MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 79 , condensed milk

Hearing Feng Xin defending himself like this, Shang Congshu's heart has been retreating, and he finally calmed down.

Does she want to behave well?

There is still some time before Feng's mother's birthday, Shang Congshu has already started planning, what clothes and makeup to wear that day, elders like girls who look good and sensible, and suitable dress can also Add impression points.

If Feng Xin knew that speaking out would make Shang Congshu so anxious and start preparing from a distance, then she would have to say a few days later.

"I'll accompany you, don't worry so much." She brought the milk tea over again and approached Shang Congshu's mouth.

Shang Congshu shook his head, "No, I don't want to drink this."

She turned her face away and touched Feng Xin's arm, still a full cup of milk tea fell on her, some overflowed from the straw at the mouth of the cup and fell into her collarbone fossa.

Feng Xin leaned over and wanted to use the lip helper to clean it up.

Shang Congshu blushed, put his hand on Fengxin's shoulder, scratched and wrinkled the clothes, he didn't refuse, he felt the slight itching of the collarbone being kissed, he endured it. He couldn't stop holding Feng Xin and touched Feng Xin's hair with one hand.

"What would you like to drink?" Feng Xin asked, and she tasted the overflowing milk tea.

Shang Congshu is afraid of gaining weight, so he doesn't want to drink milk tea so late, it is estimated that it has something to do with the way Fengxin is raised, and it has gradually become rounded, although it is not obvious.

“Drink a new one during the day,” she said.

Hearing this, Feng Xin understood that little persistence for the sake of beauty almost instantly, raised her hand and circled Shang Congshu's waist, pinching the tight waistline.

I don't know if Fengxin comes with a girlfriend filter, why does she feel that Shang Congshu has no flesh on her body, thin and thin, but it looks good no matter what, the flesh is cute and thin Also beautiful.

Today, Shang Congshu went out for a while, and when he came back, he was still busy with drawing. He was probably exhausted. He fell asleep quickly and slept calmly.

Because of auditory hallucinations, Shang Congshu often suffered from insomnia, no matter how sleepy he was, but now the quality of sleep has improved, and it is unlikely that he will have auditory hallucinations.

Feng Xin moved lightly, lay down beside Shang Congshu, seemed to be aware of the heat source around him, and soon Shang Congshu snuggled up, his movements were proficient, and his hands and feet were hugging Feng Xin. .

Mumbled in confusion, calling Feng Xin wife.

Feng Xin thought that when she came back from get off work today, Shang Congshu had been drawing for hours, holding Shang Congshu's right arm and gently massaged.

"Did I wake you up?" Feng Xin asked.

Shang Congshu shook his head and said softly, "I'm not sleeping, waiting for my wife."

Feng Xin looked at Shang Cong Shu's sleepy eyes and couldn't help but chuckle, "Will your head hurt?"

Those medicines have some side effects. She often sees Shang Congshu's reaction is slower than before, but it does not affect her normal life, and she is prone to drowsiness.

Shang Congshu didn't feel it at first, but Feng Xin felt pain when he asked, and his head was heavy, "Well...it's a little bit painful, it will be better if my wife rubs it."

She was still nervous about Shang Congshu's condition, she nagged a few more words, and asked the same as usual, "Have you seen strange people or heard fearful voices recently?"

She really wanted to get into Shang Congshu's heart to see what Shang Congshu would think, whether she would be as suspicious as before, suspecting that she was a bad person.

The delusional feeling of being persecuted is not pleasant. During that time, Shang Congshu was seriously ill, and everyone around him could not believe it. pressure.

Shang Congshu said truthfully, "No."

Feng Xin has not yet calmed down, and the fox questioned, "You won't lie to me, will you?"

It's not that kind of deception, it's a lie that is told when the disease is uncontrolled and after the mental disorder.

For example, the patient is obviously ill, but the patient has no self-awareness.

Shang Congshu woke up after being asked by Feng Xin, she yawned, and there were small wet tears at the end of her eyes. Is this the most difficult level for a mental patient? Even if the disease is controllable and improves, do you have to work hard to prove that you are not sick?

The foot in the blanket kicked Feng Xin with little effort.

"Really not, do you believe me?" Shang Congshu's forehead rested on Feng Xin's shoulder, his teeth danced, and he said fiercely, "I'm angry, I'm going to scold you!"

Feng Xin flicked Shang Congshu's forehead with her index finger, "Okay, please forgive me, I'm worried about you, and I don't know what the world in your heart is like."

If they hadn't experienced those things, like ordinary couples, Feng Xin might still be 90% sure to make a correct guess about Shang Congshu's inner world.

Now Feng Xin only feels that it is vague and invisible, although he can see it, he cannot touch it, and he cannot clearly know the outline.

Shang Cong Shu Jiao snorted, turned over and stood above, she leaned over to look at Feng Xin, "What do you think of me, what I am."

Feng Xin sees her as a silly lunatic, then she is a lunatic, Feng Xin sees her as a naughty bag who loves to make trouble, then she is a naughty bag.

"Don't ask that in the future." She asked solemnly.

Feng Xin suddenly straightened his waist, Shang Congshu's face changed, he became shy, stared at Feng Xin, his eyebrows were full of anger.

After teasing Shang Congshu, Feng Xin was in a good mood, "Don't ask me, then how do I know your situation?"

