sick wife

Feng Xin remembered that Professor Shang would come to pick him up today, so he didn't sleep too late, and got up earlier than usual, Shang Congshu actually got up earlier than her.

She touched the place next to her, and it was no longer hot, so she should have been up for a while.

Feng Xin lifted the quilt and was about to look for the clothes to wear today. He quickly caught sight of the folded clothes at the end of the bed. The upper layer was underwear, and the lower layer was a small white skirt.

She froze for half a second and put on her clothes.

As soon as she left the room, she heard the sound of the oven "ding" from the kitchen, Feng Xin's face turned pale instantly, she rushed in quickly, and saw Shang Congshu bent down halfway, ready to take out the oven.

His heart was suddenly tightened, and he couldn't breathe.

She grabbed Shang Congshu's shoulder and pulled back, "Don't play with this!"

Shang Congshu didn't know why Feng Xin reacted so badly, his shoulder hurt from being scratched, and he looked back at Feng Xin, "I'm not playing, I'm baking you buns."

Feng Xin lowered her head, saw that Shang Congshu was wearing anti-scald gloves, and came back to her senses in a daze. An uncomfortable look flashed across her face, and she let go of her hands embarrassingly, "Okay, be careful."

Leaving this sentence behind, Feng Xin secretly picked up the heart that was in a mess because of nervousness just now, she didn't leave the kitchen, she just stood at a distance not too close to watch.

Obviously she didn't even wash her face, she could have washed her face and combed her hair, but Feng Xin didn't have the slightest intention to look away.

Shang Congshu took out the baked food inside, took off his gloves, and began to peel the grapefruit, preparing to squeeze some fruit juice.

She was holding a grapefruit in her hand, she didn't pay attention to it, she seemed to have imagined something interesting, her laughter was like the wind blowing through peach blossom branches in March, and she was charming, "Ah Xin, you seem to have talked about it before." Like a confused girlfriend, did she get burned by holding something in the oven with her bare hands?"

Otherwise, why did Feng Xin react this way?She never doubted that she was Feng Xin's first love, she just said it as a joke.

Feng Xin looked at the oven in front of her, thoughtful, her eyes dimmed, "Do you believe in past life and reincarnation?"

Shang Congshu understood it almost instantly, and the question came, "I don't believe it. You mean that I had such a little confusion in my previous life, so you are so nervous? Then you are not worried about me, you are worried that another person will easily hurt yourself Shang Congshu."

Perhaps in Fengxin's eyes, the so-called former Shang Congshu was a stupid woman who needed to be stared at all the time, and her personality and mentality were completely different from her now, and there might even be a difference in age.

Suddenly there is a feeling of being regarded as another person...

The morning light poured in from the window, through the swaying leaves, dappled light and shadow fell on Shang Congshu's body, and his whole figure became soft.

Feng Xin stared at this scene, feeling a sense of familiarity, "You are the same person, another part of the memory is temporarily locked in a small box, sometimes you will open the memory and become complete."

Shang Congshu didn't like to hear such strange words, she put the grapefruit on the table, walked up to Feng Xin to hold it, and said in a coquettish voice, "No, no, no, tell me, you only like me, like me now , tell me quickly..."

Feng Xin Shun Shang was used to Shu Shun, and smiled dotingly, without the slightest hesitation, "Well, I only like you."

Facing the answer given by Feng Xin, Shang Congshu still felt something was weird, his brows were all wrinkled, and he asked again: "You still have to say 'I don't like Shang Congshu from the previous life'"

Fengxin's expression froze slightly, she didn't say it so easily as before, how could she dislike Shang Congshu in her previous life? Go to the head covered with frost.

Shang Cong Shuan urged, "Say it, why don't you say it?"

"I..." Feng Xin opened her lips, and suddenly remembered the scene of Shang Congshu lying on the ground crying until he retched... His voice suddenly lost his voice.

It's just that she didn't reply whether she loved her or not, she was so hurt, how could she be cruel enough to say it herself.

Feng Xin changed her mind and said, "Don't you believe in past and present lives? What are you arguing with hypothetical people?"

This kind of attitude of talking about him is the most blatant answer.

Shang Congshu pushed Feng Xin away, took two steps back, turned around and threw the freshly baked bread and the tray on the ground, and the half-peeled grapefruit also fell all over the floor.

She stomped all over her feet, her resentment was high, "I won't eat, I will starve that woman to death and lock her in the box forever."

Feng Xin pulled Shang Congshu back, and said eagerly: "You must not have such thoughts."

Feng Xin is most afraid of Shang Congshu hurting herself, if she is not careful, her whole body will be hurt.

She couldn't help but blame herself, left and right were just coaxing Shang Congshu, and when Shang Congshu recovered all his memories, he would understand her difficulties, why should she be so serious.

Feng Xin tried to calm Shang Congshu down, but Shang Congshu was immersed in his own emotions and did not let Feng Xin touch him.

She squeezed her arms with her hands, the strength was really great, the pinch was bruised and purple, but she felt that it was not enough, picked up the tray on the ground, and patted her stomach hard, again and again, as if getting angry.

"I don't want to kill you!" Feng Xin sternly said, his chest ached with anger, and he tightly grabbed Shang Congshu's wrist, "I put hot water bottles on your stomach for so many years in winter, and you abused me like this? I'll beat you again. .”

Shang Congshu wailed loudly, his tears falling down, and he couldn't make a sound: "I don't want her to appear, don't want to become complete, go to death! Go to death! Let her go to death!"