sick wife

The air conditioner in their house is basically never turned off in summer.

Some patients will do abnormal things, such as wearing big padded jackets in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and react differently to cold and heat than ordinary people.

When Shang Congshu was in a daze, he often wrapped himself up in a quilt and talked to himself in the summer, and Feng Xin turned on the air conditioner all day long, and every time he moved, he would consider civil water and electricity.

When they were very poor for a period of time, Fengxin could cut down on everything to save money, except that the air conditioner could not be turned off, nor could it be replaced by a fan.

Shang Cong Shu Yire would get prickly heat on his body, and it would be painful and red itchy when he sweated. No one would scratch his skin when he saw it, and he would scratch his skin and cry when he scratched himself.

Every time Feng Xin came home and saw this scene, she would drag her exhausted body to smear Shang Congshu's prickly heat, clean up the wound, and then clean up the messy home.

Thinking of the past, Shang Congshu felt uncomfortable for Fengxin. At his best age, he devoted all his time to taking care of her until middle age.

Sitting on the sofa alone, looking at the empty home, she felt palpitations. She was in a daze for a while before remembering what she was going to do now.

Send Feng Xin a document with a timeline, which records all the timelines of Shang Congshu from the first creation to the final draft, every revision, and every time the document is opened has a time record.

Feng Xin didn't reply, Feng Xin couldn't fall asleep now, probably read the message and didn't want to reply.

Although Shang Congshu was sad, he didn't post anything. He lay on the sofa and checked Fengxin's circle of friends over and over again. The latest post was a stick figure drawn by her, which was sent by her on Fengxin's WeChat.

Further down is "friends only show the last three days' circle of friends visible"

You can turn to the bottom at a glance, but Shang Congshu still refreshes frequently.

Feng Xin's message suddenly jumped out of the page, 【Are you watching my news? 】

Shang Congshu: "..."

Her thumb froze across the screen.

Feng Xin sent another message, [I don't have a spare tire, how could it be possible to break up on the same day, and the official will announce the next one?Don't look, go to bed early. 】

Before they broke up, Feng Xin said that she would meet Shang Congshu to show affection with her new girlfriend. Although it was all angry words, Feng Xin knew that Shang Congshu would really watch what she posted on WeChat.

【Are you sleeping at a friend's house tonight? 】Shang Congshu asked, she went to look for it on purpose, all the documents were left in the room, and Feng Xin didn't take them away.

Feng Xin: [Sleeping at the home of a beautiful school girl. 】

Shang Cong Shu Dingding looked at this message, choked speechlessly, and replied: [It's really good, remember to wear finger gloves. 】

Feng Xin: 【She said she doesn't like wearing this. 】

Shang Congshu: [I vomited. 】

After sending these three words, Shang Congshu directly deleted Feng Xin, clicked on WeChat settings, and turned off all methods of adding friends.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, calmed down, and suddenly wondered, no one in the family had contacted her during this time, and she learned about her condition through Fengxin, so shouldn't she be worried?

Shang Congshu looked through his WeChat list and found that there were only a few unfamiliar friends left on it, classmates who had a good relationship with her, and relatives who had been deleted by her at some point.

She knew that when she got sick, she would fantasize that someone wanted to hurt her. She probably deleted all the people who sent messages to care, so the ones left on WeChat were all unfamiliar classmates who had never approached her.

Click on the blacklist in the address book, as expected, the blacklisted list is all her parents, brother and sister, and two or three good friends.

She pulled out these calls, and the phone rang non-stop, full of text messages that had been intercepted before.

Shang Congshu clicked on one of the letters, it was from her sister:

[Sister, my monthly exam results came out. Mom originally said that I could only see you if I improved, but now she changed her mind and said that she can only see you after the college entrance examination.She told me not to tell my classmates that I am your sister at school, for fear that I would be laughed at by others... I am not afraid!Our teacher has taken you and often used you to motivate us. The teacher said that you are super amazing, the best student she has ever taught, and that you are the number one student in liberal arts and she will blow it until retirement hahaha. My classmates and I feel that you are a sister. You are amazing, I want to work hard too, I can't embarrass you! 】

Shang Congshu read these words carefully in his heart, his vision gradually blurred, and he cried into tears.

Scroll up and there are many text messages sent by her sister, from the initial collapse of "sister, how did you get this disease", to the helpless and sad "what should we do? I'm lying in the dormitory, thinking of my sister will cry"

After accepting the facts, it was all words of encouragement. I talked to her about what happened at school, and every time I got the phone, I would send her a lot of words.

Shang Congshu reported to the other party that he was safe. Her brother and sister were heartbroken for her when they were not married.

Later, they each had their own families, and her relatives gradually became less important.

She doesn't complain about this, she has never blamed anyone, she just feels guilty, remembering what her mother said, because of her, it is difficult for her brothers and sisters to find a suitable family, and no one dares to marry their family.

When she wakes up, she will think of these things, so painful, so sad, she doesn't want to become like this, she doesn't want to suffer from mental illness...

Shang Congshu went to the bedroom and packed her clothes. In her previous life, she was afraid of going to a mental hospital, not because there were mentally ill people living there, but because she was afraid that she would be abandoned.

How long are you going to live there, will someone visit her every week?Will there be a week where you don't want to come because you find it troublesome, and then never come again?

