sick wife

Shang Congshu cries easily, and he cries more often when he is sick. Most of the time, he is fussy, because of his petty temper that goes against his will. compromise.

Such a poor little girl crying quietly is very different from usual.

Feng Xin wiped Shang Congshu's cheek with the back of his hand, rubbed his thumb back and forth on that cheek, his eyes were full of distress.

Recalling what happened all day today, she tentatively asked, "Do you not like Tong Huai coming?"

In the past, Shang Congshu didn't like Tong Huai very much. I don't know if it was because seeing Tong Huai today affected his mood.

Even if you don't like it, it shouldn't be this kind of reaction...

Feng Xin was a little confused, and would not be able to find the source of the matter for a while, so she could only coax patiently, "She will never come here again. Don't cry, huh?"

Hearing what Feng Xin said, Shang Congshu's mood eased a little.

She put all the little entanglements in her heart on her face, her eyes were red, and her voice was as weak and subtle as before.

If Feng Xin wasn't close enough, with Shang Congshu's volume alone, Feng Xin might not be able to hear clearly.

The voice was pitifully small, as if it would be heard by a third person, she whispered, "...she is your very good friend."

Hearing this, Feng Xin smiled and said seriously: "You are the person I love very much."

In the previous life, Shang Congshu cared too much about her, so he was unwilling to talk to her about many things.

Fearing that she would be retaliated against, he fought Luo Ying alone for so long, but in the end it ended with such a sad result as Feng Bi.

Everything is kept in her heart by herself, even the house wine she and Tong Huai played with when they were young. How can life be happy?

Seeing Shang Congshu's reaction to her mention of Tong Huai, Feng Xin guessed that the source of this was probably Tong Huai.

His eyes were heavy, and he was thoughtful, "Did Tong Huai tell you something?"

Shang Congshu pursed his lips, lowered his head and plucked his fingertips.

He cried a lot just now, but now his face, the tip of his small nose is still red, and he looks dull and silent, like a child who is afraid of making mistakes.

If it were in the past, when Feng Xin questioned him several times, but Shang Congshu was still unwilling to speak up, the matter would probably be left alone.

If Shang Congshu doesn't cooperate, Fengxin won't be able to get the answer she wants to hear from a "dumb".

Now that she is reborn, Feng Xin doesn't want to let these things go by in a muddle.

If you don't even ask her, don't even give her care, those sufferings and heartaches can only be a pantomime of Shang Congshu alone.

Fengxin patted Shang Congshu on the back and comforted him along his waist, "Don't be afraid, tell me what happened, tell me, and I can solve the problem, right?"

Shang Congshu rested his pillow on Feng Xin's shoulder, his mouth was flattened, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xin rubbed his chin against Shang Congshu's forehead, felt the person in his arms twitch and tremble, and grabbed her heart together.

Those peach blossom eyes were covered with dark clouds, like an endless rainy day, with gurgling tears.

Shang Congshu sniffed and opened his mouth to murmur.

Feng Xin leaned close to her lips and coaxed, "Say it again."

It took a lot of effort for Fengxin to barely hear what Shang Congshu said, and she was slightly taken aback, "Did Tong Huai tell you?"

Was Tong Huai telling Shang Congshu not to shout so that Shang Congshu was afraid like this?

She hadn't paid attention to the way Shang Congshu and Tong Huai got along with each other before. In her memory, Tong Huai hardly communicated with Shang Congshu. Every time they met, Shang Congshu would cry out of control or hide in the room Can't get out.

Did Tong Huai do or say something where she couldn't see?Otherwise, why would Shang Congshu be so afraid...

"Don't listen to Tong Huai." With a heavy heart, Feng Xin kissed those teary eyes, and comforted softly, "What she says doesn't matter, don't listen to her."

Feng Xin put his arm under Shang Congshu's knees, picked up the little white rabbit that was trembling from crying in his arms, and walked to the table where the cake was placed.

Open the can and open the soda for Shang Congshu.

"Are you hungry? Have some cake." I haven't eaten all night, so I should be hungry.

She cut out a piece of cake and placed it in front of Shang Congshu, holding Shang Congshu's hand to hold the knife and fork.

Shang Congshu stopped crying, chewed and ate food slowly, swallowed warmly and slowly, and drank soft drinks in half-sips, quiet and obedient.

Fengxin doesn't like that Shang Congshu is too noisy, it will make her very tired, and he doesn't like that Shang Congshu is too quiet, which will make her feel distressed.

"Tomorrow, Tong Huai and I will look for a house." She observed the expression on Shang Congshu's face and asked, "If you are unhappy, I won't let Tong Huai follow, I can go alone."

There are many people outside, and the weather is still hot. It will be very tiring to run around to find a house. Feng Xin doesn't really want to take Shang Congshu out.

Shang Congshu held the soda can in his arms, shook his head and refused without thinking, "It's not safe to be alone."

