sick wife

The seemingly casual words made Fengxin keep touching the woman in his arms, using it as an outlet to vent his emotions, and it seemed that this could change something, "Don't say stupid things, I will feel guilty."

She spoke softly, but her lips were trembling.

Feng Xin dare not imagine, if wandering around is Shang Congshu's final destination, it will make her feel more uncomfortable than killing her.

Crazy Cong Shu, even begging is afraid of being aggressive, so why can't he just pick up what others don't want?Hungry, cold, homeless, how did Cong Shu survive the winter at the age of 40?

"Who told you to say that you can't die..." Shang Congshu muttered softly, sensing Feng Xin's unusual fear, a little annoyed at what he said just now, and swaying Feng Xin's shirt cuff with his small hand, "Let's go back quickly, shall we?" Okay? There are a lot of people here looking at me."

The feeling of being watched made Shang Congshu uneasy, and he could always hear many different voices in his ears, some people were talking about her, some people were secretly staring at her.

Feng Xin's decision to keep Shang Congshu here has been turbulent since the moment Shang Congshu said he was homeless, "Okay."

She went to the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of cloth shoes that Shang Congshu left at home, found out the pure cotton socks, held up the white and soft heels with one hand, and put on the shoes and socks for Shang Congshu as if no one else was there.

The movements are so familiar and natural that even Shang Congshu couldn't help frowning, people who don't know would think that Fengxin has done this for many years...

Feng Xin took Shang Congshu away without any hindrance, and Wen Yu probably didn't sleep all night, and she should have just fallen into a deep sleep at this point. Most importantly, Wen Yu never thought that Feng Xin would choose to take Shang Congshu away. Shu took away, most people would avoid such things.

Fengxin was worried that Shang Congshu's feet would be abraded when he walked, so he put down the backpack he brought all the way, and bent over with his back to Shang Congshu, "Come up, I'll carry you."

Shang Congshu lay on Feng Xin's back, took the backpack with his hands, and while pulling the chain, he asked curiously: "I see you've been holding this strap for a long time, what's in it, it's so precious..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and the silver chain was pulled away, revealing only a bottle of grape-flavored soda in a can.

During the day, Shang Congshu clamored to drink soda, Fengxin still remembered it, and took it to heart, the cold wind blowing for three hours brought it to Shang Congshu.

Even though it was an insignificant matter, Shang Congshu was still cared by Feng Xin so much, secretly sweet, with a cloudy face, he kissed Feng Xin on the back of the neck.

"Ah Xin, you are so kind to me." Shang Cong couldn't hide the smile on his lips, opened the can, took a sip of the soda, and sighed in satisfaction from time to time.

The moment the warm pecking kiss fell on Feng Xin's body, her limbs stiffened almost simultaneously, her face was bloodless, and her movements became sluggish even when she took a step forward.

Shang Congshu likes to drink sodas very much, even if he got sick, he didn't change his preference. In his previous life, no matter what occasion or time, as long as Shang Congshu wanted to drink, he would drink it immediately when he collapsed on the ground and rolled around.

It was raining hail that day, Feng Xin took an umbrella and took Shang Congshu through the eaves of houses, and bought soda at the nearest convenience store.

After coaxing him well, Feng Xin happened to contact a friend to inquire about a suitable hospital that night.

Originally, I just wanted to see if going to the hospital would improve Shang Congshu's condition, but when Shang Congshu heard it, he cried so hard that he threw all the soda in the refrigerator into the trash can, and made a promise indiscriminately. No more soda...

Perhaps it was because Shang Congshu thought in his heart that Feng Xin was bored by the hailstorm to buy soda, which made Feng Xin want to send her away.

Although Fengxin explained many times that this was not the reason, Shang Congshu never drank soda in the next ten years. Every month Fengxin would stuff six sodas in the refrigerator. A lot.

Cong Shu who can't communicate when he is clearly ill, and Cong Shu who wants to drink soda right away even when the hailstorm hits...

He would persist until he was 40 years old because he was afraid of being thrown away by Feng Xin, and he refused to drink another soda, completely giving up this hobby.

Now listening to Shang Congshu's voice of drinking soda and that satisfied compliment, Feng Xin lowered her head and looked at the ground, her eyes were dry and her vision was blurred.

"This little hobby can't satisfy you, how hateful I am..." Feng Xin's voice was hoarse, and the volume of his voice gradually became smaller, he didn't know whether he was speaking for Shang Congshu or himself.

Shang Congshu's eyes were full of question marks, he gently grabbed Fengxin's earlobe, "Oh, what are you thinking about!"

Feng Xin used the word "hateful" on a bottle of soda, it was too heavy, Shang Congshu couldn't understand it at all, and he didn't accept Feng Xin saying that about himself.

The gray sky is blowing a light cool wind, and it will be even colder when we drive later.

Feng Xin was about to go back to the store and bring out two coats, when the woman on her back drank soda and suddenly yelled, "Ah Xin, I'm so hot, I want to take off my clothes."

Feng Xin's senses became sharper, she turned her face and said, "You're not hot, you'll catch cold when you take off your clothes."

Shang Congshu acted like he didn't hear what she said, let go of her shoulders, and started to lift his shirt.

