MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 44 , shame

The hoarse tone made Shang Congshu's eyes sore and hurt.

She hugged Feng Xin back, resting her chin on Feng Xin's shoulder, still reluctant to speak.

“From Shu…”

Shang Congshu suddenly interrupted Feng Xin, covered his head and whimpered, "My head hurts, my head hurts!"

Feng Xin felt tight in her heart, hearing that Shang Congshu was uncomfortable, she rubbed Shang Congshu's temple with both hands, "Where does it hurt? Does it feel any better?"

Shang Congshu also had headaches before, Feng Xin always thought it was the side effect of those medicines, making Shang Congshu such a headache.

Even if she knew that Shang Congshu didn't take medicine at all, the headache might be fake, Feng Xin believed it, and worried that Shang Congshu was really uncomfortable.

Tonight.

Feng Xin personally helped Shangcong Shu pick up some daily necessities, she deliberately kneaded all the clothes to see if there was anything hidden inside, no matter how much she looked, she couldn't find the box" medicine" sugar.

Strange, where is it? I didn't see it when I moved, and Shang Congshu didn't seem to be here either. Was it thrown away?

In the middle of the night, Shang Congshu hugged Fengxin and asked, "Will you come to see me?"

Feng Xin recalled what Wen Yu said last time, that the hospital can be visited at fixed times, she said, "Yes."

Feeling Shang Congshu's emotional unease, Feng Xin turned around, hugged the person into his arms, lowered his head and kissed and kissed on that face.

Shang Congshu was still afraid, she closed her eyes and forced herself not to think wildly, "A Xin, if I'm still like this two years later, forget me and talk about the next one."

Feng Xin exhaled a long breath, let go of Shang Congshu, lay flat on the bed, and looked at the lamp on the ceiling, she had thought about it countless times, trying to hear from Shang Congshu to these similar words.

In this way, she can feel less guilty, leave Shang Congshu, and like others.

Now that Shang Congshu really said it, she pondered for a long time, but still said "um".

Feng Xin knew how much it would hurt Shang Congshu to understate one tone, but compared to this, she didn't want Shang Congshu to be burdened by her waiting in the hospital.

When Shang Congshu heard the answer, her pupils shrank tightly and she couldn't stop her sadness. She bit on Feng Xin's shoulder and secretly vented. She let go.

They slept together, but their hearts were far apart.

Next day.

Feng Xin didn't sleep much for nearly a night, so she woke up early and wanted to make breakfast for Shang Congshu.

She was in the kitchen, but Shang Congshu's parents came here, nearly an hour earlier than the time they agreed on on the phone.

Feng Xinwei: "...wait a minute, I want to cook something for Congshu."

Wen Yu never gave Feng Xin a good face since entering the door, and sneered at Feng Xin, "I said, you can't accept Shu Shu, so you break up with her. What's the use of just liking her? You Do you have the money to buy medicine for Shu Shu? I don’t understand the whole thing, and I’m still stubborn with me.”

Though these words are ugly, they are true.

The simple and elegant middle-aged man beside him, when he is not talking, his whole body is surrounded by a light and gentle temperament.

He took a serious tone as soon as he opened his mouth, "We came early, we have something to communicate with Shushu, just do your job. The hospital is not something we can live in if we want, I want to Take Shu Shu to check first and see what the doctor has to say."

Shang Cong Shu, who heard the movement, came out of the room.

Professor Shang has been hearing from others how his daughter has become, but he has not seen with his own eyes how Shang Congshu is.

The girl in front of me simply tied a low ponytail, the upper body was apricot-colored pure cotton short t, and the bottom was a layered silk long skirt, with a chiffon lace cardigan of the same color on the outside, facing the face A touch of gentle and moving autumn wind.

He asked some doctors and friends and said that patients with mental disorders will have abnormal habits. The current appearance of Shang Congshu makes it difficult for him to associate with mental illness.

"Dad, Mom." Shang Congshu called out obediently, winked at Feng Xin, and motioned for Feng Xin to make breakfast.

Professor Shang's old look, after seeing that Shang Congshu's situation was not as serious as he thought, the big stone in his heart was put down.

"Shu Shu, Dad has always wanted to see you, Xiaofeng always said that it will stimulate you, scare you, and stop you from looking." He was a little resentful, because of his self-cultivation, It is not good to use too harsh language to accuse Feng Xin.

Speaking out is to let Shang Congshu know that as a father, he did not give up Shang Congshu.

I haven't slept well in the past few days, and I have taken leave from school. He often worries in Shang Congshu's room alone. Looking at the paintings made by Shang Congshu on the wall, he can't help crying.

Shang Congshu wasn't sure if she had talked nonsense about her father when she got sick, thinking that Feng Xin was worried about her, and said softly, "A Xin takes good care of me."

