Shadow Bride

Lu Shifeng glanced at her, nodded, and left by himself.

He knew that Zhuang Heng had always pleased his mother, since she wanted to stay, just keep it.

He returned home in the driver's car. The living room on the first floor was very quiet. The little wife who usually sits on the sofa waiting for his absence tonight is deserted. He went upstairs in the dark, opened the bedroom door, and the moonlight shone.

In the dim light and shadow, he saw a group of tiny figures curled up on the bed, looking helpless.

I approached and took a closer look, and it turned out that it was her, her eyes closed tightly asleep, and she didn't know if she was having a nightmare, and her forehead was wet with cold sweat. He stretched out his hand and gently touched her pale cheek, the delicate touch was like a fragile ceramic doll. On the bedside table, there are torn baby warm stickers and half a cup of cold brown sugar water.

So lonely.

He felt a little pain in his heart, and he didn't know why, so he took off his coat and put it on her bedding.

With this movement, she opened her eyes in a daze. "Lu...Lu Shifeng...?" She called dimly, her voice like a little beast that had just emerged from the nest, soft and uncertain. She suspected that she was dreaming, why did he come back?

Lu Shifeng looked down at her: "Wake up? I'll pour you some water."

Turned around and went to the kitchen to toss for a long time, and finally made a cup of steaming brown sugar water.

Su Xingyu slept in a daze, reached out to pick it up, his finger was scalded as soon as he touched the cup, and he hurriedly retracted. At this moment, doze also woke up: "Lu Shifeng, really you? Are you really back?"

"It's been a long time since I came back," Lu Shifeng said in a low voice, "Didn't you tell me to come back?"

Su Xingyu suffocated. She was right to call him, but she didn't call him back! The call was only to inform him that Du Shuxian was ill, and did not expect him to come back. It's just a matter of fate.

But now, he really came back, it was frightened.

Seeing that she was not talking, Lu Shifeng held the cup of brown sugar water and said, "Have you been hot? I'll take a shower."

Su Xingyu returned to her senses: "Do you, do you know where the cold water is?" She couldn't believe that this stubborn young master would cook her brown sugar water by herself. The waiter brought it up last time at the Express Hotel. .

Sure enough, Lu Shifeng said: "I don't know." The gentleman went to cook. This old motto was thoroughly implemented in the Lu family. Every man in the Lu family has ten fingers and does not touch the spring water. How can he know which faucet the cold drinking water in the kitchen is? ?

To be honest, he can heat up this cup of brown sugar water, it is already very difficult.

Su Xingyu: "...It's okay, let it go, I'll wait for a while and then drink." Anyway, she didn't have the energy to get out of bed with him to toss with cold water, her lower abdomen was still aching, even if it hurts for one minute, it hurts for ten minutes. It hurts, she broke the jar and fell.

Lu Shifeng glanced at her bloodless face and said, "You wait."

Carrying the cup of brown sugar water, went down again.

Su Xingyu didn't know what he was doing down there, but only faintly heard voices, and the faint orange that flooded the courtyard with the kitchen lights. After a few minutes, the voices and orange lights dissipated, and Lu Shifeng came up with a cup of brown sugar water: "It's warm this time. You can drink it to see how it goes."

Su Xingyu took a sip. This time the temperature was just right, and the warmth flowed from her mouth into her abdomen, dispelling the dull pain caused by the cold and making her feel much better all at once. She almost sighed with satisfaction: "Thank you, Lu Shifeng."

Curious again: "Did you find the cold drinking water faucet below?"

Lu Shifeng said, "Call the driver to help find him." The poor driver drove him back in the middle of the night. He just lay down to sleep and was pulled up before he finished his first dream. He was wearing a vest and shorts in the cold. In the autumn night, tremblingly, I went to the kitchen to find the drinking water faucet. By the way, he pointed out that his young master re-dipped a cup of brown sugar water, which was also a bitter life.

Su Xingyu sympathized with the driver in his heart, feeling a little guilty: "Don't be so troublesome."

"Why is it troublesome if Mrs. Young wants to drink brown sugar water?" Lu Shifeng didn't care at all. In terms of salary and benefits, he treated his subordinates generously, but the requirement was that these people should be there whenever they passed, orders and actions were forbidden. Not much.

Su Xingyu stopped talking, and silently took another sip of brown sugar water.

"Is it better?" Lu Shifeng asked her.

"It's much better." Maybe it's because people have become warmer, her voice is soft, "Lu Shifeng, thank you."

He frowned slightly: "You are my wife, why do you say thank you."

She was stunned, and these words flowed into her heart like a warm current. Since marrying him, she rarely had the real sense of being his wife, but at this moment, in this autumn night, in the moonlight bedroom, His simple glass of brown sugar water, a simple sentence, seemed to have opened a hole in her dusty heart.

She suddenly smiled: "Yeah."

Immediately remembered something, and asked him: "When did you arrive, have you seen your mother in the hospital?"

"I came back with Zhuang Heng," he said. "It didn't take long before I went to the hospital to see my mother. Before she woke up, I came back to look for you. Zhuang Heng was with her over there."

"Zhuang Heng?" The warm current that just poured into my heart disappeared, Su Xingyu asked, "Why is she looking after her mother over there? And she..." She wanted to ask him why Zhuang Heng would travel with him and come back together again. ? But would this be too jealous if asked? She pursed her lips slightly, her self-esteem stopped her.

Lu Shifeng didn't take it seriously: "She offered to take care of him. My mother likes him anyway."

Su Xingyu looked at his expression and saw that he didn't seem to take this matter to his heart. He couldn't help but said, "Is it not good for her to be an outsider? That's what children should do."

Lu Shifeng glanced at her, his voice turned slightly colder: "You want to say that I have not fulfilled my responsibility as a son?"

See you, God, she didn't mean that!

"I, I just," under his oppressive gaze, she couldn't even speak, "you, Zhuang Heng..." After struggling for a long time, under his gaze, the brain became more and more chaotic. , Closed her eyes, her heart sullen, "Can't you tell that Zhuang Heng likes you?! She is not good to your mother, she just wants to behave well and then marry you!"

As soon as the words were spoken, his face was red.

Under the dim moonlight, Lu Shifeng stared at her for a long time.

Her face was getting redder and red, and she couldn't bear his gaze, she turned aside visibly.

"Why do you think so?" he asked.

"Everyone can tell that she likes you!" she whispered angrily.