sick wife

Feng Xin didn't expect that making a joke and bickering could make Shang Congshu cry, this little crying boy.

She wanted to pull him over, but Shang Congshu turned his back to her, and when her hand was about to touch the clothes, he moved another two inches away to prevent her from touching her.

The current temperature is very dull, the air conditioner is turned on in the room, and it is afraid that it will be cold without a quilt.

"There's nothing to dislike." Feng Xin explained, pulling Shang Congshu to put the bed on the bed and rubbing it, "If I think your skills are not good, why don't I find another woman? I can endure loneliness for 20 years, and I only talk to you ?”

As she was talking, she almost wanted to laugh, fearing that Shang Congshu would cry even harder, so she insisted on holding back.

Even at Fengxin's youngest age, most of the things in bed were related to Shang Congshu, the well-behaved Shang Congshu, the eccentric Shang Congshu, the mischievous, seductive, coquettish... ...can make her blush.

On the other hand, Shang Congshu doesn't have much intention of being possessed by Shang Congshu. As long as Shang Congshu likes it, she can cooperate in any way, let alone dislike it.

"Who knows you." Shang Congshu hummed straight, and said coquettishly: "You are so boring, will you talk about your loneliness?"

Hearing this, Feng Xin couldn't help but hugged him from behind, rubbing his cheek against his soft shoulder, "I cry so easily, I don't dare to tease you anymore."

She said sincerely that she felt that Shang Congshu was still at the stage of a young girl in her heart, which was not like the reaction of a 40-year-old woman.

Although there is nothing wrong with it, she is worried that there will be a rift between her and Shang Congshu... There is no intersection in career, no intersection in studies, and the circle of friends is completely different. If the age is also far apart, this does not seem to be a good development. .

Fengxin didn't know if she was thinking too much, she felt that she was worrying about gains and losses, it was very dreamy, she woke up many times in the middle of the night this week, and she couldn't tell which time and space she was in.

Shang Congshu didn't notice Feng Xin's melancholy, and it was easy to be satisfied by being coaxed by Feng Xin. He turned around and threw Feng Xin down, "In order to punish you, I will take cream ice cream and spread it all over your body."

Feng Xin: "Do you really want to paint your whole body?"

Shang Congshu's face suddenly became dry/hot, "Look, look at your performance!"

After leaving this sentence, Shang Congshu left the room and went to the refrigerator to find ice cream.

The mobile phone placed on the bedside table suddenly rang twice, Feng Xin picked it up to have a look, it was Shang Congshu's dormitory group Aite's information, as if he needed to fill out some form.

Fengxin was afraid that Shang Congshu would miss some important information to write, so he unlocked it with a familiar password and clicked in. There was a list of WeChat, and there was an unread red dot at the top.

She didn't think much about it, and clicked in to read it. The chat records full of pages were all topics Shang Congshu's friends talked about her.

Ministry of Literature and Art-Zhang Qin: [Share a piece of #一个男孩 in a certain city, because his wife was mentally ill, tied his sick wife to a tree and starved to death#Did you read this news?It's horrible, the autopsy result is that he died of starvation. 】

Shang Congshu: [I see, it was posted on Weibo. (Holding Hands.jpg]

Zhang Qin: [It's so scary, will your girlfriend treat you like this in the future? 】

Shang Congshu understated: [In about 20 years, I will. 】

Zhang Qin just asked casually, but Shang Congshu unexpectedly said something surprising: [Mom! ! !I don't understand. 】

Shang Congshu seemed very calm: [Don't be shocked, patience and love are limited and will be worn out, if one day she does such a thing, I shouldn't be surprised. 】

"Good sister~" Shang Congshu came back with two cups of ice cream in his hand and a spoon in his mouth.

Seeing Feng Xin looking at her mobile phone, she didn't react much, she walked over slowly after getting into bed, and when her eyes glanced at the mobile phone page, her face suddenly turned pale.

She snatched the phone, and both boxes of ice cream fell on the bed. The white cream almost touched the quilt, but she ignored it, "What are you doing with my phone?"

Shang Congshu was a little angry, and he used his anger to cover up some kind of guilty conscience.

Feng Xin didn't have much expression on his face, and asked indifferently: "Can't you turn it over?"

When they first started dating, Shang Congshu offered to exchange passwords. All her social accounts are recorded on Shang Congshu's computer and tablet.

Shang Congshu can log in as he wants, and even pretends to be her tone, and replies to her list.

Fengxin doesn't like to read these things, she has a password and has never logged in, but just this once today, Shang Congshu asked her about flipping through her phone, can she not?Why can't she see it?

Shang Congshu's ears drooped, "That's not what it means..."

Feng Xin didn't want to make noise, so she took a deep breath and lay down to sleep.

Shang Congshu refused to let go, and pulled Feng Xin up, "Are you angry?"

Feng Xin thought about it tonight, but Shang Congshu wanted to ask now, she didn't want to say anything hurtful when she was angry.

