MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 22 ,separate

Feng Xin sat on the sofa like this, watching Shang Chen walk back and forth in Shuman's house, repeating the same action, and finally went to the bedroom and put the semi-finished Lego in the refrigerator to freeze on.

After doing everything, Shang Congshu was finally tired, he walked around the sofa, and crawled into Feng Xin's arms, yawning, looking very sleepy.

Feng Xin hugged the person firmly and mentioned the manuscript again, "Cong Shu, do you remember where the original manuscripts of your poems are stored?"

If it wasn't for the delay in going to the hospital, Feng Xin would have asked about it long ago. At that time, Shang Congshu was going to take it for her, indicating that the original manuscript was indeed stored.

Hearing this, Shang Cong ran into the bedroom comfortably, and came out again after a while, holding a music box that was neither local nor foreign.

Feng Xin had a look of embarrassment on her face when she saw this music box. She gave this to Shang Congshu. Favorite gift.

Unexpectedly, Shang Congshu is very precious. After moving several times, this music box has been carried by Shang Congshu.

Shang pulled open the base of the music box from Shupa, took out a piece of letter paper, and handed it to Feng Xin.

Feng Xin felt familiar, as if she had seen it before, but she couldn't remember for a while.

She opened the letter, the first line of writing at the beginning, and a sense of familiarity came over her face. It turned out that she wrote a love letter to Shang Congshu when she confessed. For her, it has been twenty years since this love letter. It's been a long time, and now she's back in her hands, she actually has a sour feeling...

She watched Shang Congshu refold the letter and put it into the music box again under her eyes...

What does this mean? The love letter received from Shu Jae and showing off her?

Feng Xin wanted to take it over and look at it again, but Shang Congshu patted her hand. Shang Congshu grinned at her and asked fiercely, "What are you doing!"

Leaving the harsh words behind, quickly ran into the bedroom.

It was getting late to see Feng Xin, so she turned off the movie and went back to the bedroom to coax Shang Congshu to sleep.

She knew that Shang Congshu's illness made it difficult to fall asleep, and the medicines she took had sleep aids, but the side effects of those medicines were too severe, making Shang Congshu half asleep and half awake, nausea and headaches to hit the wall.

Feng Xin tried many methods, and later found out that most of the reason why Shang Congshu had difficulty falling asleep was that there were different voices in his head, he had auditory hallucinations, and imagined that someone was talking.

As long as she interacts with Shang Congshu and asks Shang Congshu some questions, it can have a certain effect in reducing Shang Congshu's symptoms of auditory hallucinations.

She opened the wardrobe and found Shang Congshu hiding inside.

This move made Shang Congshu restless. Before the attack, Feng Xin pulled the wardrobe back, but before closing the door, Feng Xin also got in.

"Let's play a game." Feng Xin could only see the outline of Shang Congshu vaguely in the almost dark environment, she said: "Play a question and answer, who can't answer any more. , to hang clothes."

Shang Congshu bargained, "Whoever loses will go out of the closet."

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"Okay." Feng Xin agreed, not at all feeling that the wardrobe was crowded, "Then let me start first? In which file do you put the original poems you wrote?"

Shang Congshu answered without the slightest pressure: "Not on the computer, but on the mobile phone."

Feng Xin secretly wrote down that the memo usually has its own time in the system. It will be more convenient if it is made into a map.

When it was Shang Congshu's turn to ask questions, she waited patiently, thinking that Shang Congshu didn't think about it or urge it.

Time passed by, and Feng Xin almost thought that Shang Congshu had fallen asleep.

Shang Congshu asked in a low voice, "A Xin... Do I have some mental problems?"

Feng Xin felt a little bit in her heart, not sure what to say.

Shang Congshu's voice was sad, curled up in the dark night, "I often hear people talking to me, and when I see passers-by, they suspect that they are talking about me, but you can't hear that voice, Am I the only one who can hear..."

Feng Xin will feel distressed if she sees Shang Congshu's appearance.

