sick wife

Feng Xin just sat on the sofa like this, watching Shang Congshu walk back and forth throughout the room, repeating the same movement over and over again, and finally went to the bedroom to put the semi-finished Lego in the refrigerator to freeze.

After doing everything, Shang Congshu was finally tired, walked around the sofa, and crawled into Fengxin's arms, yawning, looking quite sleepy.

Feng Xin hugged him firmly, and mentioned the manuscript again, "Cong Shu, do you still remember where you put the manuscripts of your poems?"

If it wasn't for the delay in going to the hospital, Feng Xin would have asked about it a long time ago. At that time, Shang Congshu was going to get it for her, which meant that there was indeed a manuscript.

Hearing this, Shang Cong ran into the bedroom comfortably, and came out again after a while, holding a music box in his hand, which was not foreign.

Feng Xin felt embarrassed when she saw this music box. She gave it to Shang Congshu. Back then, she didn't know what was wrong, but she actually gave this kind of gift that only junior high school students like.

Unexpectedly, Shang Congshu is very precious, and after moving several times, this music box has always been carried by Shang Congshu.

Shang Congshu pulled open the base of the music box, took out a piece of letter paper from it, and handed it to Fengxin.

Feng Xin felt familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

She opened the letter paper, and the first line of writing felt familiar. It turned out to be the love letter she wrote to Shang Congshu when she confessed to Shang Congshu. She actually has a sour feeling...

Before Fengxin could reflect on what she had written, Shang Congshu took it back after staying in her hands for a few seconds.

She watched Shang Congshu refold the letter paper with her own eyes, and reinstall the music box under her nose...

What does it mean?Love letter received from Shu Zai showing off with her?

Feng Xin wanted to take it over for another look, but Shang Congshu patted her hand, Shang Congshu grinned at her, and asked fiercely, "What are you doing!"

Abandoning the harsh words, he quickly ran into the bedroom.

Feng Xin checked that it was getting late, turned off the movie, and went back to the bedroom to coax Shang Congshu to sleep.

She knew that Shang Congshu's illness made it difficult to fall asleep, and the medicines he took had sleep-promoting ingredients, but the side effects of those medicines were so severe that Shang Congshu was half asleep, half awake, nauseated, and hit the wall with a headache.

Feng Xin tried many methods, and later found that most of the reasons why Shang Congshu couldn't fall asleep were because of different voices in his head, auditory hallucinations, and imagining that someone was talking.

As long as she interacts with Shang Congshu and asks Shang Congshu some questions, it can have a certain effect on reducing Shang Congshu's auditory hallucinations.

She opened the closet and found Shang Congshu hiding inside.

This action made Shang Congshu agitated, and Feng Xin pulled the closet back before the attack, but before closing the closet door, Feng Xin also got in.

"Let's play a game." Fengxin could only vaguely see the outline of Shang Congshu in the almost completely dark environment, she said: "Play a question and answer, whoever can't answer will go to hang the clothes."

Shang Congshu bargained, "Whoever loses will get out of the closet."

"..."

"Okay." Feng Xin readily agreed, not feeling overcrowded in the closet, "Then I'll start first? In which file do you put the original poems you wrote?"

Shang Congshu replied without the slightest pressure: "Not on the computer, but on the phone for memo."

Feng Xin secretly wrote down that the memo system usually has its own time, and it will be more convenient if it is made into a picture.

When it was Shang Congshu's turn to ask questions, she waited patiently, thinking that Shang Congshu hadn't thought it through, and she didn't rush.

As time passed by, Feng Xin almost thought that Shang Congshu had fallen asleep.

Shang Congshu asked in a low voice, "Ah Xin...do I have some mental problems?"

Feng Xin's heart skipped a beat, a little unsure of what to say.

Shang Congshu's voice was sad, and he curled up his limbs in the dark, "I often hear people talking to me, and passers-by suspect that they are talking about me, but you can't hear that voice, is it only me who can hear it? arrive……"

Feng Xin couldn't see Shang Congshu like this, and felt distressed.

Shang Congshu asked again, "If I really have mental problems, will I do something unreasonable? Aren't you afraid?"

