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She took out these two tickets and waved them in her hands, looked left and right under the light, but never heard Feng Xin mention going to Holland.

"Is Ah Xin going to the Netherlands on a business trip?" Shang Congshu looked dull, and his first reaction was that Feng Xin was going to work so far away.

Then she thought, Feng Xin never travels far, she comes back every night, she hasn't been to other cities for 20 years, so it is unlikely that she will go to work in the Netherlands.

Then these two plane tickets belong to Feng Xin and her?

She changed the question, "Ah Xin wants to go to Holland with me?"

Feng Xin looked at her distressed expression, as if she was not very happy, "You have stayed at home for so long and rarely go out, it happens that I am on annual leave, and I want to take you to Holland for a while, don't you like it? "

She hugged him in her arms, and after thinking about it carefully, she hadn't asked Shang Congshu's opinion yet.

At that time, he was only concerned with preparing this surprise for Shang Congshu, so he should have set the scene first to see which city Shang Congshu likes the most and where he most wants to go.

Thinking of this, she changed her words again: "If you don't like going to Holland, we can go to other places. You can tell me what you want to see and hear."

What this said, it seems that as long as Shang Congshu opens his mouth, no matter where in the world she will take Shang Congshu to reach the destination.

Shang Cong Shu Huang flicked the ticket, thinking about something in his head, his eyes stayed on the ticket for a long time, before he said, "But you can't go home if you go to Holland..."

She wants to go home, not long after running away, Fengxin will bring her back, if she goes to Holland, she can't go home every day.

Feng Xin paused for breath, "It's okay, we will play for ten days and half a month."

Shang Congshu's eyes were helpless, and he wanted to go outside to play in his heart, but his mind conveyed to her the instruction to stay at home every day.

Feng Xin would get angry when she ran out, if she ran too far, Feng Xin would look at her coldly and tiredly after looking for a long time, even if she didn't say anything, all kinds of reactions would tell her that it was wrong to do so.

Feng Xin wanted to say something more, Shang Congshu ran to the bed, covered himself with a thick quilt, and was going to sleep before dark.

Seeing Fengxin enter the bedroom, she slid her whole body into the bed, leaving only her hair sticking out of the pillow.

Two seconds later, a hand came out from under the quilt, and with his fingers, he quietly tucked his hair into the quilt, hiding it back and forth, one strand after another, covering them under the quilt, for fear of being seen by Feng Xin.

Feng Xin came over and took the opportunity to grab Shang Congshu's hand when he aimed at Shang Congshu.

She didn't lift the quilt, she held Shang Congshu's wrist in her tiger's mouth and gently squeezed, "Baby..."

Maybe when she wakes up from her dream, she wants to return from Shu to the city 20 years ago, where she can go wherever she wants in the world, the scorching sun of Shang Congshu.

Hearing Feng Xin calling her, Shang Congshu lifted a corner of the quilt, looked up at Feng Xin from under the quilt, but still refused to get out of the quilt.

Shang Cong Shuchi asked: "...you call me baby?"

Feng Xin: "Yes."

This nickname, Fengxin, has been called many times before. It shouldn't be so strange when she is on the bed, texting and calling.

She carried him out, took Shang Congshu's hand and pressed her warm lips on the back of her hand devoutly and earnestly, "Don't be afraid to look at the world outside the window, where I am is home."

As long as Fengxin is there, no matter where you go, you are always at home.

Shang Congshu pondered for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that Fengxin didn't want her to go home every day, but wanted her to return to Fengxin's side every day.

She pawed on Feng Xin's body, imitating what Feng Xin said just now, touching Feng Xin's back and head, "Baby."

She called out, and she was addicted to calling, "Baby, baby, Fengxin baby..."

Shang Congshu suddenly thought of something, took Feng Xin's phone to unlock it, and tapped on the screen.

In the past, Shang Congshu would do the same thing, playing with Fengxin's mobile phone, often asking for help from Fengxin's friends list, sometimes saying that Fengxin is a bad person, and he was a witness who was caught by Fengxin, and then saying that he was the one. Feng Xin, Feng Xin who works in the company is a fake.

In fact, most of the time, I chat with the first person on Feng Xin's list. If I talk about Tong Huai, the other person probably won't reply. If I talk about Fu Qinghe, I can chat for hours.

Feng Xin wanted to see what Shang Congshu's identity was this time, and saw that the phone page turned out to be a Taobao page, and Shang Congshu was shopping for milk powder and feeding bottles.

Feng Xin: ...

After careful comparison, Shang Congshu finally bought a well-known brand of infant milk powder with a good reputation, and also ordered two feeding bottles, one blue and one pink.