Feng Xin restrained herself from attacking, but said in a deep voice, "Don't make wild guesses with your friends, okay? I don't want to have a bad impression in your friends' eyes."

Otherwise, in the future, if she had any conflicts with Shang Congshu, or had a small quarrel, Shang Congshu's friends would persuade them to break up.

Shang Congshu was unhappy, holding the phone in his hand, his fingernails turned white, and muttered softly, "But I didn't say anything wrong, isn't that how you treat me..."

In the previous life, after Fengxin fired Shang Congshu's favorite cook, she replaced him with another one. The new cook found that Shang Congshu was a patient at home, he was a bully, and he often didn't deliver meals on time.

Or he was greedy for the food money, deliberately cooking some cheap meals, so that Shang Congshu was always hungry, and what he ate was cold and unnutritious vegetables and rice.

These Feng Xin can be clearly seen in the surveillance.

The entire bedroom was suddenly eerily quiet.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Xin wiped her face and sneered, "So you always think in your heart that I will still treat you like that in the future?"

Maybe if Shang Congshu doesn't get sick, their happiness index will be very high. Once the status quo cannot be maintained, it will be a repeat of the same mistakes.

Feng Xin couldn't tell what it was like, she felt that the relationship between Shang Congshu and her was ridiculous, "Then why don't you break up with me? Find a woman who can treat you well forever, or... man?"

"Snapped"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Xin was slapped, the left side of his cheek was in pain, and within a few seconds, finger marks faintly appeared on the fair skin.

Shang Congshu was furious, panting heavily, "What are you talking about!"

The force was not light, half of Feng Xin's face turned red quickly.

She lifted the quilt and took nothing but the key on the table.

Shang Congshu hurriedly followed, "Where are you going? Don't go!"

It's not too late outside, it's midsummer, the snack street is still very lively, Shang Congshu just doesn't want Fengxin to leave with emotions.

Feng Xin walked to the door of the living room, and just put her hand on the doorknob, she paused, she didn't know what she was thinking, she stood in a stalemate at the entrance for half a minute, then turned back to the hall again.

The key was thrown on the ground by her, which was enough to show how bad she was.

Feng Xin didn't leave, she sat on the sofa with an extremely gloomy expression on her face.

Shang Congshu heaved a sigh of relief, and leaned over, regretting that he slapped Feng Xin just now, "Does it hurt?"

I was really annoyed by what Feng Xin said, who could keep calm when he heard his girlfriend chased him out to find someone else?

Although she was angry, but when she saw Feng Xin's slightly swollen face, she regretted it terribly. She was fine with attacking when she got sick before, how could she do it now...

Shang Congshu raised his hand, wanting to rub Feng Xin's face, but Feng Xin directly blocked him.

Feng Xin's eyes were red, and she looked at the woman next to her coldly, "Do you know why I came back?"

She looked at Shang Congshu's eyes with a slight sneer, not knowing if she was mocking herself or the relationship between them.

Feng Xin said: "I'm afraid that if I go out like this and leave you alone at home, you will be scared and cry, and it will be bad for your condition. I don't want to say too much, for fear of irritating you."

Because she had to take Shang Congshu's illness into consideration, she couldn't even go out to relax. When Shang Congshu questioned him about turning over his phone, she couldn't argue with Shang Congshu about being unfair.

She can't do many things, and she can't say many things.

Feng Xin is going crazy, she can't have any emotions, because Shang Congshu's situation is special, Shang Congshu is a patient, and Shang Congshu can't be stimulated.

When they quarreled, Shang Congshu Neng slapped her without hesitation, and she couldn't say a single harsh word.

It is not a day or two, but a year or two, it is 20 years. It was like this before, and it is like this now.

Shang Cong Shu Xin's mouth tightened suddenly, and he hugged Feng Xin, "Honey, I'm sorry."

Those three words have no effect at all.

She didn't push Shang Congshu away, she couldn't push, a small movement could make Shang Congshu cry, she is very tired now, from head to toe.

Feng Xin put her elbows on her knees, her upper half of her face was propped up on her palms, her eyes were hot and sore, her palms were full of moisture, she didn't let any tears flow out.

She didn't say anything, and she didn't refuse Shang Congshu's closeness, the sadness that lingered in her heart overflowed her whole body.

Feng Xin's silence is more painful than speaking.

Shang Congshu stayed where he was, at a loss for what to do. It was clear that they were fine half an hour ago...

She was a little dazed, so she picked up the keys on the ground, went back to the bedroom, took out a coat, and put the keys and wallet into the pockets of her clothes.

"Go out and relax." Shang Congshu came out, put his clothes on Feng Xin's shoulders, sat down obediently, and said softly, "You can chat with friends, go to the skating rink, play basketball, drink some wine...it's all fine. .”

She blinked hard, and continued: "I won't cry, and I won't be afraid, but you... you're coming back tomorrow, and I'll make you breakfast."