After three years of marriage, she didn't go home? 70's Jiaojiao wants a divorce

Chapter 109 Coaxing
Shi Yu got married, and Shen Qingqing was unable to attend the wedding, but she sent her a wedding gift in advance.

He left Jing City at about the same time as Shi Yu, and calculating the date, he would arrive just before or after her wedding.

It's a Parker pen, very expensive.

Shen Qingqing didn't know if she would be able to return to her job as a translator in the future.

If not, let Shi Yu and her share shine in the field of translation.

Although she went to the doctor on time, she still lost a lot of memory.

The part that was lost the most was the one related to Jiang Zhixun.

Not only the marriage, but also the memories of the past eight years were forgotten by her.

If Jiang's mother hadn't mentioned it to her every now and then, she would have had no idea of ​​Jiang Zhixun's existence.

At first, Shen Qingqing felt embarrassed and mistakenly thought that she had let down other people's love.

It was not until I saw the divorce certificate at home that I realized that I and Jiang Zhixun had divorced.

Then forgetting him is a natural thing.

Under this psychological suggestion, Jiang's mother's nagging no longer had any effect.

Seeing Shen Qingqing forgetting the past day by day, completely forgetting her own son, and having more and more contact with Zhou Hansheng.

Jiang's mother was anxious.

Not wanting Zhou Hansheng to get close to Shen Qingqing again, he rented the house opposite Shen Qingqing after Shi Yu moved out.

If Qingqing doesn't go back to the compound, then she will live next door so that she can take care of Qingqing more conveniently.

This is to prevent some young men from always running around for Qingqing under the banner of helping her and deliberately getting close to Qingqing.

Although she knew that what she was doing was futile, Jiang's mother reminded her again and again of Jiang Zhixun's existence.

If everyone kept silent about it, there would be no trace of Zhixun's existence in Qingqing's eyes.

Jiang's mother was very uneasy.

But the doctor had no choice but to say that this was Shen Qingqing's subconscious choice and no one could interfere.

Watching Shen Qingqing forget Jiang Zhixun, Jiang's mother felt extremely sad.

But she couldn't do anything...

"Qingqing, today is the day our comrade is getting married. Should we call her and say happy wedding to her in person?"

"Tomorrow, she should be very busy today, so it's not good to disturb her too much."

Jiang's mother pursed her lips. Zhixun had not called home yet. If he was on vacation, he would definitely attend Chen Shaojie's wedding today.

Wanting to try his luck, he continued, "Then let's go after dinner. Their wedding shouldn't be a grand affair, so they'll probably be fine by the afternoon."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Jiang's mother was happy. "If you can contact Zhixun, you can talk to him. He will definitely be happy to hear your voice."

I was afraid that Shen Qingqing would ask again, who is Zhixun.

Jiang's mother spoke first, "Zhixun is your boyfriend. You've liked him the most since you came to the compound. You even went to the Northwest last year."

In order to avoid her lie being exposed, Jiang's mother thought about cleaning Qingqing's room and finding out where she put the divorce certificate.

She...is keeping it for Qingqing temporarily.

Shen Qingqing opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

I just feel a little depressed and don't want to mention this person.

She thought to herself, since they were so far away from each other, and since she felt uncomfortable whenever he was mentioned, she might as well break up.

So as not to cause trouble for yourself.

Without saying anything, he continued to hold the paintbrush and paint on the drawing board.

After falling ill, Shen Qingqing suspended her translation work and picked up painting again.

When I have nothing to do, I lock myself at home and paint.

Maybe she let go of some burdens, her paintings are not only spiritual, but also bold and vivid.

Jiang's mother doesn't understand art, but she thinks her paintings are very unique.

I said sincerely: "If the school needs an art teacher, you can teach painting."

Shen Qingqing's depression was swept away, and she once again put Jiang's mother's son behind her.

"Auntie, you are partial."

The word "Auntie" made Jiang's mother very depressed.

He forced a smile and said, "I never tell lies."

When she met Shen Qingqing's inquiring eyes, Jiang's mother suddenly felt embarrassed.

She just lied... Shen Qingqing withdrew her gaze and continued painting. Her expression was gentle and it was hard to tell whether she was in a good or bad mood.

Since her condition worsened, it has become increasingly difficult to understand.

It may be one idea today, but it may be another one tomorrow.

Fortunately, her temper was as good as ever, otherwise Jiang's mother really wouldn't be able to deal with her.

"Auntie, I can take care of myself. You should go back to the compound. Uncle and Grandpa still need your care."

"There are guards here. They are fine. Don't worry."

Shen Qingqing sighed secretly, "You have your own life too, you don't have to revolve around me."

She just has a memory problem, nothing else is wrong with her.

If you have healthy hands and feet, you don't need anyone to watch over you 24 hours a day.

Moreover, it would put pressure on her.

Her eyes were serious and her expression was solemn; she was not being polite.

Jiang's mother was inexplicably nervous.

"Am I disturbing you here?"

"No."

Shen Qingqing denied it quickly.

"I just don't want you to focus all your energy on me. You should have your own space."

The most important thing is that the more Jiang's mother invests in her, the more pressure she will feel.

Since we have moved out of the compound, the best option is to keep some distance from each other.

Of course, Jiang's mother couldn't say it directly. She had to keep an eye on Shen Qingqing to prevent her from being chased away.

I could only laugh it off and said, "I have nothing to do in the compound, otherwise I will come over in the morning to cook for you, and after dinner we will go out for a walk, and then I will go back to the compound."

Shen Qingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This is too much trouble."

Jiang's mother said guiltily, "Zhixun is not at home. Before he left, he repeatedly told me to take good care of you. When he comes back to visit, he will definitely complain to me if he sees that you have lost weight."

Shen Qingqing didn't want to hear these words.

She had a notebook at hand where she recorded important matters, and the three words "Jiang Zhixun" never appeared.

Even if they are a couple, their relationship probably isn't good.

Might as well take this opportunity to forget about it.

It makes sense!

Thinking of this, Shen Qingqing felt inexplicably better.

"It's up to you."

I will persuade her slowly later. The Jiang family lives in a big compound, and Jiang's mother will come home sooner or later.

Shen Qingqing was very sure of this.

"Are you still going to call Comrade Shi?" Jiang's mother asked tentatively.

Shen Qingqing's hand holding the pen paused.

Changed my mind, "No fight."

She had completely forgotten about that person, so there was no need to cause herself trouble.

Shen Qingqing has a good temper, but can be stubborn sometimes.

Just like insisting on divorce years ago.

It was the same now, his attitude was firm and there was no sign of wavering on his face.

Mother Jiang felt a little sad.

Question: "If Zhixun returns to Jing City, will you be happy?"

A voice in Shen Qingqing's heart said: Unhappy.

"I like my current life very much. If the disease can be controlled, it will be even better. I don't want to think about anything else."

Jiang's mother was not a fool and could understand the deeper meaning of her words.

I felt a chill in my heart.

She thought Qingqing, who had lost her memory, was easy to coax, otherwise she would not have let the boy named Zhou approach her again and again.

Now it seems that is not the case at all!

(End of this chapter)