Even though Gu Baisheng tried very hard to resist it.

Song Shuang was still stronger than she.

She was pressed on the soft mattress. Her clothes were torn off in the dark.

The whole process made her terrified and lost.

Her insecurity just provoked Song Shuang to control her even more. When he suddenly hurt her,

Gu Baisheng remembered her first time.

Technically, that was when she was still Gu Baisheng.

She started crying dazedly. His kisses were so deep they almost suffocated her. She felt this experience coincided with Gu Baisheng's first time in every way.

It was fierce, aggressive, yet also careful.

She shouted out of pain, "It hurts... Song Shuang..."

Song Shuang comforted her and held her even tighter, "I'm sorry, Shengsheng. I can't control myself."

...

The next morning when Song Shuang woke up.

Gu Baisheng disappeared from the second bedroom.

She only left a light red bloodstain on the white sheet.

That splatter of blood looked like a little flower on the white sheet.

Song Shuang looked at the dried bloodstain. He rubbed his hurting temple.

He lifted the duvet and got up, walking straight to the main bedroom Gu Baisheng lived in.

The main bedroom was quiet. Gu Baisheng was not inside.

But sounds of water running came from the bathroom.

He leaned by the door, rubbing his temple while thinking about last night.

It was so vivid yet also hateful.

Who was this woman?

Can people come back from death in this world?

Gu Baisheng walked out of the bathroom in discomfort, wearing a robe. Her wet hair was wrapped up in a big white towel.

Seeing Song Shuang, she was startled. Before Song Shuang could say anything, she said quickly, "I'll pretend it didn't happen last night."

Song Shuang frowned.

"I know you were drunk last night. I won't ask you to take the responsibility." Gu Baisheng frowned. When she bent over, she still felt uncomfortable with her waist.

She knew Song Shuang put quality before quantity.

And he was so traditional about relationships that it was almost hard to understand.

Since Gu Baisheng's son died, he hadn't laid his hands on Gu Baisheng.

Under the pressure of the Song Family, Song Shuang thought about having another child with Gu Baisheng to make up for her loss of losing the first one.

But Gu Baisheng didn't let him touch her.

Song Shuang was helpless. He never forced her.

Since the kid died, Song Shuang hadn't had any sex for two years.

Judging by his performance last night, he probably didn't touch another woman in these two years.

Thinking about last night, Gu Baisheng blushed, and her heart raced.

She was also a bit scared of Song Shuang.

Seeing her being anxious to draw the line, Song Shuang nodded, "Ok. Since you don't need me to take the responsibility, I won't talk about it anymore."

Gu Baisheng was relieved.

Song Shuang turned back and left. When he was about to walk out of the door, he turned around and asked her, "How much do you know about Shengsheng?"

Gu Baisheng's lips went pale.

She thought, "I know a lot."

"I am Gu Baisheng. I know everything about Gu Baisheng."

But she couldn't say that. She could only say, "Not much. But when I was having dinner with Qu Xiaobo, Miss Qu had too much to drink and told me a lot about Gu Baisheng, including the cooking habit of Gu Baisheng and how she made sober-up tea."

Song Shuang's eyes darkened.

Did he really think too much?

Even though that tea tasted exactly like how Shengsheng made it. But maybe she asked Qu Xiaobo specifically.

"I already warned you not to act like her."

Song Shuang stared at her coldly.

Gu Baisheng was tormented by him for half a night. She felt uncomfortable, so she didn't have much energy to deal with Song Shuang's anger.

She just nodded, "I won't, in the future."

Song Shuang looked at her deeply and then left the room.

When Song Shuang just left,

Gu Baisheng sat on the bed covering her belly. She mumbled with an awful look, "What's going on? My belly hurts..."

Song Shuang did torment her quite hard last night.

But it shouldn't be so bad that her belly would hurt, right?

She gritted her teeth and rubbed her belly. Then she looked at her phone that was by the bedside.

It was about time for her interview. Gu Baisheng took a deep breath and tried to suppress her pain.

She then stood up to dry her hair. She changed her clothes and left.

...

Song Shuang had enough rest, so he canceled his break and went back to the hospital in advance.

When he arrived, all the female doctors in the department came to ask about him.

Most of them were unmarried doctors or nurses that had some ideas.

Xu Xi was one of them. She put the hot coffee she bought on Song Shuang's table, and she dazed for a second.

She asked him strangely, "Do you have a cat, Dr. Song?"

Song Shuang never had the habit of having a pet. Xu Xi asked him out of the blue, so he answered quietly, "No."

"Then why is there a scratch on your neck?"

Xu Xi stared at the clear scratch on the side of Song Shuang's neck curiously.

She was confused.

After hearing Xu Xi, Song Shuang raised his hand and touched his neck thoughtfully.

He suddenly remembered how he pressed Bai Shengsheng on the bed and how she scratched his back because of pain.

Her nail also accidentally scratched through his neck.

He thought he wouldn't remember much when he woke up because he was drunk last night.