Shang Congshu asked again, "If I really have a mental problem, will I do something unreasonable? Aren't you afraid?"

Whenever she wakes up, it is not that she has no memory at all. During the daily trivial things, some pictures suddenly flash. She doesn't know if it is a fantasy in her mind or it really happened.

But these two days, this kind of memory is getting deeper and deeper, and I have almost done something that has not been done for a long time. After I can control my self-consciousness, I can still remember it firmly.

"Cong Shu! Well, don't think about it anymore..." Feng Xin suddenly stopped.

She pulled the wardrobe open, carried the person out, and just put it on the bed, Shang Congshu got into the quilt, covering his head, not a single strand of hair was exposed.

Feng Xin listened to Shang Congshu sobbing and sobbing under the quilt, as if her heart was being tugged, she pulled the quilt a little bit, kissed Shang Congshu's forehead, and comforted in a wide voice, "How could I be afraid? Am I afraid of being here again?"

Shang Congshu still couldn't accept that she would become such a terrifying person, she wiped her eyes and said intermittently, "But, but...I, I hurt you..."

She scratched Fengxin's ears and wounded Fengxin's eyes with her hands. She didn't know what she would do when she lost control. an irreversible attack.

Feng Xin wiped off Shang Congshu's crying face, hugged the person in her arms, and patted the back to comfort her. She didn't tell Shang Congshu that these injuries were more serious than what Shang Congshu did to her. Ignore it, nothing at all.

Shang Congshu cried for a while, and her mood gradually stabilized. She raised her head and kissed her chin to please her, her eyes were still red, and she asked anxiously, "Will you Suddenly one day you don't want me anymore, want to separate from me?"

She remembered the last time she asked Feng Xin if she would love her for the rest of her life, but Feng Xin was talking about nonsense that was still a long time in her life, her heart became anxious, and her fingernails were embedded in her legs .

Feng Xin stroked Shang Congshu's face with her thumb and asked, "If I really leave, how will you live?"

Shang Congshu's expression instantly froze, looking at Feng Xin's eyes with chills, "So you are worried that I have no one to take over and I am bound by morality, so you stay by my side?"

Feng Xin didn't want to lie, she admitted that most of it was for this reason.

If she leaves Shang Congshu, Shang Congshu will not starve or be forced to marry, as long as she lives well, she will leave without hesitation and live her own life .

But Shang Congshu's situation is very difficult. She has no family to rely on. She has to worry about whether Shang Congshu will starve herself to death because she does not eat.

"I'm going to dry the clothes." Feng Xin said softly, trying to make room for Shang Cong Shujinghui.

These words completely broke Shang Congshu's tense nerves, she suddenly became irritable, and went to the washing machine one step earlier than Feng Xin, carried the freshly washed clothes on her body, and threw them on the Under the TV, open the drawer and cut the clothes into strips with scissors.

The clothes are wet and cutting is laborious.

Shang Congshu couldn't cut it, so he used the tip of the scissors to poke a few openings, and cut along the openings.

Her hand holding the scissors hit the floor, looking at Fengxin with red eyes, trying to force herself to say it in a light tone, her mouth was full of resentment, "Fengxin, troublesome You make it clear that you are occupying me, and there is no one around me, don't say that I can't live without you, and no one wants it without you. You can break up with me as soon as possible, and stop your losses in time. "

Feng Xin is standing not far from Shang Congshu, she has heard Shang Congshu say these words before, she knows that Shang Congshu is talking in anger, as long as she is free Put on a pair of shoes, and Shang Congshu will collapse.

In the last life, she really frightened Shang Congshu like this. She is not iron-clad.

But now, she doesn't want to do this, and she doesn't want to hurt Shang Congshu with her weight in Shang Congshu's heart.

Feng Xin approached Shang Congshu step by step, and from behind Shang Congshu wrapped people into his arms.

Shang Congshu was shaking like a little stray cat.

"Honey, you know how much I love you."