sick wife

This seems to be the first time they have separated so far, since Shang chose to stay at the school from Monday to Thursday, Feng Xin has not recovered.

The discomfort has not been healed, and we are separated again, so far away for so long.

During this period of time, when Feng Xin is alone, she can't help but think of the middle-aged Shang Congshu who froze to death in winter. She feels that the current life is so illusory and unreal, as if she will wake up at any time.

【Baby, I seem to be having a long, long dream...】

Feng Xin's eyes were slightly moist.

Shang Congshu: [Well, what if I wake up from the dream? 】

Feng Xin looked at the question above, and typed out each word: 【Go to the bottom of the bridge to find you, pick it up, and continue to take care of you. 】

She is afraid of the dark, hopeless and numb life, like living in the bottom of the sea, without oxygen, without sunlight, and icy cold.

But she couldn't leave Shang Congshu behind, if it was really a dream, she would do that, only that when she woke up.

Shang Congshu: [Wife, are you drinking? 】

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Feng Xin seems to be more afraid of mentioning it than Shang Congshu, basically he doesn't talk about it in front of Shang Congshu, and the sudden abnormality is probably due to drinking too much.

Drunk Fengxin, like a child, might cry while chatting, Shang Congshu wants to accompany Fengxin, but he can't do it, and the emoticons he sends are useless.

She regretted it a bit, she should let Feng Xin go to bed earlier.

Feng Xin: [Yes. 】

Shang Congshu: 【Quickly wrap up your little quilt and sleep. 】

She also wants to sleep, she can't sleep, she closes her eyes and sees the pictures of the past, in the scorching summer, but she can still clearly feel the snowflakes wet her boots, the cold wind blowing on her loose skin, it's so cold.

Feng Xin thought of Shang Congshu leaning against the window, looking at the snow falling outside, as if Congshu's world was only so small, so small.

Being confined in the house, no one takes Congshu out to play, no one takes Congshu to experience spring, summer, autumn and winter, what the eyes see is what the eyes see, the scenery outside the window, that small piece of land, is all that is known from Shu The world, day after day.

Feng Xin feels uncomfortable, no matter how sweet the life is now, she can't let it go.

She couldn't forgive herself why she didn't hug Congshu then, why she kept silent when Congshu asked if she loved her.

In the world of fleeting time, she is the thick winter snow, the murderer who completely crushed Shang Congshu.

Fengxin couldn't see the phone screen clearly, her eyes were full of hazy halos, she wrote, [Baby, I love you so much]

I don't know if I sent it out, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep.

Fengxin woke up the next day, his eyes were hurt by the dazzling sun outside the hotel.

It was noon, Feng Xin didn't turn on the air conditioner before going to bed last night, it would be a bit hot now, she turned on the air conditioner, dialed the number at the front desk, and asked the waiter to bring the food.

Their three meals are provided by the studio, and they have booked with the hotel. They had negotiated before, and they just dialed a number to say that the meals can be delivered, and there is no need to communicate.

Feng Xin lifted the quilt and found the phone that had slid down from the bed. She was used to waking up to give Shang Congshu a message. She unlocked the phone, and the screen stopped at the page where she chatted with Shang Congshu last night.

All I saw was a screenshot of the ticket. Shang Congshu bought the earliest flight to France, and it had already taken off.

Feng Xin was stunned for a few seconds, and after confirming that Shang Congshu really bought the plane ticket, she was both happy and angry. She typed a few words and then deleted them, planning to talk about them when she saw someone.

They are all so big, and they don't have any plans for how to do things.

For Shang Congshu's illness, he must have enough sleep. Can he sleep well on the plane?Not sleeping for half a day and one night, I don't know how traumatic it is.

After Fengxin washed up and ate something, she suddenly thought of the recently aired law-enhancing program in China. Last week, the video app sent a preview, which should be the adaptation of Shang Congshu.

She clicked on the video software, specially subscribed, and squatted for the first time.

At the time of the trial, there was no evidence to prove that Shang Congshu’s mental illness was indirectly caused by the car accident. Before the car accident, Shang Congshu wrote a diary on a foreign website, and he began to have auditory hallucinations and slight delusions of being persecuted very early. But I have no awareness of the disease and I don't feel that I have a mental illness, so I haven't been treated for a long time.

Therefore, in Shang Congshu's car accident, Luo Ying was the abettor. He was sentenced to three years in prison for the crime of abetting others to intentionally injure others, and the driver was sentenced to ten years in prison.

Shang Congshu didn't seem to care much about this, so he posted those manuscripts stolen by Luo Ying on Weibo, and now he is looking forward to the broadcast of this law-enhancing program every day, so that more people will know that these poems are from her .

In the evening, Feng Xin went to the airport to pick her up.

From a distance, she saw Shang Congshu wearing a red dress and double rose gold stiletto heels. It was the first time she saw Shang Congshu dressed up so sexy and glamorous. The Shang Congshu in her impression stayed at the same stage. Literary little lady.

She stepped forward to get her luggage, but was hugged by Shang Congshu.