Shang Congshu pondered the meeting, and pondered: "We go to the hospital once a month and let the doctor come to see you. Anyway, you can't keep asking..."

She retreated from "Don't ask" to "Don't ask constantly", not wanting Feng Xin to be too worried, and gave Feng Xin the right to ask appropriately.

Now Fengxin confirms that Shang Congshu is really not sick, because real patients will not recognize that they are abnormal, and refuse to go to the hospital and take medicine.

Shang Cong Shuneng took the initiative to ask to see a doctor regularly, Feng Xin was very happy, she hugged Shang Congshu pressure into the quilt, "Baby, you are awesome and brave."

She covered the quilt to prevent Shang Congshu's hands and feet from sticking out, and said, "Don't bother you, go to sleep."

Shang Congshu originally planned to fall asleep, but now he is very awake, sleepy and unable to sleep, looking at Feng Xin resentfully, "Well, I don't want to sleep now."

She was next to Feng Xin, asking Feng Xin to hug her, "Tell me a story."

She remembered that in the first few years, Feng Xin would tell a story every night to lull her to sleep. Although it was the same in this life, she missed the feeling before.

At that time Fengxin was in a different mood. He only had one thought about Shang Congshu, to do what Shang Congshu liked. Most of the time now Fengxin is holding on to comfort Shang Congshu's mood , will be so obedient.

"Okay." Feng Xin responded and began to tell stories with Shang Congshu.

The stories of those scientists should be almost the same. She talked about modern poets, the life background and life experience of Wen Yiduo and Dai Wangshu.

Feng Xin was actually not interested in these, but in order to pursue Shang Congshu, she forced herself to learn a lot, for fear that she could not find a topic in chat with Shang Congshu.

In the end, what she learned was only the habit of listening to stories after Shang Congshu became ill, which allowed her to play. Before Shang Congshu became ill, she never used it.

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Feng Xin Kanshang Congshu fell asleep again, hugging her arms tightly, it was quiet at night, her mood was not high, how long could her Congshu be like this...

Next day.

This weekend, Feng Xin didn't set an alarm clock. She fell asleep and woke up naturally, and it was already ten o'clock.

The table in the living room was covered with something, the wind was opened, it was a plate of toast with condensed milk, and there was a fruit plate next to it.

Shang Congshu was lying on the side to draw the manuscript, the morning light in autumn and winter was very warm, shining into the room from the window, falling on Shang Congshu, from the hair to the waist, the whole body itself was bathed in hazy gentle light.

Simple sky blue long and wide knitwear, bottom is a long skirt, white thick three-layer irregular skirt, the outermost layer is decorated with lace, hooked into two small bows, the innermost The skirt material on the first layer is the longest, and the design of the large arc lotus leaf pleated skirt.

"Cong Shu, let's go to the playground later." Feng Xin said.

Shang Cong Shu is timid and dare not play many playground projects. Now the weather is very good outside, and there is the largest Ferris wheel in China. Her purpose is to make Shang Cong Shu stand under the Ferris wheel. , let her take a picture.

Well, it sure looks good.

Shang from Shu Tongren turned around twice, "Well, but I want to stay at home."

Although she is not in a hurry to submit the manuscript, but she is in a hurry to make money and wants to buy a gold bracelet for Feng's mother. Of course, the sooner the manuscript is submitted, the better.

Feng Xin disagreed, "No, the doctor said to take you to a new environment outside."

You can't just stay at home, it is not conducive to the recovery of the disease.

Shang Congshu still wanted to find some reason not to go out, but suddenly thought that Feng Xin was really haggard for her, and even on weekends, he wanted to do things that would make her better... If he refused Unable to speak for a moment.

Feng Xin's patience is different from ordinary people, to the extent that even Shang Congshu's biological parents admire him.

If Fengxin is lazy, he will not take care of Shang Congshu so well.

Shang Congshu urged, "Okay, then go wash up and have breakfast."

She went back to the master bedroom and sat in front of the dresser, getting ready for makeup.

How can a date lack a sense of ceremony.

Feng Xin brushed her teeth and washed her face, watching Shang Congshu's makeup process while eating toast.

Shang Congshu is choosing color contacts, one is brownish-gray, the other is bluish, "Axin, come and help me choose, I don't know which pair to wear when I go out. ."

Feng Xin saw Shang Congshu so seriously, she used to sit cross-legged on the edge, and while Shang Congshu was unprepared, she hugged the plump lips and kissed, her tongue provoking.

Aware that Shang Congshu wanted to avoid, Feng Xin buckled the back of his head and deepened the kiss.

Shang Congshu's blushing and heartbeat sounded in his ears, and after a while, Feng Xin was relieved.

Shang Congshu protested, "I'm wearing makeup, you can't make trouble!"

Feng Xin knew that Shang Congshu was going to put on makeup, so she hurriedly kissed when the makeup was not complete. Not to mention my dear.

"I've already made trouble." Feng Xin spread his hands, "I'm having breakfast, you're making trouble too?"

The toast she just ate and the condensed milk on her lips were all milky sweet.

Shang Congshu's face was hot, but he couldn't make a fuss, so he turned the topic back to beauty contact lenses, "You help me pick a pair, which one looks better?"

Feng Xin propped on the dressing table with one hand, tilted her head to look at Shang Congshu, and was not in a hurry to help choose.

She gestured to Shang Congshu silently, and tapped her lips with her index finger.