sick wife

There are many things that Fengxin doesn't like to do, because she likes Shang Congshu, and her interests and hobbies can be changed accordingly.

Seeing Shang Congshu shaking his head, Feng Xin didn't insist.

She couldn't stand Shang Congshu tossing around every day, losing his temper, and crying for no reason. Now that Shang Congshu was exceptionally quiet, she felt uncomfortable.

Because she knew that the girl in her arms was very wronged, and she was afraid that she would be indifferent and fierce, so she would be so obedient.

"Did you hear any sounds today? Did you see anyone?" Feng Xin became concerned.

She was extremely sleepy, her upper and lower eyelids were sore and tired, she still wanted to chat with Shang Congshu again, she was worried about letting Shang Congshu think wildly at night alone.

Shang Congshu seriously recalled what happened the whole day, leaned on Fengxin's shoulder, and suddenly shyly said, "Well, I heard you call me baby and say you love me, and you miss me very much."

Feng Xin sees through Shang Congshu's little trick, and still can't help being slightly moved, and hugs him into his arms.

She pulled the quilt and wrapped it around the two of them, stroking the soft cheek with her fingertips, "Baby, am I fierce? Will you hate me?"

Will he forget her kindness, the only memories of her are quarrels and embarrassment...

Their body temperatures depend on each other, and there is a warm-toned lamp in the room. Shang Congshu seems to feel Feng Xin's sadness, and his mood has also reached the bottom, so he can't help being sad along with Feng Xin.

From the depths of my mind, strange and familiar revolving lanterns gradually emerged.

The woman in the picture is not as young as Feng Xin who just graduated from university. She feels tired all over her body. Maybe she just came back from the outside. The temperature gets colder.

Feng Xin went from helpless to furious, quarreling until she lost her manners, frowning, asking over and over again: "What do you want me to do?"

It's a pity that the woman on the bed just stared blankly at the snowy scenery outside the window, without responding to Feng Xin at all.

……

Shang Congshu was tearful, rubbing Fengxin's ears with his hands, wet kissing Fengxin's face repeatedly, mouth sore, and speaking fluently, "Then you, don't kill me, I won't remember this."

Those pictures scared Shang Congshu, she had never seen Feng Xin so fierce.

Feng Xin let out a "hmm", pressed the person into the quilt, put her hand into Shang Congshu's pajamas, and swept her fingertips over the soft waist that was pinched by her.

Although she knew that it might have disappeared after so many hours, Feng Xin still rolled up her dress to check, put the tip of her nose on Shang Cong's stomach and kissed, went around her waist, and touched her lips.

Shang Congshu thought Feng Xin wanted it, raised his hand to press Feng Xin's lips, and said considerately: "You are so tired, let's go to bed early."

Feng Xin would feel sorry, and teased and chuckled lightly.

That shallow laughter burned Shang Congshu's ears.

After a busy day, Feng Xin was really tired. After going to sleep, she fell asleep in less than 10 minutes.

Shang Congshu felt that Feng Xin's breathing was getting more and more even, so he opened his eyes. She wasn't sleepy, but she didn't pretend to be asleep, and Feng Xin couldn't sleep either.

She turned over slightly, worried about waking Fengxin up, she leaned over her shoulder a little, and pillowed on Fengxin's side, she watched and couldn't help rubbing her lips against Fengxin's chin.

After only a moment, she quietly tore off Feng Xin's tie pajamas again, slipped into bed, smelled the same shower gel smell on Feng Xin's body as hers, and hugged her contentedly.

When Feng Xin woke up in the morning, she saw that she was in a mess with her clothes open. She fumbled for the phone beside the bed, wanting to check the time.

A WeChat message from Tong Huai popped up on the screen, which was a link entry.

Fengxin clicked in and saw what this was for. It was full of self-media websites soliciting contributions, most of the business illustrations about appointments, as well as app icon designs, smaller materials for appointment accounts, stationery graffiti...

She forwarded it to Shang Congshu, and only Shang Congshu would be interested in this.

Feng Xin was about to ask Tong Huai why she suddenly thought of sending her this, she slid down the notification bar of her phone, and suddenly saw Shang Congshu's Weibo post from yesterday, there were too many messages on the notification bar, she only saw it now.

It turned out that Cong Shu wanted to draw a manuscript, she scrolled down, and the comment section of this Weibo was full of smoke, and Shang Congshu didn't reply to a single one, unlike the old habits.

In the past, when Shang Congshu posted on Weibo, he would pick and like his favorite ones, and it was rare that there would be no interaction at all.

Feng Xin clicked to retweet, accompanied by the emoji of "hugging love", and switched to the microblog trumpet, slammed a few yin and yang comments in the front row, and operated on Weibo.

She went to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of fried egg noodles for Shang Congshu's breakfast. She had just taken the eggs out of the refrigerator when she didn't know who came to visit early in the morning when the doorbell rang.

Feng Xin subconsciously thought that it was Shang Congshu, a netizen whom she had met yesterday, who came to meet her. She untied her apron and went to open the door, but saw Wen Yu holding a bag at the entrance of the medicine station with the full name of the hospital on it. .

Wen Yu walked into the room on her own, put the medicine on the table, and said: "I went to the hospital to ask the doctor about these things yesterday. Since Shu Shu decided to leave the hospital for treatment, I will bring back the prescribed medicine. Wrote the dose, I remember it clearly, I don't get confused..."

While talking, Wen Yu walked into the kitchen and took a look at the ingredients on the table, probably guessing what Feng Xin wanted to make for breakfast.

