sick wife

After watching the movie, Fengxin saw Shang Congshu's sullen look, thinking that Shang Congshu had brought himself into the plot of the movie, rubbed that face, and briefly rubbed it with the back of his hand.

The classic lines in the movie spit out from the mouth, "Death is not the end of memory, but forgetting is."

Shang Congshu asked: "Does it look good?"

Feng Xin nodded truthfully, "It looks good."

She doesn't have a hobby of watching movies and watching dramas, but she likes to accompany Shang Congshu. Most of the movies Shang Congshu likes to watch are high-quality goods, not boring, and it's good to watch occasionally.

Feng Xin turns off the TV and the lights in the living room, picks up Shang Congshu, walks towards the room, and puts Shang Congshu on the bed.

Shang Congshu sat cross-legged, looking straight at Fengxin, so depressed that he was holding his breath in his chest, he couldn't get up and down, and asked again: "Then why don't you write some movie reviews, post them on the platform, and discuss them with others?"

It's getting colder and colder recently, Feng Xin dug out the quilt from the closet and began to put on thick fleece sheets, she frowned, "Ah... no need."

The night is full of dews, so of course I hug my wife to sleep and write some movie reviews.

Shang Congshu was sullen all by himself, lying on the bed facing the wall, and didn't say anything.

Feng Xin put the quilt on, covered Shang Congshu, and was thrown off in a second, she leaned closer, and tucked Shang Congshu in the quilt again.

Shang Congshu wanted to push it again, but Fengxin's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he directly pressed the person and the quilt under his body, opened his lips to enclose the warm ear, and rubbed the ear bone with the tip of his teeth.

With such a distance, he breathed close to Shang Congshu, and said vaguely, "Aren't you happy? Huh?"

Feng Xin knew that Shang Congshu's mood was capricious, and he didn't care about it because of the frequent tantrums.

She will patiently ask Shang Congshu, and comfort Shang Congshu every time he loses his temper.

Shang Congshu's ears were almost melted, she was a little bit ashamed, and muttered, "No, I'm not unhappy."

"Let's think about it..." Fengxin recalled immersedly, from the moment he entered the house after get off work today, until now, he wanted to recall the events and conversations that happened.

His mind was full of Shang Cong Shuzai on the sofa, charming and glamorous.

The ends of her eyes were slightly curved, and her eyes became hotter, "Well, I remembered."

Feng Xin rubbed Shang Congshu's chin with his index finger, and whispered, "...I love you too."

When she thinks about it seriously, she can figure out Shang Congshu's little thoughts. It seems that her love is not passionate enough, which makes Congshu worry so much even for an unclear response.

Shang Cong Shu pulled up the quilt, buried half of his face in the quilt, his brows and eyes exposed in the air were ashamed, and complained in a low voice, "Tell me you are not unhappy, turn off the light and go to sleep."

As she said this, Man Hong's ears became hotter and hotter.

I was satisfied in my heart, more happy than ever, but my mouth became awkward.

She is still the same as before, she likes to listen to Feng Xin's love words, even if Feng Xin can't say anything new, she can hear a different meaning in the simplest and purest whisper.

They seldom turn off the lights completely to sleep, and usually leave a dim light, Fengxin asked, "Should we turn off all the lights?"

Shang Congshu nodded.

Feng Xin was afraid that Shang Congshu would not get used to it, "Why don't you leave a night light?"

Neither bright nor dark, just right.

Shang Congshu insisted, "I want to pass it all."

It wasn't that Fengxin insisted on fussing with Shang Congshu on such trivial matters, she was worried that Shang Congshu would wake up in the middle of the night and would be frightened if he couldn't see the lights.

Can't help asking a few more questions, "Why do you suddenly want to turn off the lights and go to sleep?"

Shang Congshu turned sideways, and sighed comfortably in the warm blanket, "You turned off the light and I'm talking to you."

Feng Xin became a little curious, once the light in the room was turned off, there was no light at all, she went to the bedside in the dark, and just lay down, she threw herself into her arms after a burst of fragrance.

Without waiting for Feng Xin's reaction, Shang Congshu lay on Feng Xin's chest continuously, his whole body submerged in the quilt, the tip of his small nose brushed against Feng Xin's ribs, waist, lower abdomen...it didn't stop.

Fengxin will understand this, because Shang Congshu insisted on turning off the lights, she grabbed the other's arm, feeling confused, "Don't... Congshu, you don't have to do this."

She didn't need Shang Congshu to do this for her, she just came to bed.If she is interested in the matter, then she is reluctant to refuse Cong Shu.

If the purpose is to please her, to show her favor, or...to make up for her, then she doesn't need it.

This kind of thing should be liked and longed for. Shang Congshu has never done this to her in two lifetimes. She doesn't think that doing these things suddenly will make Shang Congshu happy and comfortable.

Feng Xin pulled back some quilts, pulled the man into his arms, and wrapped the quilts again.

Shang Congshu asked Feng Xin to turn off all the lights out of fear of embarrassment, but now she is stopped and refused by Feng Xin, she never expected.

All the techniques that I had simulated in my mind were useless, and Shang Congshu felt aggrieved, "Ah Xin, are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

Feng Xin kisses Shang Congshu's hot cheek, she knows how red this face is even if she can't see clearly, "Huh? Are you so wild?"

Shang Congshu's face became hot, and he was completely speechless.

She hummed in her heart, thought for a while, and asked Feng Xin very politely, "Then when can I..."

The woman's voice murmured softly, but Feng Xin didn't hear it clearly.

