The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Shen Zhiyu held Xia Beiqin's wrist and raised his head slightly, his body soft like a puddle of water, looking at him with impatient eyes.

Xia Beiqin leaned over and kissed Shen Zhiyu's cheek, coaxing softly, "Goodbye, it will be fine soon."

Pull the light——

The little tadpole is looking for his mother. The little tadpole is swimming and swimming, and suddenly he finds a hole with gurgling water in it. Will his mother be in it? They scrambled to drill in, babble, babble, and all swam into the hole.

The next day.

With the sun shining on his cheeks, with a strong warmth, Shen Zhiyu slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to the side. He found that the bed was empty. Just when he wanted to move, there was tearing pain all over his body.

Really old, unable to keep up with the physical strength of young people.

Seemingly hearing the movement, Xia Beiqing rushed to the door, poked out a small head, and smiled brightly at Shen Zhiyu: "Mr. Shen, are you awake?"

"..."

Shen Zhiyu was inexplicably annoyed.

He lay on the bed, struggling to move, but the young man was full of vigor and moved freely, without any fatigue at all.

Xia Beiqing walked in and said grievously: "I want to make something for Teacher Shen, but I don't even know how to use kitchenware."

Shen Zhiyu smiled, his voice hoarse: "Let's order takeaway."

"Okay." Xia Beiqin sat down by the bed, reached out to approach Shen Zhiyu's face, and gently rubbed the corners of his red eyes: "Teacher Shen, you cried so loudly last night."

Shen Zhiyu blushed instantly: "Shut up, don't say it!"

Xia Beiqing obediently pursed her thin lips, leaned down, and touched Shen Zhiyu's head: "Don't tell me, Teacher Shen has the thinnest skin!"

It was already noon, and Xia Beiqin ordered a takeaway. Shen Zhiyu had no appetite, so he ate a little casually.

Filling up his stomach, Xia Beiqing carried Shen Zhiyu to the living room, and the two of them lay on the sofa to watch a movie.

Almost all of the weekend, they stuck together like this, without even leaving the door.

——

On the weekend, Yunci took Jun Duonuan to Gu Jingwen's place for a meal. Jun Duonuan bounced around in the apartment, making Gu Jingwen's brain hurt due to the noise.

In the evening, after finally sending away the two ancestors, Gu Jingwen slumped on the sofa, not wanting to move, when the phone rang suddenly.

It is an unfamiliar number.

After connecting, Gu Jingwen asked weakly, "Who?"

The man on the other end chuckled twice: "Did Dr. Gu remember me so soon? I am Doctor You who performed an autopsy on Miss Lin four years ago."

Gu Jingwen sat up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he held his phone tightly: "Looking for me...what's the matter?"

"Let's meet and talk."

It was getting late, Gu Jingwen casually put on a coat and rushed out of the apartment.

When I came to the arranged coffee shop, I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the corner from a distance. Four years ago, this doctor You performed an autopsy on Lin Ran and told everyone that Lin Ran died of his hypnosis, and that’s it. He was convicted.

Gu Jingwen clenched his fists, his steps were as heavy as lead-filled, and walked over slowly. He could hardly breathe when he saw this familiar face.

Doctor You smiled at him slightly: "Doctor Gu, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Gu Jingwen pulled the chair away and sat down, and didn't bother to greet him: "Just tell me, what can I do?"

Doctor You did not speak, and handed a document to Gu Jingwen.

Gu Jingwen took it, opened the file, and saw the four characters of the autopsy report, and the column of name was Lin Ran.

He raised his eyebrows severely.

This is Lin Ran's autopsy report, why should I show it to him?