She naturally took over the task, washing the vegetables with one hand, and said to Fengxin: "Xiaofeng, if you're not in a rush, you can stay and have breakfast before going to work, I'll do your share too. "

Feng Xin couldn't understand what Wen Yu was thinking at this moment, but she knew that Wen Yu's elder son and younger daughter were both at school and didn't need to be taken care of all day, and Professor Shang also went back to his hometown to teach.

Wen Yu has nothing to do all day long, except for playing cards and mahjong, and taking time to take care of Shang Congshu is only natural.

Feng Xin didn't reject Wen Yu's uninvited visit, but she hesitated, she didn't know what Shang Congshu's reaction would be when he saw Wen Yu now?

Will it stimulate emotions in getting along?

Feng Xin walked back to the bedroom, woke Shang Congshu up in advance, grabbed Shang Congshu's cheeks, "Lazy baby, get up for breakfast first, the noodles will be mushy later."

Wen Yu is not a stupid person. Hearing the movement in the bedroom, she immediately sees through Feng Xin's thoughts and worries. Although she knows that Feng Xin's doing so is nothing, it is an expression of love for her daughter.

But she still felt offended and uncomfortable being guarded by Feng Xin, she lowered her face, held back, and continued to cook noodles as if nothing had happened.

Feng Xin washed Shang Congshu and changed her clothes. Seeing that there was still time, she took pains to give Shang Congshu her favorite hairstyle.

Seeing the face in the mirror still in a daze, with a look of not waking up, Feng Xin teased and asked, "So tired? What did you do last night while I was asleep?"

She still remembered her open clothes, and there were suspicious ambiguous traces on her chest, very light and faint, if she didn't pay attention, she couldn't see anything at a glance.

It is enough to see that the "murderer" is cautious.

She guessed that Shang Congshu took advantage of her to sleep last night, and greedy her hard, so greedy that he wanted to hug her to sleep without hindrance.

Hearing this, Shang Congshu became sober when he heard that, the more guilty she became, the more righteous she became, and her voice softened, "Nothing, I dreamed that a hooligan touched me..."

With a serious face, she leaned against Feng Xin and didn't want to wake up. She continued, "That rascal has long black hair and wears pink tie pajamas. I couldn't resist, so I obeyed."

Feng Xin restrained Shang Cong to relax his waist, and lowered his voice, "Who is the hooligan? They rubbed and kissed each other in the middle of the night."

There are elders outside, Feng Xin didn't dare to say it too presumptuously, Shang Congshu likes to make out late at night, she can't be more familiar with her, she always wakes up halfway through sleep.

They are occasionally very intense, and most of the time the rhythm is warm and slow late at night, and they are lingering continuously when they are half asleep and half awake.

After arguing in the room for 2 minutes, Shang Congshu got up reluctantly. Seeing the hot breakfast on the table, she noticed that Wen Yu had arrived.

Thinking of what he said to Feng Xin in the room just now, Shang Congshu's face turned red in an instant, and he glanced resentfully.

Feng Xin didn't tell her what to do if she was overheard...how embarrassing!

She digested quickly, and greeted Wen Yu: "Mom."

Wen Yu nodded, automatically ignoring the scene of the couple's endless flirting in the morning, "Eat it quickly, it will get cold later, the noodles are not tasty if they stick together."

While eating breakfast, Feng Xin paid attention to Shang Congshu's reaction. She saw that Shang Congshu was no different from usual, eating at a leisurely pace. When she noticed her gaze, she naughtily drew circles on her calf with her foot under the table .

……

Feng Xin felt relieved, Shang Congshu's condition is much better now than before, and she can't help but hope that as long as she keeps obeying and doing what Shang Congshu wants to do, Shang Congshu will not lose control of his emotions like yesterday ?

Feng Xin goes to work.

Only Shang Congshu and Wen Yu were left in the hall. Shang Congshu got up and wanted to clean up the dishes.

Wen Yu immediately stopped her, taking a step ahead faster than Shang Congshu, "Come on, I'll wash the dishes, you sit and watch TV, Mom wants to talk to you later."

Shang Congshu leaned on the table with one hand, looked at his mother coming in and out of the kitchen, and asked in confusion, "Mom, why are you so polite today?"

Before at home, they all cleaned up together.

Wen Yu's expression flashed flustered, she lowered her head, without looking into Shang Congshu's eyes, and ran to the sink to wash the dishes.

Shang Congshu was not idle either, and put the cleaned dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet. Wen Yu's trembling voice suddenly came from behind him, and the tone even trembled with fear.

"Shu Shu, I saw your grandma last night, she was still wearing a shroud..."

Just waiting for her to go back at the door of the house.

How could Wen Yu dare to go there? Just standing there with her legs shaking, she almost fainted.

But she used to see old people in various corners before, and it was the first time she saw one wearing a shroud last night, and she was frightened for a while.

The old man who had been silent in the past, just stuck in the corner, actually held her hand and talked!

Shang Congshu is an atheist, he doesn't believe this, seeing Wen Yu's pale face, he just thinks Wen Yu is dreaming or drinking too much.

She was about to say a few words of relief, her expression paused, and she asked, "How is grandma?"

If there is really a theory of reincarnation of ghosts and gods in the world, then she wants to know how her grandmother lived after her death.

Wen Yu didn't calm down when he heard Shang Congshu's question. Instead, he was sweating profusely because of fear.

Tears filled those cloudy eyes, "Your grandma said, she said...don't blame me, I want you to be treated better."