Wen Yu saw that the communication between the two father and daughter was quite normal, knowing that Shang Congshu was in a clear-headed state now, and threw out the purpose of coming in advance.

She held Shang Congshu with one hand, and touched Shang Congshu's forehead with love, "Daughter, your aunt has told us all about your grievances, I didn't know you were here. How it went, I never dared to tell you."

Shang Congshu didn't react.

Wen Yu went on to say: "She wants to wait for your condition to improve, and sincerely apologize to you. I hope you can forgive her for being confused for a while, and her family's affairs will be resolved behind closed doors."

Shang Congshu doesn't think that Luo Ying will admit her mistake, so she has used threats and intimidation to her. Now she tells her that it is her family, and wants to close the door to solve it?

"Is that so..." Shang Congshu was expressionless, not feeling happy, and asked indifferently, "Then when will she contact the magazine to withdraw the manuscript?"

Wen Yu wanted to say something, but Professor Shang's expression became more and more solemn, and was about to stop, Wen Yu had already spoken, "What your aunt means is to reconcile, she will compensate you for the royalties. , but she's in trouble...if someone finds out about her stealing the manuscript, her career will be over!"

Three generations of businessmen have been teaching and educating people. Although their days are not rich and noble, they have no worries about food and clothing and live a good life.

When Professor Shang was young, his parents divorced, and his sister Shang Ying was taken away by her mother and remarried. Although her sister changed her surname to Cheng Luo, the relationship between the two siblings was not affected at all.

Since Luo Ying married a rich and powerful man, the distance between the two of them began to grow further and further.

Wen Yu always wanted to build a good relationship. She felt that Luo Ying was married well, so she had money and status, and she would definitely give her eldest son a good future.

If Shang Congshu can reconcile with Luo Ying, it means Luo Ying owes their family a lot of favor, and it is a good opportunity.

"Mom." Shang Congshu frowned, "Do I want a fee for the manuscript? If she doesn't withdraw the manuscript, everyone will think that she wrote those poems, and I A medium-length novel…”

"Aren't you the one who wrote this!" Wen Yu didn't understand that when Shang Congshu wrote something, what he could get was only the royalties? It's like making Luo Ying lose money, she persuaded hard: "Anyway, you can keep writing and keep writing, and there are still a few decades left for you to write, so you should give your aunt a few articles, you make such a big deal, And shame on the family."

Shang Congshu yanked his hand back, stood up from the sofa, his eyes were red, "The thief is not me, why am I disgracing you?"

My mother always blamed her, blamed her for being mentally ill, made it difficult for my brother and sister to find a good family, blamed her for letting people gossip at home, and being watched with sympathy when she went out.

She recognizes all of these...why can she be blamed for what she did not do wrong?

Wen Yu still didn't give up, "Shu Shu, you must know, she is your aunt, we can't be too heartless in our life and work."

Shang Congshu's eyes widened and her whole body was shaking. She picked up the cup on the table and smashed it on Wen Yu's head.

No one thought that Shang Congshu would suddenly make such a move, Wen Yu fell to the ground with her hands in the air, screaming again and again, "Ahhh-"

Professor Shang hurried forward to pull Shang Congshu away.

Shang Congshu had bitten Wen Yu to death. He clung to Wen Yu's arm and refused to let go. His nails were about to poke blood holes in the flesh.

She yelled, "Get out! Murderer! I'm going to call the police and arrest you!"

She held the cup with her hand and repeated the same movement. If it wasn't for Wen Yu's arm to block it, she would have been bleeding.

Where did Professor Shang see the face of Shang Congshu, he was really frightened, his eyes were full of horror, "Shang Congshu, she is your mother, stop! You'll kill her..."

Shang Congshu was as if she hadn't heard, her strength was much stronger than before, she smashed Wen Yu again and again and lost her mind.

Just as she raised her arm high in the air again, her wrist was caught suddenly.

Shang Congshu turned his eyes away subconsciously, and saw Feng Xin with an unsure expression on his face, holding her hand and standing on the side to look at her.

The cup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, shattered into glass slag, and the shards were covered with mottled blood.

"A Xin..."

Shang Congshu murmured, his lips were blue and white, and his upper and lower lips trembled uncontrollably.

Looking at Feng Xin for a few seconds, she turned her eyes away and didn't dare to look at Feng Xin again, she knew what she looked like now, it must be very scary, very scary...

Shang Congshu lowered his head, and the apricot silk skirt on his body was splattered with a few drops of red blood. want to gag.

She raised her other hand, covered the cloth with blood spots on the skirt, peeked at Feng Xin, and swept this part of the skirt into the palm of her hand, at a loss.