Sick Wife - Chapter 107

    “Then I won’t do this next time.” Feng Xin promised, the auricle hidden under the tail of the fluffy hair was faintly hot.

    She cleaned up, washed the towels and dried.

    So every time Shang Congshu heard about her intimacy, he would run away and hide, for fear of being eaten by her?

    Feng Xin thought she was hated, even if she just approached, as long as she was rejected, she would not approach her again, and she never asked the reason in detail.

    Today, the small damage done by Shang Congshu takes more time. There is mud all over the floor.

    In this bad weather, the price of housekeeping company is not cheap.

      She had a hunch that she would be separated from Shang Congshu, and even if the two of them became disgusted with each other, she was unknowingly preparing for Shang Congshu’s resettlement.

    Soon, the auntie sent by the housekeeping company to clean up came to the door. Feng Xin was frying steak in the kitchen. Hearing the movement, she couldn’t help putting down her things and went out to have a look.

    Faced with a stranger at home, Shang Congshu was sitting on the sofa playing with Snoopy, and from time to time he would look out his eyes and secretly look at the aunt who was doing hygiene, but he didn’t dare to look at it. After a few seconds, he turned his eyes back to Snoopy and talked to the doll.

    Feng Xin could see that Shang Congshu was still paying attention to the sudden appearance of strangers.

    Feng Xin reflects on whether she has not brought Shang Congshu to the outside world for too long. Originally, Shang Congshu likes to be alone, but Shang Congshu’s situation is not suitable for this. Falling into fantasy, my mind is getting more and more confused.

    In the years when she first went to work, Shang Cong Shu Tian sent her thousands of text messages. Someone outside the door was trying to break in with a knife.

    Although Shang Congshu doesn’t text her anymore, it doesn’t mean those hallucinations disappear.

    An hour and a half later, Feng Xin packed a few steaks for the cleaning aunt to take home.

    She put hot food on the table, including steak and lobster, boiled broccoli, she brushed black pepper sauce on the steak, and cut it into several pieces.

    “The meat and vegetables are combined, and I will have some green vegetables later.” Feng Xin took the fork and put it on Shang Congshu’s hand.

    Compared to chopsticks, Shang Congshu prefers to use forks and spoons.

    Seeing Shang Congshu eating obediently, Feng Xin put on gloves and began to peel the shrimp shells, these lobsters are steamed, they have to be dipped in sauce to taste, she peeled the shrimp meat and put it in Shang Congshu on the plate in front of you.

    Feng Xin tapped the sauce plate beside it with her index finger and said, “The lobster should be dipped in this, or you won’t be able to eat it.”

    Shang Congshu picked up the lobster and stuffed it in his mouth. Sure enough, he spit it out in the next second, his brows were wrinkled, his mouth was stunned, and he was probably angry why he ate it this time and the last time. Not the same.

    Feng Xin was helpless, she took off her disposable gloves, held the back of Shang Congshu’s hand, led Shang Congshu to pick up the fresh shrimp, and put it on the sauce plate to dip it twice.

    She emphasized what she just said, “Dip this before eating.”

    Shang Congshu ate the lobster that was dipped in sauce by Fengxin, picked up the next one and put it in his mouth, and spit it out, his eyes were shocked, he was even more angry than before, he was about to become a puffer fish .

    Feng Xin repeated what he had just taught, holding Shang Congshu’s hand, to get the shrimp dipping sauce, and repeated the teaching four or five times.

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    Feng Xin was a little dejected and sighed, she stopped teaching Shang Congshu, and dipped the peeled shrimp in the sauce before placing it on the Shang Congshu plate.

    “I don’t think it’s troublesome.” Feng Xin said the truth, she felt melancholy, “I was just thinking, if I’m gone, what will you do…

    No matter where it is sent, no nurse will patiently dip each lobster in the sauce and hand it to Shang Congshu to eat.

    Shang Congshu still has a weird temperament and doesn’t eat anything that doesn’t dip in sauce. If she doesn’t know how to dip herself in sauce, is it because after her death, Shang Congshu can no longer eat his favorite lobster .

    The simplest happiness in life is not just to eat well, sleep well, and not eat lobster with sauce, which means that Shang Congshu has a bad life.

    In Feng Xin’s eyes, this is a very serious matter.

    Shang Congshu ate half of the shrimp in his hands, and asked, “Where are you going?”

    From last night to now, Shang Congshu has asked several times, but Feng Xin never gave a clear answer, only looked at Shang Congshu slowly, and said softly, “I don’t know. “

    Shang Congshu didn’t want to eat it, so he reluctantly ate two small broccoli when he thought of the vegetables Fengxin told him to eat.

    Feng Xin looked at Shang Cong with a distressed face and comforted: “Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world, no matter where I go, don’t be too sad, just accept it calmly.”

    She remembered the movie she watched in her dream and Cong Shu, being forgotten is the real death, so let her really die, she doesn’t want to be remembered by Shang Congshu.

    With the special situation of Shang Congshu, it is estimated that it is difficult to accept the fact that she will disappear in this world.

    “Can you not say this.” Shang Congshu asked.

    Feng Xin: “Okay, just because I didn’t tell you this, I didn’t want you to be afraid of these things, so I wanted to talk about it.”

    Obviously Shang Congshu didn’t want to talk about it. She didn’t like to hear Feng Xin say this. She would feel uncomfortable when she heard it.

    After eating, she went to play with the little train.

    Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, Feng Xin wants to decorate the house, the Christmas card I bought before is half a meter high, I took it out and decorated it and hung a few small bells with red bows.

    Shang Congshu suddenly came over, removed a small bell from the tree, and shook it in his hand.

    She seemed to like listening to the bells very much. After shaking her hands for a while, she got tired.

    Feng Xin blocked it for a while, inexplicably ashamed, “……don’t make trouble.”

    “I don’t!” Shang Congshu refused, that is, he wanted to wear a wind thong around his neck.

    Although she is pampered, she is also much more lively, which is more painful than her lifeless appearance.

    Shang Congshu took Feng Xin’s arm away, and Feng Xin blocked it again. She stomped her feet in a hurry, and her eyes were red, and she could cry at any time.

    Fengxin can’t help it.

    Seeing that she didn’t move, Shang Congshu tied a rope to Fengxin’s neck, the rope was neither long nor short, and the bell hung on Fengxin’s collarbone.

    Shang Congshu wanted to hear the bell, so he fiddled with the bell with his index finger, back and forth several times, and Feng Xin directly held the person in his arms.

    Shang Congshu was afraid and wanted to push Feng Xin away.

    Feng Xin coaxed, “I won’t eat you, give me a hug.”

    This sentence really worked, Shang Congshu no longer struggled, sitting on Fengxin’s lap, playing the little bell more closely, her ears lying on the side of Fengxin’s collarbone, listening to the sound, twisting the bell on Turn your fingertips and you can’t put it down.

    “Are you only interested in bells?” Feng Xin encircled Shang Cong’s waist.

    Seeing that Shang Congshu likes to play with her neck so much, I feel a sense of frustration, “Every day I play Snoopy or the little train, and now I play the bell, I can’t play… ..”