She was always pestering Fengxin, and after Fengxin's career stabilized, she suggested that she take him to have a look. She was terrified to death, if there is a chance to come back after seeing it?

She was afraid of being separated from Feng Xin, Feng Xin would be with someone else.

How selfish...

But now it is enough, Feng Xin can do this, it is really enough.

No matter what happened in the days to come, recalling what Fengxin had done for her, tears would always fill her eyes during the few times when she woke up.

Shang Congshu was still packing her things, when the sound of swiping the key card suddenly sounded at the door, her heart tightened, the door here needs to be opened by swiping the electronic key card, and Feng Xin's key card is still on the table...

Her face turned pale in an instant, subconsciously picked up the phone and wanted to call Feng Xin.

A familiar voice came from the living room.

"Is the beautiful school girl here?"

Feng Xin came in, stood at the door of the bedroom, and asked again, "Is the pretty school girl there?"

Shang Congshu glanced at Feng Xin, threw the phone aside, and continued to pack things.

Fortunately, the landlord was still playing games, so Fengxin asked the landlord to open another room card, or else he would have to stand at the door to blow the wind until he didn't know how long.

Feng Xin wanted to see if Shang Congshu would come out to find her, but before he came out, WeChat was deleted first, and he couldn't add it no matter what.

She approached Shang Congshu, pinched a bunch of green wood gray hair and twirled it around her fingertips, and asked, "What are you looking for? Finger gloves? We don't have such things at home."

Shang Congshu glanced at Feng Xin, his face became hot, "Rogue."

Feng Xin can't be blamed for this, they also used finger cots when they started dating, Shang Congshu didn't like those touches, so Feng Xin didn't let them wear them.

Fengxin will make extra efforts in sanitation and cleaning.

Arguing with Feng Xin on WeChat got too angry, and didn't realize that Feng Xin was molesting her for a while.

Feng Xin came over, cleaned up with Shang Congshu, and chatted: "When did you come back?"

She has long felt that Shang Congshu from the previous life has returned, but Shang Congshu's mental state is not very good, and he often suffers from illnesses, which makes it difficult for her to distinguish.

Shang Congshu was about to reply when he raised his eyes to see that Fengxin was about to fold her underwear, so he quickly snatched her over.

Even though they have lived together for many years, Feng Xin often bathes and washes her clothes, and when she is clear-headed, she will still feel very shy.

"I don't know, it seems that I can't remember many things clearly." Shang Congshu said.

Feng Xin looked at Shang Congshu quietly, then looked away, she lowered her head, pretending to be indifferent, "Oh, then... how did you live after my sudden death?"

She didn't say a word about the matter of the soul transmigrating back before.

Shang Congshu had some memory loss and was rather confused. Hearing what Feng Xin said, he thought that Feng Xin really died suddenly in his last life.

Said: "Tong Huai took over me and took care of me for a while."

Shang Congshu seriously recalled that during the snowstorm night, Feng Xin was "pulled" away.

That day, Tong Huai also came, and left with Feng Xin with a group of people. Not long after, Tong Huai was the only one who came back, and she never saw Feng Xin again.

Hearing what Shang Congshu said, Feng Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and at some point, his back was wet with cold sweat.

She smiled, feeling much more relaxed, "That's good..."

Shang Congshu's expression changed slightly, he didn't know whether to tell Feng Xin about the following things.

After Tong Huai took her back, she often ran around. Tong Huai was inexperienced and looked for her every day in a hurry.

Later, on a snowy night, she ran on the road and was almost hit by a car. Tong Huai rushed over and pushed her violently. She was pushed several meters away and fell to the ground. Tong Huai himself was hit by a car.

She didn't know if Tong Huai survived, but she only remembered that Tong Huai's right calf was broken, and the snow was covered with blood. People passing by could clearly see the flesh and blood below Tong Huai's knees, exposing the white bones.

Before Tong Huai fainted, the last words he said were, "I can't forgive... the person Xin Xin loves the most, an accident will happen under my supervision."

Tong Huai has never been married all her life, and she has long had a deep-rooted love for her best friend, but she dare not admit it until she dies, this sad woman.

Feng Xin asked again: "Then why did you come to this world?"

Shang Cong and Schumer kept silent, not wanting to continue recalling, if Feng Xin knew that she died of freezing while wandering, she would not be able to bear it.

But the more she kept silent, the more Feng Xin wanted to know.

"Why didn't you talk all of a sudden?" Feng Xin put the clothes in Shang Congshu's hands aside, leaned close, and hugged him tightly, "Huh? Tell me, hurry up."

Shang Congshu turned his face away, not looking into Feng Xin's eyes, and said casually: "I can't remember."

It's not that Feng Xin wants to force Shang Congshu, it's really that this matter is a hurdle in Feng Xin's heart. After she was reborn, there was not a moment when she was not worried.

"Congshu, I want to know, tell me." Fengxin kissed Shang Congshu on the cheek, seeing Shang Congshu's reaction, his heart was up and down, vaguely anticipating something.

Shang Congshu: "It's all over."

Things have happened, asking can't change anything, and it will increase Fengxin's psychological burden.

Feng Xin hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and put his forehead on Shang Cong Shu Xin's mouth. He didn't know what he thought of, his nose was sore, "Tell me, please? Cong Shu, I want to know...just tell me."

She said it over and over again, her voice choked up, "Congshu, please..."