The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Xiang Qinglan lowered her eyes gently, and there was a touch of complexity in her half-closed eyes. If it was psychological, then it must be that matter, but, that scene was her nightmare, and she didn't want to think about it. The intertwined bodies, the man's roar, the woman's coquettish moans, and the wedding room that she arranged with her own hands, when she thought of it, it was like a sharp needle, piercing her heart fiercely.Again and again, the pain seemed to never end.

And she was very afraid of pain, so she didn't dare to think about it, really, she didn't dare to think about it.

"Miss Xiang, you need to cooperate with us so that we can find out your cause. Don't you want to talk again?" The doctor saw her hesitation and understood that he was really right.

A blow that loses the sound, how big is that, for people, there is an untouchable pain, just one touch, maybe it will be smashed to pieces.However, if she can't take this step, then she won't be able to find her voice again.

Xiang Qinglan stood up, but in the end she smiled apologetically at the doctor, not because she didn't want to, but because she really couldn't talk about such things.

The doctor also stood up, and the smile on his face was still very gentle, which made her feel no pressure, "Miss Xiang, I have a friend who studies psychology. This is his business card. The doctor took it out from his mouth. A business card, you can go to him, maybe you will find your own voice," I can see her refusal, but still hope to give her some help.A single woman with no voice can see how difficult her life will be, and what she needs is not a doctor like him, but a good psychiatrist.

Thank you, Xiang Qinglan bent down to the doctor, silently said her thanks, she took the business card in his hand and put it away, turned around, she took a breath, with a slight smile on her face Heavy, she also wanted to find her own voice, but it seemed impossible.

Walking out of the hospital, the sun outside has been very gentle, and wisps of breeze are floating on the surface, but her heart is still a little heavy, walking quickly, passing by passers-by continuously, until she reaches a house At the door of the boutique, she stopped in her tracks, fixed her eyes a little, and then couldn't let go,

There is a male shirt inside, linen material, dark pattern, hanging there has a very good drape, this dress, she will look at it once a day, this dress, she likes it very much, She really wanted to buy it for Qing, and always felt that it was very suitable for a man like Qing. Although Qing was just a big kid, she wanted to give him something that he was always lacking.

This dress is very good-looking and suitable for him, but the price is really high. She looked at her bag, chose between, and walked in. As long as she could see a clear smile, that, what better than that? all important.

Qing, now is the focus of her life, he has brought her a lot of happiness, although in a certain point, Qing may be her burden, her burden, but more, he has injected her life A ray of sunshine made her heart no longer so cold.

With his life, she felt that she was alive and alive.

No longer a wandering heart, such a painful heart is also healing bit by bit, growing up, and becoming complete.

Pushing open the door, the people inside saw her. Although they were a little surprised, they still greeted her warmly, very politely, but the smile was naturally very professional.