"Did you miss me?" Shang Congshu asked, rubbing against Fengxin's chest, his voice was soaring, it sounded like he was in a good mood.

Feng Xin took Shang Cong Shu away, her voice was quiet and serious, "Why did you promise me? You said you wouldn't stay up late, and you would eat, take medicine and sleep on time."

Shang Congshu put his hands on Feng Xin's waist again, and retorted, "I fell asleep, I slept soundly on the plane, I slept for many, many hours!"

"..."

Feng Xin has nothing to do with Shang Congshu, "You can't do this in the future, I can't accompany you to play if I have to work, and there are still many business trips, you can't always ask for leave from school."

"Where is the old school asking for leave?" Shang Congshu originally wanted to surprise Fengxin, but he was told a meal, and he muttered wronged, "It's just the first time, so you assume that I will mess around again and again in the future."

Feng Xin always listens to Shang Congshu for small daily matters, now that Feng Xin has her own plan, which involves work attitude, Feng Xin doesn't like Shang Congshu making his own decisions.

Feng Xin frowned, "You all know I'm here for work, not for vacation."

It's not that she thinks Shang Congshu is troublesome, it's that she can't spare time to come here, and the place is unfamiliar, so she doesn't trust Shang Congshu to go shopping alone.

As soon as the words came out, Feng Xin was stunned suddenly, Shang Cong Shu Han often traveled abroad alone in summer vacation, and the strange cities he had been to were several times bigger than her, she didn't seem to have to worry about these things at all.

Even without her company, Shang Congshu can still go shopping and play alone very well. Shang Congshu's ability to adapt is much stronger than her.

It's because she thinks Shang Congshu is too weak, and she still stays in the mentality that he is needed by Shang Congshu everywhere... She must take care of him carefully and take care of him in every possible way.

A complex expression flashed across Feng Xin's pupils, she was startled, dazed, and forced herself to restrain her thoughts.

Shang Congshu's eyes were red, his voice became smaller and smaller, "I want to see you..."

Last night, she felt that Fengxin was in a bad mood, she couldn't hug her, and she couldn't kiss her. The warmth and softness given through the Internet was too weak, that's why she wanted to come to see Fengxin, and wanted to be with Fengxin.

Shang Congshu tugged at Fengxin's body, the dark gray shirt hem, and murmured, "Next time I come, I will ask for your permission. Wife, can you give me a hug?"

She raised her head, speaking in a soft and weeping voice, her thick fan-shaped eyelashes fluttered with small teardrops, and the tip of her nose was covered with powder, which was sour.

Feng Xin's heart softened, she was angry and didn't know what to do with Shang Congshu, she pulled him into her arms forcefully, buried her face in the neck, and deeply smelled the soft and sweet smell of Shang Congshu's body.

Go back to the hotel.

The second after the electronic door was locked, Feng Xin pressed Shang Congshu on the door panel, without even lifting up her skirt, she just separated it with her knees in the cloth.

He lowered his head and hurriedly kissed the soft lips that made her dream about last night.

The woman under her was soft into cotton, panting unbearably, her eyes full of spring, she wrapped her neck and entwined with her intimately.

"Sister..." Shang Congshu called out in a low voice, the high heels rubbed against Feng Xin's ankle, moved up and around, urging: "Hurry up, I want to hug my sister, hold her tightly."

She held Feng Xin's hand, and she held the fingertips in her palm, placed them on her body to comfort her, and whispered again, "I want to hug."

Feng Xin hugged Shang Cong and Shu's ears, breathing disorderly, "Well, it's so hot and tight..."

The voice heard last night, Fengxin made Shang Congshu scream enough today, from the door to the sofa and the window sill.

In front of the bathroom mirror, the shower rain falls.

In the evening.

Feng Xin put on clothes for the woman in her arms, and planned to take Shang Congshu out for dinner. She put on the clothes she took off three hours ago, one by one.

"Honey, you haven't answered my question yet." Shang Congshu shook his feet, watching Fengxin put on her shoes, and deliberately drew circles on the carpet with his toes.

Holding it in his hand, Feng Xin patted Shang Congshu's mischievous soles of his feet, "Huh?"

Shang Cong said with a warm face, "When I got off the plane, I asked you if you missed me, but you didn't answer."

Although he knew the answer, Shang Congshu still wanted to hear what Feng Xin said.

Feng Xin lowered her head and focused on putting Shang Congshu's shoes on, worrying that Shang Congshu's feet would hurt when he walked out, so he put a band-aid on his heels.

She answered irrelevantly, and suddenly said: "Cong Shu, I may never be able to forget the time when I was 40 years old in my life. I will always think about it and want to love you more every day."

If you can't forget it, remember it and keep it in your heart.

Loving Congshu a little more will not reduce her guilt, she is not trying to atone for her sins, she just loves Congshu purely and gives a lot of love, this is what she likes and plans to do all the time.

Shang Congshu's eyes were hot, and he gently kissed Feng Xin on the forehead, and said softly, "I'll just say, my wife is a very remarkable person."

Been doing amazing things.

This was true in the previous life, and it is also true in this life.