MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 101 , extra one

She opened her eyes and saw the idyllic light green ceiling.

This is a strange home and a familiar home.

In the black hair, although not many, it is dazzling enough.

Feng Xin was in a trance, her hand involuntarily touched the mirror, and the cold touch shocked her.

From Shu…

She looked in the room, the door in the living room was opened at some point, and she was the only one in the whole house.

It was snowing heavily outside.

She just went out like this, and she fainted in less than ten minutes.

Feng Xin contacted the property management and monitoring, put on a thick padded jacket and snow boots, went to the security room, and clearly saw Shang Congshu ran out at 3:00 in the morning from the monitoring.

Fortunately, Shang Congshu didn't act stupid. He was wearing a cotton-padded coat so he wouldn't get cold. He didn't take anything, he just held a doll.

Feng Xin was in a hurry, following the direction, every other section of the road, she would find a street shop to ask for surveillance, and follow the traces.

They are not surprised, this is not the first time Feng Xin has used this method to find someone.

Feng Xin found it in the morning and night, and finally saw Shang Cong Shu towards the West Lake in a surveillance camera.

Nowadays, the eaves of the buildings in the entire scenic area are covered with white snow, and the lake water is frozen.

Feng Xin was about to die, if Shang Congshu ran to play on the ice, he would be in danger of falling into the lake.

She was more worried about this. She went to the lake first, and she finally found someone.

Shang Congshu did go to the lake to play, but he did not stand on the ice. In the lake pavilion, he sat on the stone bench in a daze. Red, swollen and hot looking.

Feng Xin walked the bridge ladder for a minute to reach the pavilion, looked at Shang Congshu, and finally squatted down, pulled down the legs of Shang Congshu's trousers, and covered the frozen exposed outside ankle.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Xin asked, exhaling hot air with both hands, rubbing Shang Congshu's ears to warm him.

Shang Congshu did not speak, moved a position, and continued to look.

Feng Xin followed his gaze and saw a few little sparrows standing on the dead branches and snuggling.

Cong Shu came to West Lake just to see these?

They were raised before, and then flew away. No matter how she found the exact same one, Shang Congshu could recognize that it was not the original one.

Feng Xin didn't mention it again, saw Shang Congshu's chapped lips and wanted to kiss, but just got close, Shang Congshu turned his face away, walked to another stone bench and sat down , staring at the sparrow, and did not focus on Feng Xin during the whole process.

Although Feng Xin was lost, she didn't complain, she sat beside Shang Congshu and watched it together.

"Cong Shu, I had a very long dream..." She said to herself, regardless of whether Shang Congshu could understand, she just wanted to say, "I dreamed that the two of us Everyone goes back to 20 years ago. You are so clingy to me and call my sister every day. Like all couples, we are sometimes very tired and sometimes quarrel. I want to hug you..."

Cong Shu really loves to cry.

She has a temperament that doesn't like to admit defeat.

Even if it was fake crying, her eyes would rain, making her overwhelmed, and then climbed into her arms and kissed her chin, wanting to hug and coax, after this operation, she had no temper at all .

Unfortunately, Shang Congshu heard what Feng Xin said, but he ignored Feng Xin, didn't blink, and didn't react at all.

A branch couldn't bear the weight of the thick snow, and was suddenly crushed. The snow on the whole tree was shaking, and the sparrows were frightened and flew away.

Shang Cong Shu Muran had an expression on his face, and his eyes moved in the direction the sparrow flew away.

"Let's go home." Feng Xin said warmly, leading Shang from Shu towards the bridge ladder.

Lights were installed every ten meters on the bridge, and the road was not dark. Feng Xin was afraid that Shang Congshu would fall, so he walked very slowly.

Shang Congshu seemed to notice something, and stopped deliberately, Feng Xin also stopped, she started to walk, and Feng Xin took a step.

Before Feng Xin couldn't stand the dawdling of Shang Congshu's walk away, she was walking one after the other with Shang Congshu, and her impatient mood was expressed in her actions without saying anything on.

It used to be a one-minute journey, but now five minutes have passed, and they are still walking on the bridge.

Feng Xin did not walk ahead as before, holding Shang Congshu's other hand and stuffing it into her padded jacket pocket, she said: "I'm starving, go back and cook shrimp wontons to eat, OK?"

Nubi.

Feng Xin can see that she hasn't bought a gift for Shang Congshu for a long time.

For a long time, she was shocked. The woman who used to go to work and brought things to Shang Congshu every day when she came back would be the same as she is now.

At that time, she brought Congshu a bunch of flowers, a small hairpin, a cup of milk tea, a wave candy...all of which made Congshu very happy.

Even if it is difficult to accept that she is different from ordinary people, her little gift will always give Cong Shu strength invisibly.

Feng Xin took a deep breath and smiled bitterly, would Cong Shu be sad, not receiving a flower or a candy for so many years.

She took the merchant from Shu to a shop specializing in puppets.

Shang Congshu saw Snoopy on the shelf at a glance. This Snoopy is an official new product, wearing a Christmas hat and khaki plush clothes, very cool ,so cute.

She just looked at it like this, without reaching out to touch it, she couldn't look away.

Fengxin took it off the shelf, held it to her chest, leaned down slightly, smiled and looked at Cong Shu, "Kiss me and I'll buy it for you."

Shang Congshu's expression was dull, he moved his fingertips, raised his hand several times, and lowered it back to the outside of his thigh.

Feng Xin's eyes were lonely, she took a step back, "Call me sister."

She doesn't want to kiss her, she just needs to call her sister.

But it is such a name, such a small prayer, Shang Congshu couldn't give Feng Xin, but just stared straight at the doll in Feng Xin's arms.

Feng Xin sighed, her nose was sour, and her eyes were hot.

"Nod, you nod and this is for you."

Her throat was like a cold wind pouring into her, and it was torn by scraping and dripping blood.

"If you don't want it, I'll put it back."

Fashion to put the doll back on the shelf.

Shang Congshu opened his lips anxiously, but he didn't make a sound except breathing, and nodded slowly.