Shang Congshu slid into the bed, lay flat on the bed, his eyes were slightly sore, being rejected by Feng Xin was something that was enough to make her feel lost and sad.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she suddenly wanted to do the same to Feng Xin, she had thought about it before, so she just thought about it, never planned to use this method to possess Feng Xin.

In order to prevent Feng Xin from seeing anything strange, Shang Congshu took the initiative to wrap his arms around Feng Xin's waist, being as intimate as last night.

She lay on Feng Xin's side, clearly listening to Feng Xin's breathing gradually becoming even and steady, but her heart was empty, hiding something.

Feng Xin was woken up by the alarm clock set on her mobile phone, she turned off the alarm almost the third second after it rang, and she did it skillfully and in one go.

It is inevitable for migrant workers to set an alarm service, but she is afraid that the noise will disturb Shang Congshu's sleep, so she has developed the habit of getting up as soon as the alarm clock rings.

Feng Xin looked at the place beside her as usual, only to find that Shang Congshu had also woken up, and he was not sleepy, and unexpectedly got up earlier than her.

Shang Congshu supported the pillow with one hand, tilted his head to look at Feng Xin, his hand was still on Feng Xin's face, caressing it carefully, for an unknown amount of time, his eyes became more and more tender.

"Why do you get up so early?" Feng Xin was stunned for a few seconds before asking.

Shang Congshu: "I was thinking about you going to work at nine o'clock, and I wanted to make breakfast. Seeing that you slept so soundly, I couldn't help but want to watch more."

So she ordered takeaway, which didn't delay Fengxin's breakfast, nor did she watch Fengxin sleep.

The warm and cool touch on her face was almost the same as the last night she left the original world.

At that time Fengxin was rarely at home, every time she slept, Shang Congshu liked to draw her facial features with his fingers while she was asleep.

Did Shu think the same way back then?The time we meet is getting less and less, and we need to rely on the opportunity of sleeping to see her well.

Feng Xin smiled lightly, concealing something, and soon pursed her lips tightly because of her melancholy mood.

She got up to wash up, came out of the bathroom, and Shang Congshu pulled her to sit on the sofa.

"Ah Xin, it's dry outside, put on moisturizer before going out."

Feng Xin watched as Shang Congshu poured out skin care products, put his palms to warm them, and carefully wiped them on her face, then took out a lip balm, put it in her pocket, and told her to remember to use it on the way to work and home. .

The whole air is the faint woody scent of the moisturizer.

Feng Xin is not used to it, although she likes it very much, but now Shang Congshu seems to be more considerate than in the previous life, so considerate that she doesn't know where to start accepting this change.

"Congshu, what's wrong with you these two days?" She asked the same sentence she asked yesterday.

At that time, Shang Cong Shu was making out with Feng Xin on the sofa, Feng Xin was immersed in it, and this topic was turned over.

Shang Congshu didn't like Fengxin's asking these questions, so she pressed against Fengxin's neck and muttered, "I can't be nice to you? You prefer that little fool who needs to be taken care of by you?"

As if she had tasted it, she could hardly hide her jealousy.

Feng Xin liked this set very much, and felt pity all of a sudden, he supported Shang Cong Shu's waist with one hand, and rubbed Shang Cong Shu's head with the other hand, "Hey, don't think too much about it."

She paused slightly, and added, "I like little fools too."

Fengxin finally understands that Congshu who is sober and Congshu who is ill are both jealous of her. If she does not balance, Shang Congshu can compete until next autumn.

They had breakfast, and Shang took medicine in front of Shu Dangfengxin.

Feng Xin tidied up and was about to go out when she caught a glimpse of Shang Cong Shu in the living room from the corner of her eye, sitting quietly and calmly, hugging Snoopy without saying a word, but looking at her with those beautiful eyes.

She would feel sorry, and gave Shang Congshu a superficial kiss on the cheek. Shang Congshu's eyes lit up, and Feng Xin kissed the slightly parted red lips again.

"I'm going to work." Feng Xin said.

The expression on Shang Congshu's face was filled with joy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she responded with satisfaction, "Okay."

After Fengxin went out, Shang Congshu boarded the penguin, and sent a message to the contact person, 【Lawyer Guan, is it convenient to meet up? 】

She suddenly thought of the manga that scared the other party, opened the computer drawing app, and clicked on the file name included in "The Wife in My Eyes".

Shang Congshu read this cartoon from the beginning to the end. The core of the overall story is about a mentally ill patient who locks his girlfriend at home, imitates his girlfriend's way of speaking, working ability, plastic surgery into the same face, and replaces his girlfriend.

The protagonist goes to work in the company as his girlfriend, and treats the parents of the other party as his own at home. When others ask how the protagonist’s condition is, the protagonist himself is involved and chats with others tearfully. Little do they know that the “patient” in their mouths is exactly The protagonist in front of him.

And the real girlfriend character is imprisoned at home, begging desperately, and the sky is dark.

Shang Congshu shuddered, and prepared to sort out the outline of the story, refine it, and submit it to the "Horror" section of the largest comic company in China.

Isn't this scarier than ghosts and monsters? The closest pillow person is actually such a crazy patient.

The phone beeps.

Guan Beibei: [... Is it me? 】

Shang Congshu had never called Guan Beibei that way, even if they knew each other's real names and met once.

She replied: [Yes, if it's not convenient, I can go to the lawyer's office. 】

Guan Beibei was worried. No matter how close their online relationship was, they were always separated by the Internet. The strange feeling of meeting last time has not dissipated.

Seeing now that Shang Congshu proposed to come to the law firm, Guan Beibei dispelled her doubts. She didn't have to be too wary in crowded places. Even if it wasn't her, she wouldn't be in danger.

【You do it. 】