned his back to him: "What's the reason?"

"Divorce." Pei Yuan took a step forward, leaving no room for Gu Qingshu to retreat, "You didn't tell me the reason."

"But you said yes."

Gu Qingshu did not say anything.

She felt that her thoughts might be too naive.

"Qingshu." Pei Yuan suddenly and solemnly called out her name, his eyes lowered slightly, and he locked Gu Qingshu's eyes tightly, "You know the reason why I agreed."

Gu Qingshu: ...

She was shocked.

He raised his head instantly.

"you……"

"I know you're in a bad mood, and maybe you can't control it yourself." Pei Yuan said slowly, "Your thoughts don't represent mine. With me, we just had a quarrel, and you didn't forgive me."

Gu Qingshu thought that she was hiding things well.

Because of this matter she never showed it, nor revealed it to anyone.

She endured it silently until the critical point, when she finally broke down and decided to divorce.

Pei Yuan hugged her shoulders, his voice was a little hoarse because of the strong emotion: "Qingshu, do you still remember the promise I made to you when we got married, and the promise you made to me?"

Gu Qingshu's body trembled.

Of course she does.

"Well, my separation from you is the result of my serious thinking." Gu Qingshu frowned, bit her lower lip, and let go, "You know, I was emotionally unstable after giving birth to Xiao Min."

"Later the doctor said it was postpartum depression." Gu Qingshu closed her eyes, and slowly withdrew from Pei Yuan's embrace.

"I don't know why this happened." Gu Qingshu didn't raise her head, as if she was talking to herself, "I don't know why I have this disease."

"I was very sad during that time, I don't want to tell you, I..."

Before he finished speaking, a hasty hug mixed with Leng Xiang interrupted Gu Qingshu's words.

The tip of her nose hit Pei Yuan's chest, and she gasped in pain: "Pei Yuan, what are you doing!"

"Sorry." Pei Yuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "I didn't notice."

Gu Qingshu was not surprised by this, and said half-jokingly: "How could it be possible for you to notice."

"Marriage has never given me more happiness than unhappiness."

Gu Qingshu really loves Pei Yuan.

But she seems to have lost herself in that love.

So I just want to hide, even if Pei Yuan finds a foreign country to follow her, she will be moved day by day.

Her heart is not made of stone, she will feel it naturally.

Pei Yuan shrank his pupils, pursed his lips slightly, and moved his hands to the back of Gu Qingshu's head, holding her in his arms: "You have done a good job, but I haven't worked hard enough."

Gu Qingshu finished speaking what was in his heart.

I can't tell what it's like in my heart.

Hearing Pei Yuan's reply suddenly, she moved her hands and smiled wryly: "You have done enough."

Whether it's looking for yourself firmly, or never leaving when you lose control of your emotions, it's enough.

"not enough."

Pei Yuan sighed: "I can chase you one more time, and you will treat us as if we were back in the past."

Gu Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Pei Yuan would say such naive words.

"How old are you, still learning from young people?"

Pei Yuan didn't change his face: "You are still young, just like when I first met you."

Seeing that he was serious, Gu Qingshu couldn't hold back his smile.

Unexpectedly, through a door, Pei Simin listened to all their conversations.

The boy leaned his back against the door.

My heart beats fast.

The blood in the whole body seemed to have cooled down.

Numb hands and feet.

He had absolutely no idea that he was the reason.

The mother suffered from postpartum depression for so many years after giving birth to him...

Why have I never found out?
Pei Simin tried desperately to find relevant fragments in his memories, but every time he could only find Gu Qingshu's smiling face.

Even as far as he could remember his mother was rarely sick.

Pei Simin looked at everything in front of him in a daze, his throat tightened up and down, and the bitterness was severe.

At this time, the little fish lying on the bed suddenly turned over.

Let Pei Simin's thoughts return, he walked up to her and patted her on the back reassuringly.

Xiaoyu didn't know if he had some kind of dream, his mouth opened and closed, as if talking about something.

Pei Simin frowned and bent down.

"Well...everyone together...not one less..."

The soft little milk sound is like a small lamp that lights up in the dark.

Pei Simin pursed his lips, covered her with the quilt, and made up his mind to pull the door open and walked out.

"Xiao Min." Gu Qingshu noticed him immediately, raised her hand and patted Pei Yuan, telling him not to speak.

The corridor suddenly became very quiet.

His mother's smile was the same as he remembered.

Pei Simin's eyes flickered, he didn't say anything, just nodded: "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

"Okay." Gu Qingshu smiled softly, "Mom will make you your favorite noodles tomorrow morning."

Pei Simin, who had already turned his back to her, froze, hummed heavily, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, entering a room in another corridor.

After closing the door and looking at everything familiar, Pei Simin regained his breath.

He sat down on the ground, raised one leg, leaned his head on his arm, breathing heavily and a little scary.

Over the past few years, he was wrong.