Shang Congshu uses Fengxin's mobile phone to shop online, then walks up to Fengxin and hugs her.

Seeing that Feng Xin is taller than her, she insisted on pressing Feng Xin into her arms, hugging her with both hands and shaking her, "Baby, good baby."

This gradually deteriorating feeling...

This situation lasted until evening.

When Feng Xin takes a bath, Shang Congshu needs to check the temperature of the water and helps to wash, and when Feng Xin eats, Shang Congshu also needs to check the temperature.

For the apples on Christmas Eve, Shang Congshu had to grind them into apple puree before letting Fengxin start eating them.

Because of the bad weather, the milk powder did not arrive so soon, Shang Congshu was really sad, and said to Feng Xin: "Tomorrow I will give you steamed egg custard, and you can only eat this during this time, and I will replace it with a new one when the milk powder arrives." food."

If eyes could talk, Shang Congshu's eyes seemed to be filled with anticipation and Feng Xin shouted "Mommy"

Feng Xin suddenly discovered that it's not that Shang Congshu doesn't know how to take care of others, but that his thinking is rather weird, and he often thinks wildly, and his thoughts change again and again, and every time is different.

Before going to bed, Shang Congshu hugged her, fearing that she would be cold, so he wrapped himself in cotton clothes and a quilt, and wanted to turn on the electric blanket.

Feng Xin is really too hot, she wants to take off her cotton coat, "Cong Shu, I'm not cold."

Shang Congshu became stubborn, "You're cold!"

She buttoned Feng Xin's cotton coat again, not letting Feng Xin take it off.

"I'm really not cold, you're covering me so I'm almost sweating." After Feng Xin finished speaking, she felt that Shang Congshu couldn't understand it, and even Shang Congshu himself couldn't feel the cold and heat all the time.

She put it another way, "There is heating in the room, you dress me too much, I can't sleep, I feel uncomfortable."

Shang Congshu looked down, a little frustrated, sad that he didn't take good care of Fengxin, knowing that Fengxin was uncomfortable, he didn't force it anymore.

But she insisted on holding Feng Xin in her arms and sleeping on her chest.

Feng Xin was afraid that Shang Congshu would sing a lullaby in the next second.

midnight.

Feng Xin felt her face was wet and itchy, someone was kissing her face, over and over again, lingering.

"Baby, I love you so much."

The soft voice drifted into Feng Xin's ears.

She thought about ten thousand possibilities on Christmas Eve, but she never thought that it would be like this...

Feng Xin's cheeks were burning hot, her heart was beating wildly, she always felt that Shang Congshu calling her baby was not the same thing as calling her Shang Congshu baby.

She gently pushed Shang Congshu away, not accepting kisses in such a role, "Congshu, restrain yourself."

After a sleepless night tonight, Fengxin listened to Shang Congshu tell various Andersen stories, and Shang Congshu even asked her questions to see what she thought of the characters in the fairy tales.

If Fengxin said he likes the vicious queen in Snow White, then Shang Congshu would give Fengxin detailed psychological counseling, in the name of cultivating Fengxin to have a good heart of kindness and justice.

Fortunately, the next day, Shang Congshu was no longer like this, otherwise Fengxin would really be overwhelmed.

Even when he received the delivery of the milk powder bottle a few days later, Shang Congshu looked at Feng Xin in shock with eyes that suspected Feng Xin had some special habit.

To this, Feng Xin responded: "You buy it yourself, drink it all up, don't waste the bottle, if you bite a nipple and replace it with another, use it all up."

Shang Cong Shu snorted, made milk powder without any adult burden, and drank it to a good taste under Feng Xin's nose.

At the end of the month, they went to Holland as planned.

Feng Xin thought that half a month might not be enough, so she asked the company for a few more months of vacation, and rented a house in the town for two months.

After resting for a day, she went to the bridal shop to bring Shang Congshu to try on the wedding dress the next day.

Shang Congshu was a little shy, "Well, I'm already 40 years old, and I still dress like this..."

Feng Xin said softly, "You can wear it even at the age of 80."

As long as Shang Congshu likes it, he can wear whatever clothes he wants at any age.

She took Shang Congshu to the magnificent tulip rainbow flower sea in the town, where there are tulips of all colors and varieties.

The clothes in the bag, in fact, apart from the wedding dress...there is also a set of class uniforms that Shang Congshu wore when he was in college. The shirt has their school's logo on it.

Like when she was 20 years old, she picked up the video camera to take pictures of Shang Congshu, capturing his smile.

From now on, Shang Congshu's different beauty at every age will be frozen under her lens.

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