MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 53 , to die

Feng Xin remembered in her heart that Professor Shang would come to pick up people today. She didn't sleep late and got up earlier than usual. Shang Congshu actually got up earlier than her.

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

Feng Xin lifted the quilt to look for the clothes to wear today, and his eyes quickly glanced at 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 a "ding" from the oven from the kitchen, Feng Xin's face turned pale in an instant, she rushed in quickly, and saw Shang Congshu half bent down, ready to put the oven in the oven things out.

My heart was suddenly strained and I couldn't breathe.

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

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

Feng Xin lowered her head, saw that Shang Congshu was wearing anti-scalding gloves, and then came back to her senses, a look of discomfort flashed across her face, and she let go, "Okay, Be careful."

Leaving this sentence, Feng Xin secretly picked up the heart that had just been scattered because of her nervousness. She did not leave the kitchen, but stood at a distance not far or near.

I didn't even wash my face, so I could wash my face and comb my hair, but Feng Xin didn't mean to look away.

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

She was holding the grapefruit in her hand, and she didn't pay attention to it. She seemed to have something interesting in her mind, and her laughter was like the wind blowing through the peach blossom branches in March, swaying beautifully, "Ah Xin, you seem to have talked about a confused girlfriend before, has she ever been scalded by holding something in the oven with her bare hands?"

How about Feng Xin's reaction? 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, thoughtfully, her eyes dimmed, "Do you believe in past lives and reincarnation?"

Shang Congshu understood in seconds, and the question came, "I don't believe it. You mean that I had this kind of confusion in my previous life, so you are so nervous? Then you are not worried about me, are you? I'm worried about another Shang Congshu who can easily hurt himself."

Perhaps in Feng Xin's eyes, the so-called former Shang Congshu is a stupid woman who needs to be stared at all the time, completely different from her current personality and mentality, and may even There are age gaps.

Suddenly I feel like I'm being treated as someone else...

Morning light poured in from the window, through the swaying leaves, mottled light and shadow fell on Shang Congshu, and the whole figure became soft.

Feng Xin stared at this scene, and a familiar sense of picture came to her face, "You are the same person, and another part of the memory is temporarily locked in a small box, sometimes you will open the memory and change it complete."

Shang Congshu didn't like to hear such strange words, she put the grapefruit on the table, walked to Feng Xin and hugged her, coquettishly, "No, no, no, tell me quickly, Just like me, like me now, just say it..."

Feng Xinshun was used to Shushun, and smiled dotingly, without any hesitation, "Well, I only like you."

Faced with the answer given by Feng Xin, Shang Congshu still felt that something was weird, his brows were wrinkled, and he asked again: "You still have to say, 'I don't like Shang Cong in my previous life. Shu'"

Feng Xin's expression was slightly stiff, and she didn't say it as easily as she just said, how could she not like Shang Congshu in her previous life, she took it all in her life, from youth to middle age, if there were no accidents When he dies, he will follow Shang Congshu until his head is full of frost.

Shang Congshu anxiously urged, "Say it, why didn't you say it?"

"I..." Feng Xin opened her lips, and suddenly remembered the scene of Shang Congshu lying on the ground crying and retching... Her voice suddenly lost.

It's just that she didn't reply to love or not, it hurts like this, how can she be cruel enough to say it herself.

Feng Xin changed his tune: "Don't you believe in the past and present? What are you arguing with the hypothetical people?"

This kind of attitude towards his right and left is the most obvious answer.

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

She stomped all under her feet, and her disgust was running high, "I won't eat, I'll starve that woman to death and keep it in a box forever."

Feng Xin grabbed Shang Congshu and said eagerly, "You can't have such an idea."

Feng Xin is most afraid of Shang Congshu hurting himself, and if he is not careful, his whole body will be injured.

She couldn't help but blame herself, she was just coaxing Shang Congshu, waiting for Shang Congshu to recover all her memories, she would understand her difficulties, why should she be so serious.

Feng Xin tried to calm down Shang Congshu, Shang Congshu immersed himself in his emotions and did not let Feng Xin touch.

"Don't kill you!" Feng Xin snapped, her chest hurting with anger, she tightly grasped Shang Congshu's wrist, "I have put a hot water bottle on your stomach for so many years in winter, and I was abused like this by you. ? Call me again and I'm in a hurry."

Shang Congshu burst into tears, tears dripping down, weeping silently: "I don't want her to appear, don't become complete, die! Die! Let her die!"