But this morning when he woke up, everything that happened last night was as clear as the scenes in a TV drama. They turned up in his mind.

Her fair neck and round shoulders were all so clear.

Even though he turned off the light, he could still remember it vividly under the moonlight that shone through the curtain.

Her body was beautiful and fair like a mermaid being tossed on the shore under the moonlight in a desert.

She was so pitiful, yet enchanting.

He couldn't stop himself.

Most importantly, when he hugged her, her reaction in bed was so similar to Gu Baisheng.

His eyes darkened.

Xu Xi saw him drifting away. She carefully called him, "Dr. Song?"

Song Shuang suddenly came back to his senses. He said to Xu Xi, "It's nothing. I petted another's cat last night and was scratched."

Xu Xi nodded. She was still a bit worried, "You should remember to get injections if you're scratched by a cat."

"That cat was vaccinated. It's fine."

"You should get a shot anyway. It's better to be more careful." Xu Xi was very concerned about Song Shuang. Seeing Song Shuang being distracted, she added, "You should have less contact with this kind of cat that likes to scratch. They are usually very aggressive."

Song Shuang nodded.

At this moment, someone knocked on Song Shuang's door, so Xu Xi left the room.

It was Mo Shaoyan who was wearing a white suit.

Looking at how frivolous he was, Song Shuang frowned, "Are you here to get an abortion with your new girlfriend?"

Mo Shaoyan was drinking the hot coffee Xu Xi put on Song Shuang's table as if it were his. Hearing this, he nearly spurted it out.

He quickly took a tissue and wiped his mouth. He explained, "Stop laughing at me with what happened in the past. It was not my child. She was dating me, so of course, she would get rid of her ex-boyfriend's child. Otherwise, why would I raise his child? Do you think all men are like you? Just happy to be a dad?"

Normal men would get angry when hearing things like raising other's children or being cheated on.

But Song Shuang, who did that, didn't show a hint of anger when he was joked by Mo Shaoyan.

He just ignored Mo Shaoyan.

Mo Shaoyan was curious. He looked at Song Shuang's expression carefully and asked, "I have always been curious these past years. Why were you willing to take Gu Baisheng who was pregnant?"

"She's gone. Don't ask me questions like that."

Song Shuang said coldly, refusing to answer his question.

Mo Shaoyan was not satisfied. At the same time, he had his own guesses, "Honestly, did you date her before she liked Cheng Bi?"

"What's wrong with you?"

Song Shuang looked up and suddenly asked.

His eyes were beautiful yet cold. Mo Shaoyan was scared by his look.

Clearly, Song Shuang didn't like how Mo Shaoyan was talking about Gu Baisheng.

He was clearly unhappy.

Mo Shaoyan didn't dare to provoke Song Shuang again and again.

So, he said honestly, "I accidentally twisted my neck yesterday. I think it's the same thing as your new wife. Can you look at it?"

"Go to the orthopedics department."

Song Shuang didn't bother to pay him any attention.

Seeing how Song Shuang was reluctant to deal with him, Mo Shaoyan had to stand up.

When he just stood up, he saw the scratch on Song Shuang's neck.

It was a clear red mark.

Mo Shaoyan was a playboy. He knew what would cause this red mark way better than Xu Xi.

He sat back down curiously. His eyes were filled with an unspeakable complicated look, "Did you touch her last night?"

"Who?"

Song Shuang had been away for some time. Many patients he treated had been discharged. He turned over the medical history in his hand and didn't want to look at Mo Shaoyan.

"That Bai Shengsheng, the woman you just married."

Hearing that, Song Shuang didn't move his fingers. He looked up and admitted, "Yes."

"You... She..."

Mo Shaoyan didn't know what to say at this moment.

Everyone knew how deeply Song Shuang loved Gu Baisheng.

After all, he was willing to raise another man's child. This should be enough to prove his love for that woman.

This man loved Gu Baisheng so deeply.

Mo Shaoyan always thought that after Gu Baisheng died, Song Shuang wouldn't touch another woman in two years.

Yet in less than half a year, he touched the woman he just married.

And he admitted.

"She initiated it, right?"

Mo Shaoyan didn't believe that Song Shuang advanced on her.

Yet Song Shuang shocked him, "I did."

"What?" Mo Shaoyan was so shocked he was speechless, "Then she seduced you in some way, right?"

He must be seduced.

If not, how would Song Shuang touch her so easily?

Song Shuang was not like that.

"I was drunk."

Song Shuang's answer denied Mo Shaoyan's guess.

Mo Shaoyan was shocked, "She got you drunk?"

"What do you think?"

Song Shuang looked at Mo Shaoyan as if looking at an idiot.

Mo Shaoyan nodded. He knew Song Shuang.

If he didn't want to drink, no woman would get him drunk.

Similarly, if he didn't want to sleep with that woman, she wouldn't get her way no matter what trick she used.

Then, why would he touch Bai Shengsheng so easily?