Chapter 60 You are hiding something from me
Shen Qingqing's luggage was all in the hospital, and Jiang Zhixun was a grown man, so he didn't have much to bring with him.
There was no need to spend time packing. On the day Shen Qingqing was discharged from the hospital, the two took a bus to the county railway station.
In order to let Shen Qingqing have a good rest, I bought a sleeper ticket.
As the New Year approaches, many people travel back and forth.
Shen Qingqing's hands were tied and hung around her neck, and she walked in front with empty hands.
Jiang Zhixun followed closely behind with his luggage.
For fear that someone would bump into Shen Qingqing, Jiang Zhixun kept her in front of him all the way.
Use your body to separate Shen Qingqing from the crowd.
Jiang Zhixun was wearing a military green coat, with a tall figure and handsome features, and he stood out in the crowd.
People passing by would take a few glances at him, and noticed that the female comrade next to him had her arm fixed, and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.
People who noticed the situation naturally distanced themselves from them.
I’m afraid of hitting the injured and causing trouble.
Despite this, Jiang Zhixun did not relax and always kept Shen Qingqing within a safe range.
I didn't feel relieved until I got into the carriage.
The two beds Jiang Zhixun bought were bunk beds.
Shen Qingqing was injured and couldn't climb the ladder, so she could only sleep on the lower bunk.
There are six beds in a private room, and since everyone is going home for the New Year, several beds are full.
Jiang Zhixun has a strong ability to adapt. Not to mention sleeping on the upper bunk, even sitting on a hard seat for a few days has no effect on him.
But in this way, he couldn't keep Shen Qingqing in his sight all the time.
There are all kinds of people on the train. Shen Qingqing encountered a hooligan when she came to the Northwest.
Jiang Zhixun has already made up his mind that this time he will keep a close eye on Shen Qingqing.
Even if he went to the bathroom, he would stand guard at the door and would not give others the chance to harass Shen Qingqing.
In order to take care of Shen Qingqing more conveniently, Jiang Zhixun decided to switch seats with the man on the lower bunk opposite.
The lower bunk is convenient and you can sit when you don’t want to sleep.
The space between the middle and upper bunks is very small, and it is a hassle to get in and out, not to mention stretching your body.
The man was reluctant at first, until Jiang Zhixun took out a food coupon, and then he happily changed seats with him.
After putting the luggage away, he took out the book that Shen Qingqing wanted to read and gave her some snacks.
"Sit still, I'll go get some water."
If it were in the past, Shen Qingqing would be touched by Jiang Zhixun's thoughtfulness.
But now she just found it annoying.
Whatever he wants to do is his own business, he doesn't need to tell her everything.
Similarly, she would get whatever she needed herself without Jiang Zhixun having to arrange it for her.
Seeing Shen Qingqing's impatient expression, Jiang Zhixun felt as if a needle pricked his heart again when he realized that she didn't say anything only because there were outsiders present.
Shen Qingqing came to the compound when she was fifteen, and they got along pretty well in the following years.
Even if you want to divorce, there is no need to treat each other as strangers, right?
Jiang Zhixun felt aggrieved, but he also knew that he was the one who caused it.
He didn't even have the qualifications to blame Shen Qingqing.
Jiang Zhixun couldn't be humble, nor could he pester Shen Qingqing.
Even if he really doesn't want to get divorced.
She pursed her lips, but finally said nothing, then took the cup and kettle and left the private room.
Without Jiang Zhixun, whose presence was so strong, Shen Qingqing finally relaxed.
He touched the sling on which his left hand was hanging and stared at the receding scenery outside the window in a trance.
I don't know how much time had passed, but I subconsciously reached into my coat pocket, but couldn't find the little notebook I carried with me.
Only then did I remember that the little notebook had disappeared since the day I left the operating room.
I don't know if it fell at the scene of the car accident.
It was when Jiang Zhixun was washing clothes that he searched out the notebook.
If it is the former, then it is lost.
Although some small things are recorded above, the most important thing is to remind myself that I must get a divorce.
Now the divorce application has been approved, and all I have to do is return to Beijing to get the divorce certificate.
If it is the latter, Jiang Zhixun will see something he shouldn't see and things will be very troublesome.
