sick wife

Fengxin's limbs were heavy and weak, a feeling of suffocation was slowly devouring her oxygen, she was trapped in the endless fog, the soles of her feet suddenly stepped on the ground, weightless physically and mentally, she suddenly woke up.

She opened her eyes, and what she saw was an idyllic light green ceiling.

This is a strange home, but also a familiar home.

Feng Xin sat up from the bed, she was the only one in the whole bed, looking at the familiar decorations around her, her heart felt as if someone had pinched her heart tightly, she was indescribably uncomfortable.

She lifted the quilt and walked to the dressing table. In the mirror, the woman's shoulder-length hair was slightly curled, and her skin without makeup was not very shiny. If you look closely, there are still a few strands of white hair hidden between the black hair, although not much , but also dazzling enough.

Feng Xin was in a trance, her hand couldn't help touching the mirror, the cold touch made her tremble.

From Shu...

She searched in the room, and the door in the living room was opened at some point, and she was the only one in the whole house.

It was snowing heavily outside.

She went out like this, and she would pass out in less than 10 minutes.

Feng Xin contacted the property management to adjust the monitoring, put on a thick padded jacket and snow boots, went to the security room, and clearly saw from the monitoring that Shang Congshu ran out at three o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, Shang Congshu didn't do anything stupid, he was wearing a cotton padded jacket, so he wouldn't be so cold, he didn't take anything, just hugged a doll.

Feng Xin was in a hurry, and followed the direction, looking for street shops to ask to see the surveillance cameras every once in a while, and followed the traces.

They are not surprised, this is not the first time Fengxin has used this method to find someone.

Feng Xin found the night from the morning, and finally saw Shang Congshu walking towards the West Lake on a surveillance camera.

Today, the eaves of buildings in the entire scenic area are covered with Kaikai snow, and the lake is also frozen.

Feng Xin was about to die, if Shang Congshu ran to play on the ice, he would be in danger of falling into the lake.

She was more worried about this, and the first thing she went to was the lake, which finally allowed her to find someone.

Shang Congshu did go to the lake to play, but he didn't stand on the ice. In the lake pavilion, he sat on a stone bench in a daze. hot.

Feng Xin walked the bridge ladder for 1 minute to the pavilion, looked at Shang Congshu, finally squatted down, and pulled Shang Congshu's trousers down a little to cover his frozen ankles exposed outside.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Xin asked, steaming with both hands, covering Shang Congshu's ears and rubbing the heat.

Shang Congshu didn't speak, moved his position, and continued to watch.

Feng Xin followed her gaze, and saw a few little sparrows standing on the dry branches and snuggling up.

Did Cong Shu come to West Lake just to see these things?

"Do you want to raise two..." Feng Xin's face froze slightly, and she suddenly remembered the bird that ran away a few years ago.

They had raised them before, and then they flew away. No matter how she found the exact same one, Shang Congshu would always recognize that it wasn't the original one.

Feng Xin didn't mention it again, saw Shang Congshu's chapped lips, wanted to kiss, just leaned in, Shang Congshu turned his face away, walked to another stone bench and sat down, staring at the sparrow without taking his eyes off the whole process. Focus on Feng Xin.

Although Feng Xin was disappointed, she didn't complain, she sat beside Shang Congshu and watched together.

"Congshu, I had a very long dream..." She said to herself, regardless of whether Shang Congshu could understand, she just wanted to say it, "I dreamed that we both went back to 20 years ago , you are so clingy to me, you call me sister every day, we are like all couples, sometimes we get bored, sometimes we quarrel, you cry easily, I don’t get annoyed when you cry, I just want to hug you..."

Cong Shu really loves to cry, and couldn't grab the quilt while sleeping, so he got under the quilt aggrieved.

She has a temperament that doesn't like to admit defeat, she will play a rogue if she can't say no, and even moan and taunt her when she is unreasonable.

Even if it was a fake cry, her eyes would rain, which made her at a loss, and then she climbed into her arms and kissed her chin, trying to hug and coax her. After all this operation, she didn't have any temper at all.

It's a pity that Shang Congshu obviously heard what Feng Xin said, but he just ignored Feng Xin, didn't blink his eyes, and didn't react at all.

A branch couldn't bear the weight of the thick snow and was suddenly broken. The snow on the whole tree was shaking, and the sparrows were frightened and flew away.

Shang Cong's Shu Muran's face now had an expression, and his eyes followed the direction where the sparrow was flying away.

"Let's go home." Feng Xin said warmly, leading Shang Congshu towards the bridge ladder.

Lights were installed on the bridge every ten meters, and the road was not dark. Feng Xin was afraid that Shang Congshu would fall, so he walked very slowly.

Shang Congshu seemed to have noticed something, deliberately stopped, Feng Xin also stopped, she started to walk, Feng Xin took a step.

Before, Fengxin couldn't stand Shang Congshu's slow walking, and she always walked one after another with Shang Congshu, that impatience was expressed in her actions without saying anything.

It used to be a 1-minute journey, but now 5 minutes have passed, and they are still walking on the bridge.

Feng Xin didn't walk ahead like before, she held Shang Congshu's other hand and stuffed it into the pocket of her padded jacket, she said, "I'm so hungry, go back and cook shrimp wontons, okay?"

Shang Congshu remained silent, hugged the doll tightly with his empty hands, looked left and right at the snowy sky on both sides, as if he couldn't hear Feng Xin's voice.

That Snoopy is a bit old, even if the owner takes good care of it, it is still because of the age, the puffy ears are broken, washed and bleached, no matter how clean it is, it is still an old and rotten Snoopy.

Feng Xin was fascinated, it seemed that she hadn't bought a gift for Shang Congshu for a long time.

It was so long that she was shocked that the woman who used to go out to work and bring things to Shang Congshu every day when she came back would be the same woman as she is now.

At that time, she brought Congshu a bouquet of flowers, a small hairpin, a cup of milk tea, a lollipop...all of which made Congshu very happy.

Even if it is difficult to accept that she is different from ordinary people, her little gift will always give Cong Shu strength invisibly.

Feng Xin took a deep breath and smiled wryly, wondering if Cong Shu would be sad that he hasn't received another flower or candy for so many years.

She took the merchant from Shu into a shop that sells puppets. The heating in the shop is very good, and it is much warmer when you go in.

Shang Congshu saw Snoopy on the shelf at a glance. This Snoopy was newly produced by the government. He was wearing a Christmas hat and khaki plush clothes. He was very cool and cute.

She just looked at it like this, without reaching out to touch it, and she couldn't move her eyes away at all.

Feng Xin took this one off the shelf, hugged it in front of her chest, leaned down slightly, looked at Cong Shu with a smile, "kiss me, and I'll buy it for you."

Shang Congshu's expression was dull, he moved his fingertips, raised his hand several times, and put it back on the outside of his thigh.

Feng Xin's eyes were lonely, she took a step back, "Call me sister."

She doesn't want Shang Congshu to kiss her anymore, she just needs to call her sister.

But with such a title, such a small prayer, Shang Congshu couldn't even give it to Fengxin, he just stared straight at the doll in Fengxin's arms.

Feng Xin sighed, his nose was sore, and his eyes were hot.

"Nod, you nod and I'll give you this."

Like a cold wind pouring into her throat, it was torn apart and bleeding could drip.

"If you don't want it, I'll put it back."

Feng Xin made a gesture to put the doll back on the shelf.

Shang Cong opened his lips in relief, and made no sound other than breathing, and nodded his head slowly.