Every time she wakes up, she doesn't have no memory at all. When she is doing trivial daily things, some pictures will suddenly flash across. She doesn't know if it is a fantasy in her mind or it happened in real life.

But in the past two days, this kind of memory has become deeper and deeper, and it is almost something that I have just done not long ago, and I can still remember it firmly after I can control my autonomous consciousness.

"Cong Shu! Alright, don't think about it anymore..." Feng Xin stopped suddenly.

She opened the closet and carried him out. As soon as he put him on the bed, Shang Congshu got under the quilt and covered his head, not a single hair was exposed.

Feng Xin listened to Shang Congshu sobbing on the quilt, as if her heart was being pulled, she pulled the quilt away little by little, kissed Shang Congshu's forehead, and comforted her gently, "Why am I afraid? Am I afraid that I will appear here again? ?”

Shang Congshu still couldn't accept that she would become such a terrifying person, she wiped her eyes and said intermittently, "But, but... I, I hurt you..."

She scratched Hua Fengxin's ear, and flicked Fengxin's eye with her hand. She didn't know what she would do if she lost control, whether she would intensify and make an irreparable attack on Fengxin.

Feng Xin wiped off Shang Congshu's crying face, hugged him into her arms, and patted his back to comfort him. She didn't tell Shang Congshu that these injuries were nothing compared to Shang Congshu's indifference to her.

Shang Congshu cried for a while, gradually calming down, she raised her head and kissed Feng Xin's chin flatteringly, the corners of her eyes were still very red, and asked anxiously, "Would you suddenly not want me anymore one day? Want to separate from me?"

She remembered asking Feng Xin last time if she would love her for the rest of her life, but Feng Xin beat around the bush and said nonsense that a lifetime would be a long time.

Feng Xin caressed Shang Congshu's face with his thumb, and asked instead: "If I really leave, how will you live?"

Shang Congshu's expression froze in an instant, and seeing Feng Xin's eyes turned cold, "So you are worried that no one will take over me, and I will be bound by morality, so you stay by my side?"

Feng Xin didn't want to lie, she admitted that most of the reasons were indeed for this reason.

If she leaves Shang Congshu, Shang Congshu will not starve, suffer from cold, or be forced to marry. As long as she lives well, she will leave without hesitation and live her own life.

But Shang Congshu's situation was very difficult, without a family to rely on, she would worry about whether Shang Congshu would starve to death if she didn't go home for two days.

"I'm going to dry the clothes." Feng Xin said softly, trying to make room for Shang Cong to meet quietly.

This sentence completely broke Shang Congshu's tense nerves, she suddenly became irritable, and went to the washing machine one step earlier than Fengxin, hugged the freshly washed clothes on her body, threw them under the TV, opened the drawer, Cut these clothes into strips with scissors.

The clothes were wet and it took a lot of effort to cut them.

Shang Congshu couldn't cut it open, so he used the tip of the scissors to poke a few openings, and cut along the opening.

She beat the hand holding the scissors to the floor, looked at Feng Xin with red eyes, and wanted to force herself to speak out in a brisk tone, but she was full of resentment when she opened her mouth, "Feng Xin, please find out, you are the one who dominates I, I don’t have anyone around me, don’t make it seem like I can’t live without you, and no one wants me without you. Just break up with me as soon as possible and stop the loss in time.”

Feng Xin stood not far from Shang Congshu. She had heard these words from Shang Congshu before, and she knew in her heart that Shang Congshu was speaking in anger. As long as she put on a pair of shoes casually, Shang Congshu will all crash.

In the previous life, she really frightened Shang Congshu like this. She was not made of iron, she was driven away by Shang Congshu even after being tortured to exhaustion, she also has a temper.

But now, she didn't want to do this, she didn't want to use her weight in Shang Congshu's heart to hurt Shang Congshu.

Feng Xin approached Shang Congshu step by step, and wrapped him in his arms from behind Shang Congshu.

Shang Congshu was like a little stray cat, trembling badly all over. He was so afraid of her leaving that he wanted to drive her away...

"Hey, you know how much I love you."

Feng Xin's words made Shang Congshu burst into tears suddenly, she was full of grievances, crying hysterically, her throat was about to tear like blood from crying.