"Okay." Feng Xin responded, just as she wanted to ask Tong Huai something.

"what--"

Shang Congshu suddenly exclaimed, the soda can fell to the ground, and the purple sugar liquid was sprinkled on his body, staining his skirt, and even his skin became sticky.

She stared blankly at the smudged sugar stains on the fabric of the skirt, and was slow to react, looking helplessly at Feng Xin.

General Shang Congshu's disease, from life to emotion, will gradually become indifferent, indifferent to others and himself, don't care about his own image, don't clean up himself, don't care about living and eating, no matter how clean people are, they will gradually become Get dirty.

If Fengxin doesn't clean up for Shang Congshu, Shang Congshu can wear the dirty skirt all the time.

In the previous life, Shang Congshu was always clean, from hair to feet, underwear and coat, his whole body was covered with a soft and fragrant fragrance.

This is also due to the fact that Fengxin has been cleaning up Shang Congshu for 20 years. No matter how tired Fengxin is from working outside or how late he works overtime, he will wash Shang Congshu's hair, bathe and wash his clothes when he returns home.

"Don't hug and drink soda next time." Feng Xin touched Shang Congshu's dazed face, with a gentle tone, without blaming anything.

Although he knew that Shang Congshu, who was ill, would not listen to persuasion and could not make sense, he patiently explained to Shang Congshu the reason why the soda spilled on his body, hoping that Shang Congshu could understand.

She took Shang Congshu to the bathroom, and was about to go back to the room to get a clean set of clothes, when she suddenly remembered that Shang Congshu got burned before——

Taking advantage of the moment when she turned around to look for clothes, she turned on the shower and turned the switch to the direction with the highest water temperature.

Hot water was poured from the shower nozzle, and the water temperature was getting hotter and hotter. The hot Shang Congshu was crying in the bathroom. When she ran over in a panic, Shang Congshu was still standing under the nozzle, his scalp was scalded It's red, and I don't know how to dodge.

Although it was discovered early and did not cause serious burns, Feng Xin was so scared that she couldn't sleep well for several nights.

Shang Congshu was even worse, he didn't dare to take a bath during that time, and would scream in fear when he saw Fengxin blossoming.

Feng Xin had no choice but to fetch water in the washbasin, twist a wet towel, and wipe Shang Congshu's body little by little. It took a long time for Shang Congshu to accept the rain shower again.

When she thought of these things that made Shang Congshu suffer, she still felt sad and her eyes were red.

Feng Xin grabbed Shang Congshu and wanted to take him to the bedroom.

Shang Congshu stood where he was and refused to leave, "Are you looking for clothes? I don't want to move, so I'll wait for you here."

"Lazy bone." Feng Xin chuckled, pointed to the shower switch, and said, "Turn to the red direction for hot water, turn to the blue direction for cold water, wait until I come to turn it on, understand?"

Shang Congshu was pissed off, and said confidently: "Of course, I'm not stupid."

"..."

Feng Xin thought about it, but was still worried, so she went to the kitchen and turned off the gas. As long as the gas is turned off, no matter which direction the shower is turned on, there will only be cold water.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Shang Congshu lying on the door frame of the bathroom, looking at her with puzzled eyes.

……

Feng Xin took the clothes, folded them back and changed Shang Congshu's dirty skirt, and put a non-slip mat on the floor, "Stand up."

Shang Congshu stepped on it with bare feet.

Feng Xin adjusted the water temperature and knelt on the mat. This posture is more convenient for her to rinse the skin with grape soda, poke her soft belly with her fingertips, and ask: "I'm not hungry, why are you not hungry?" What about long meat?"

Shang Congshu tilted his head, pondered for a while, held his breath on purpose, puffed up his belly, and said with a smile to Feng Xin: "I want to be a mother."

"No." Feng Xin patted her bulging belly, muttering to herself, "I'm tired of taking care of you alone."

Coupled with the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, what Feng Xin said was actually very vague.

Still, Shang Cong and Shu Minrui listened in, what she said was a joke, what Feng Xin said was true, even through the hot water vapor, it couldn't cover up the thick and indelible exhaustion.

Shang Congshu took the shower from Fengxin, and said calmly, "Ah Xin, I'll do it myself."

The bathroom was filled with hot steam, Feng Xin couldn't see the expression on Shang Congshu's face clearly, but could only hear the other party's depressed mood from his tone.

"Angry?" Feng Xin looked up, hugging Shang Congshu, "Sometimes I would numb myself, telling myself that taking care of you like this is very happy, very happy, but the moment I was so tired that I fell asleep on the bed, I If you are sober, you know that you cannot be paralyzed.”

She unhurriedly talked about the tiredness of those 20 years, holding the shower back in her hand little by little, "I will be tired, but... I have no intention of entrusting others to take care of you."