sick wife

Chapter 17, Blame

Feng Xin woke up, it was dark outside, she had a headache that was about to burst, subconsciously touched her face with her hand, the smooth and delicate skin was a symbol of her youth.

Is it just a dream...

She was in a trance, unable to recover for a long time, her mind was full of images of Shang Congshu hugging her corpse to keep warm in the winter night.

"Congshu." Feng Xin shouted, got off the bed, did not see Shang Congshu in the bedroom, and there was no one in the living room, she was startled suddenly.

Feng Xin glanced at the unread text messages on the phone, it was sent by Wen Yu during the day: [Let's take Shu Shu home first, you should have a good rest—Mother Shang]

Her face turned pale in an instant, her hands and feet were numb, the blood was flowing backwards all over her body, her mind was in a mess, she could no longer care about anything, she took a small black backpack, and was going to drive to Shang Congshu's house to find someone.

Seeing that nearly brand-new motorcycle in the parking lot of the community, Feng Xin suddenly froze in place again.

In her previous life, she spent a lot of savings earned from part-time jobs to buy this locomotive. Not long after Shang Congshu had an accident, she took him over despite her parents' objections. She hadn't owned the car she wanted for a long time, but because of financial constraints, she asked a friend to buy it. Sold.

Feng Xin gradually wavered, didn't she always want to leave Shang Congshu and live her own life?

There is no need to move around because Shang Congshu fell ill late at night and smashed things to make noise, and he does not need to come back from work exhausted, and he has to bathe and shampoo Shang Congshu and clean up the mess at home.

Isn't now the best time?

What Feng Xin should do now is to go home and rest well, but she can't move her hands and feet, her limbs don't work at all.

She couldn't help but think, if she really didn't want Shang Congshu, what would Shang Congshu do?

Cong Shu's mother's family has inherited mental illness, and Wen Yu is also a little mentally disturbed. Will a middle-aged woman who can lock her biological mother in the countryside for decades and force the elderly to drink pesticides really take care of Cong Shu?

In the previous life, Wen Yu had personally said that he wanted to marry Shang Congshu to an old bachelor in the countryside, so that Shang Congshu would not have the opportunity to drag down his brothers and sisters.

When Feng Xin thought of when she was over forty, her face was covered with wrinkles, and home became the last place she wanted to go back to. On weekends, she would rather sit outside from dawn to dusk than stay at home and look at Shang Congshu's lifeless face.

The person who loves so much will go to the point of seeing each other and hating each other.

Covering her wet eyes with her palms, she squatted on the ground, physically and mentally tortured, and her back was wet with cold sweat.

She really doesn't want Shang Congshu anymore, if she really let her lose it, she can't let it go...

Feng Xin panted heavily, wiped her eyes, put on her helmet, and drove to find Shang Congshu.

She put on a white cycling uniform and protective gear. No matter how hot it was, it was hard to withstand the cold wind blowing for nearly three hours in the middle of the night, and her lips and tongue were turned white and blue.

As soon as she arrived at the destination, Feng Xin's hands and knees were stiff, and she almost fell.

Four in the morning.

Feng Xin called Wen Yu but no one answered.

She slapped on the door of the business, but she didn't notice the chapped skin on the corners of her lips, her eyes were sore, "Uncle Shang, Aunt Wen, I'm Feng Xin, I want to see Cong Shu."

Fengxin's hands are very stiff, and she has to use all her strength to make the sound louder. The gate of the business is a blue iron gate that is very common in small cities. Xin's hand hurts.

I don't know if the people inside were sleeping too deeply, or if it was done on purpose, Feng Xin took pictures for 10 minutes before the merchant opened the door.

"Why did you come here so late?" This was the first sentence Wen Yu said to Feng Xin when she opened the door, and she was still frowning upon closer inspection.

Feng Xin looked inside the room, but didn't answer Wen Yu's question, only asked: "Where's Cong Shu?"

"She has fallen asleep. Uncle Shang and I have decided to send Shu Shu to the hospital in the provincial capital to have a look." Wen Yu didn't intend to invite Feng Xin in, so she stood at the door without even opening the door. Willing to open up a little more.

Feng Xin was still clutching the strap of the small backpack, "How could Cong Shu sleep? Did you do anything to her?"

Shang Congshu regarded Wen Yu as a murderous maniac. After waking up from the car accident, he was very afraid of Wen Yu. Seeing Wen Yu shouting and screaming, in this case, tell her to sleep?

Wen Yu's expression changed, "Feng Xin, what do you mean by these words? Shu Shu is my biological daughter, will I harm her?"

Feng Xin felt a little resentful towards Wen Yu, and laughed coldly when she heard this, "Really? I want to ask, what happened to Cong Shu's grandmother..."

Before she could finish her words, Wen Yu suddenly rushed up to her neck and grabbed her tightly. She fell back unprepared, and her back fell heavily on the concrete floor.

Wen Yu suddenly changed into a different person. She didn't look gentle and dignified in the past. Her eyes were wide open, her face was flushed with emotion, and her temples were bulging with veins.

Shouting to Feng Xin: "If it wasn't for you, how could my daughter become like this? Shu Shu has been outstanding since she was a child. She could have found a man who was as outstanding as her to marry, and her life would be happy and happy. You are gay. You brought her thoughts and psychology to be abnormal, and you still have the face to come to Shushu!"

Feng Xin fell numb all over her body, her eyes were filled with tears from the pain, "I'm not abnormal, both you and Uncle Shang agree that I'm with Cong Shu, you accept homosexuality in your heart, why blame Cong Shu for his illness?" On me? I, I have been suffering...why blame me..."

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