sick wife

The wind is howling outside, and if you open the window a little, you will be poured into the fierce wind, with snowflakes sandwiched between it, and it will blow you uncontrollably.

Feng Xin closed the gap.

Shang Congshu, who had been pretending to be asleep, couldn't help but sit up from the bed when he heard Fengxin's whispering words, stretched out his hand to hug Snoopy next to him, and stared blankly at Fengxin.

She is still angry about Feng Xin's confiscation of her little train, she doesn't want to talk to Feng Xin, and she is so naughty by Feng Xin that she can't pretend to sleep.

After thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of a reason, so she asked bluntly, "Where are you going?"

Why send her to a medical facility?

In Shang Congshu's cognition, Feng Xin gave her this house, and she wanted to go out for a breath of air, but Feng Xin was always in a hurry to bring her back.

Over time, Shang Congshu regarded this house as his own home. No matter how far or wherever she went, she would always come back and could not stay outside for long.

Feng Xin couldn't answer, so she held Shang Congshu's hand and tightened it a little bit, "I don't know, I just want to prepare in advance."

This way, she won't be really surprised, and Shang Congshu will have no way to arrange it. She didn't think about it before, and now she has the opportunity to plan more.

Otherwise, she was always worried that one day after she passed away, Shang Congshu would wander the streets.

Shang Congshu obviously didn't like this answer, she patted Feng Xin's hand away, her eyes filled with anger, "I don't want to go!"

She is domineering as if this house is hers, if she doesn't leave, don't be sent to a medical institution.

Shang Congshu wrapped the quilt around Feng Xin's body and pushed it, "You go."

Feng Xin lay on her side, propped her face with one hand, put her hand on the back of Shang Congshu's hand, before touching it, Shang Congshu quickly put his hand behind his waist, and belatedly hid the other hand stand up.

Feng Xin didn't force it, instead she put her hand on Shang Congshu's lap, "You really want me to go? You won't see me in the future, so will you look for me?"

Speaking of which, the dream was clear and clear, and vague and vague, Feng Xin wondered if Cong Shu had looked for her after her death.

Fengxin was afraid that if she could find someone from Cong Shu, she would be sad if she couldn't find anyone, and she was also afraid that if she didn't find someone from Cong Shu, the one who would be sad would be her.

She looked at Shang Congshu, waiting for something.

Shang Congshu's face darkened, and he repeated, "Where are you going?"

Feng Xin sighed slightly, Cong Shu should miss her, even if she didn't miss her, she would still think of her good...

However, she also had a lot of bad things about Congshu. She could still hear hysterical roars in her ears, and her mind was full of Shang Congshu crying until he lost his voice, lying on the ground, and being stimulated to retch physiologically.

Forget it, don't think about her anymore.

Feng Xin lay flat on the bed, withdrew her hand on Shang Congshu's knee, and put it on her eyes.

In an instant, the lights in the room were covered, and the vision was dim, and the skin on the arms gradually became hot and wet.

I don't know how long it took before Feng Xin heard a source of heat, and it was Shang Congshu who asked cautiously, "Where are you... going?"

Shang Congshu asked three times, his voice getting softer each time.

"Sister." She called again.

Even though his thinking is different from ordinary people, Shang Congshu has noticed something and is determined to hear the answer.

Feng Xin finally heard the call, she wrapped her arms around Shang Congshu in her arms, "I don't want to go anywhere, I want to stay by your side, and you don't want me."

Just chased her away.

Shang Cong Shu Mo remained silent, with his back turned to Feng Xin.

"Ignoring me again? Huh?" Feng Xin kissed Shang Congshu's hair, and with rare patience, slowly coaxed Shang Congshu to say, "Why are you so overbearing? I asked if you would find me, would you say so?" Don’t tell me, if you ask me where I’m going, if I don’t answer, you will lose your temper.”

Shang Congshu is not only domineering, but also has a big temper. There are many things she can do, but Feng Xin can't.

For example, sleeping with Snoopy in her arms, Feng Xin bought it with money, so she can only hug her comfortably, if Feng Xin hugged her, she would be so angry that she would drink 2L of mineral water, stretch her belly, and scare Feng Xin.

Shang Congshu was thinking, and there were two villains fighting in her head, making her dizzy.

She couldn't think of an answer, so she asked Feng Xin directly, "How do you look like someone who wants to stay by my side?"

Although her eyes were blank, her tone turned cold, and the heating in the room didn't work, and opening her mouth could make people fall into the ice cave.

She raised her head and looked out of the window, she couldn't see anything through the curtain, she just looked at it like this.

A woman who came back 24 hours a day and only hurried back at night to see if she was alive or dead, actually said that she wanted to stay by her side...

She didn't know why Fengxin suddenly changed, he gave her a new Snoopy, bought her toys, didn't show her a cold face when she wasn't eating, and went back to 20 years ago, when they were most in love.

So gentle, so gentle...

But she knew that these were all illusions, maybe one day her style would change again, she wouldn't go home for a whole day, she didn't know where to go, and she didn't know what to do.

"Congshu..."

Feng Xin hugged the person in her arms tightly, put her lips on Shang Congshu's ear, and begged in pain, "I'm sorry, forgive me, okay?"

Those remorse and guilt were tormenting Fengxin deeply, she couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or in reality for a moment, her bones and flesh were in purgatory on earth, burning her internal organs.

Feng Xin felt very uncomfortable, and she collapsed both mentally and psychologically. She hugged Shang Congshu and snuggled up, "I think you love me, care about me, and treat me as a lover..."

She hadn't cried for a long time, since she and Shang Congshu tortured and numbed each other, it was as if she had no tears.

Today, for some reason, she couldn't control her eyes, and tears flowed. She didn't want to scare Cong Shu, so she just closed her eyes and leaned gently on the back of Cong Shu's neck.

Feng Xin felt the woman in her arms turn around, and one hand was stroking her hair, her movements were stiff and slow, but persistent, the same posture and method as she used to comfort Cong Shu.

Shang Congshu is a mirror, what Feng Xin looks like, Shang Congshu looks like, Feng Xin has a ferocious face, she will also become fierce and indifferent, Feng Xin is gentle, so will she.

But Shang Congshu was ill, the appearance of Feng Xin reflected by her would always be slower, slowly, although it was late, it would not disappear.