Shen Qingqing didn't want Jiang Zhixun to know that she was sick. Although the truth could not be hidden, she wanted to delay it as much as possible.
At least get the formalities done first.
Again, she doesn't need Jiang Zhixun's sympathy.
I also don't want to use my illness to tie Jiang Zhixun to my side.
That was "oppression" of Jiang Zhixun.
It was also torture to herself.
Three years was enough time for her to see clearly the ridiculousness of this marriage.
No matter how outstanding Jiang Zhixun is, he is not the partner she wants.
As the New Year was approaching, there were many people on the train and Jiang Zhixun had to wait in line for a long time before he could get hot water.
For the past three years, he has immersed himself in the military camp.
He was either in training or on a mission, and had almost no private time, so he seldom thought of Shen Qingqing.
But now, after only being away for ten minutes, he felt anxious and just wanted to get back to Shen Qingqing as soon as possible.
Only when he saw her could he feel at ease.
Walk through the crowded carriage and return to the private room.
I saw Shen Qingqing open the box with one hand and look for something inside.
Jiang Zhixun put the water on the small table and asked, "What do you want? I'll get it for you."
Shen Qingqing didn't beat around the bush. "Have you seen my little notebook?"
Jiang Zhixun took out a notebook from his coat pocket, "Is this it?"
Out of respect, he didn't read the contents.
The fact that Shen Qingqing kept it close to her might mean that the things written inside it are very important.
Or maybe this is her diary.
Jiang Zhixun would never do something like peeking at someone else's diary.
And he was sure that Shen Qingqing would be very unhappy if he really did that.
Maybe he'll even lose his temper.
For fear that things might get lost, he put away Shen Qingqing's clothes after washing them that day.
Shen Qingqing snatched it away and looked at Jiang Zhixun with suspicion in her eyes.
"You didn't peek?"
Jiang Zhixun was amused by her suspicion.
Gritting his teeth, he asked back, "Am I that kind of person in your heart?"
Shen Qingqing didn't answer, but put the notebook in her coat pocket.
He sat back on the bed, casually opened the book on the table and began to read absentmindedly.
Jiang Zhixun looked down at her, "Are you hiding something from me?"
Shen Qingqing said in a light tone, "You think too much."
For some reason, Jiang Zhixun had a hunch that Shen Qingqing must be hiding something from him.
Her life in Beijing was very simple during the past three years.
Either go to the publishing house, or stay at home and occasionally go to the department store.
State-owned restaurants, cinemas, parks... She also went there by herself, but not often.
Stay at home most of the time.
Life is very regular and the social circle is simple.
Apart from my colleagues and people in the compound, I basically have no new friends around me.
Only the matter of going to the hospital had a vague air.
But when she came out of the operation that day, she was in a daze.
He asked her if she felt any pain, and she said no.
When I asked her other questions, she couldn't answer clearly.
Qin Wenqiang called him back.
He said he only heard that Shen Qingqing had seen a psychiatrist.
When he wanted to continue asking, the other party said that it involved the patient's privacy and was unwilling to tell him anything.
Qin Wenqiang also felt that it was not easy for him to dig deeper into the matter.
Psychological problems are different from physical illnesses.
If any private information was uncovered, it would be difficult to explain to Shen Qingqing.
Finally, let Jiang Zhixun investigate it himself, or ask Shen Qingqing directly.
Mental illness…
Ordinary people may not take it seriously and think that as long as there is no pain in the body, they are not sick.
But Jiang Zhixun has seen a lot and cannot take it lightly.
He privately speculated that because he had not been home for three years, Shen Qingqing was under a lot of pressure, which caused her mental exhaustion and needed to see a doctor for counseling?
When her parents died in a car accident, she suffered great psychological trauma.
If there is any more mental pressure... Even though she is independent and strong, she can be easily overwhelmed.
Shen Qingqing's eyes fell on the book, but she could feel that Jiang Zhixun was looking at her.
I don't know how much time passed, but he still didn't look away.
Shen Qingqing subconsciously raised her eyes and met Jiang Zhixun's gaze.
There's guilt in that.
There is also an inexplicable heartache.
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