Feng Xin put the man off his back, held Shang Congshu's wrist, and patiently reasoned, "Can you take it off after you go back? This is a public place, you can't go without clothes."

This obstructive behavior interrupted what Shang Congshu wanted to do. She felt annoyed and irritable because of Fengxin's persuasion, and the soda can in her hand fell to the ground, her tone became sharp, "I'm so hot, I don't want to wear it." clothing!"

She pushed and pushed Feng Xin, while Feng Xin grabbed her wrist and desperately grabbed her clothes, her nails scratched the skin on her belly, which was swollen and reddish in the cold air.

Feng Xin had to work harder to stop Shang Congshu from taking another step, his hands were stiff, and he begged in a low voice, "Be good, please, I'll take you home first."

Shang Congshu gave Feng Xin the most humble appearance in his life.

But it didn't work at all, Shang Congshu struggled fiercely, and after being imprisoned by Feng Xin's circle, he shouted in horror: "Ahhhh——"

Shang Congshu resisted even more, elbowed Feng Xin away, and ran away quickly.

Feng Xin snorted in pain, stretched out her long arms, and firmly pulled him into her arms. Shang Congshu scratched her ears and hair, and she couldn't help raising her voice, "Did you see the bruises under my eyes?" ? I didn't sleep all night! I'm so tired, I told you that you can't take off your clothes here, why didn't you listen?!"

Shang Congshu is very sensitive to high-decibel sounds. When Feng Xin yelled at him a few times, his hairs stood on end, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, trying to escape, he grabbed and pushed Feng Xin, waved his hands indiscriminately, and beat him directly. To Fengxin's right eye.

Feng Xin shook her body immediately, circles of spots appeared in the field of vision of her right eye, and tears flowed.

She covered it with her palm in pain, and held Shang Congshu tightly with one hand, fearing that Shang Congshu would get lost, but Shang Congshu, who was ill, was not so strong, how could he control it with one hand.

After only a few seconds, Feng Xin was pushed down and collapsed on the ground. She got up quickly, and Shang Congshu had already run away.

Feng Xin followed the direction to look for it, cold sweat broke out all over her body, her right eye was scarlet after being injured just now, she didn't care so much, she picked up Shang Congshu's clothes in a small road, there was still warmth on them, she Walking down the path, he finally found Shang Congshu hiding in a taro field.

After seeing Shang Congshu, her facial expression relaxed.

Shang Congshu sat on the ground with his arms around his shoulders, his skin was full of finger marks from his own scratches, and when he saw Feng Xin, he muttered for help, "Ah Xin, what should I do, these leaves are so itchy..."

She complained that these leaves hurt herself, and she never mentioned Feng Xin's tearful right eye, as if nothing happened just now, and selectively ignored some memory fragments.

Feng Xin sighed deeply, pushed aside the taro field and walked towards Shang Congshu, and said softly, "Just put on your clothes."

Shang Congshu raised his hand, obediently matching Fengxin's clothes.

Fortunately, it is still early and the small city is not prosperous, so few people come out at this time, otherwise Shang Congshu might be in danger if someone bumps into him like this.

Although Feng Xin was angry, she was helpless.

She held Shang Congshu's face, making Shang Congshu and herself look at each other, "Look at me, my right eye is hurt."

The eye that was hit by Shang Congshu with the back of his hand still burst out tears uncontrollably and was very red.

Shang Cong Shu made a face, and stepped back.

"Don't be afraid." Fengxin's eyelids were hot, and he didn't like Shang Congshu's reaction to her, so he hugged him tightly, "I didn't blame you for hurting me. Want to be coaxed..."

Feng Xin is also wronged, if she doesn't get Shang Congshu's emotional response, if she is not cared about by Shang Congshu, what will she rely on to support herself?

No matter how painful the eyes were, it was not as hurtful as Shang Congshu's indifference to her.

She clearly remembered that when she lived to middle age, she would find a cook for Shang Congshu, ignoring her reaction when she returned home, and she was jealous like crazy.

He couldn't return her love, but used this method to draw countless notches on her heart with the tip of a knife, reminding her over and over again that any woman is more important than her in Shang Congshu's eyes.

Let her suffer from the pain of peeling her skin and destroying her heart.

Shang Congshu's eyes were glazed over, and he didn't show any expression to Feng Xin's fragility. He rubbed his arms together, obviously feeling cold.

Feng Xin didn't say anything more, and silently led Shang Congshu back to the store to get his clothes, then went back to the first floor, picked up the helmet and put it on for Shang Congshu.

She put Shang Congshu on another set of riding clothes and protective gear prepared in advance, pulled Shang Congshu up and put his hands on her waist, and said: "Hold me tight, I will be disabled if I fall."

Hearing this, Shang Congshu immediately hugged Feng Xin tightly.

Feng Xin remembered that when she was just reborn, she asked Shang Congshu about——

"If one day I go crazy, I can't use chopsticks for several days when I eat, stab a watermelon with a knife, talk to myself, and yell regardless of the occasion...Do you still love me?"

"Love, love Feng Xin who has become a fool, and from now on, the old lady with gray hair will also love Feng Xin, even if she is missing arms and legs, she will still love Feng Xin."

How could a woman who loved her so much become like that...