Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

On the seventh day of the summer, he was so confused that he didn't even know when he was going to sleep. Feng Xun came out of the bathroom and saw that she was lying quietly on the bed. Her breathing had become steady, so he was relieved.

He put on his robe, picked up his cell phone and quietly left the bedroom. Then he dialed Kerry.

"Hello, Feng Shao -" Kerry's low voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the whirring of the strong wind.

Knowing that they were still at the farm in northern Australia, Feng Xun asked in a low voice, "what's the situation there?"

"Feng Shao, the farm is very big. Kelly and I are not sure if Carl Merck left any important documents or clues on the farm, so we are checking his room and cupboard one by one to see if we can find anything useful!" Kerry on the other end of the line said respectfully.

Feng Xun answered and asked thoughtfully, "I seem to have heard the wind, which makes the leaves rustle!"

"Yes, the weather is changing outside. I feel that there may be a storm later!"

Feng Xun nodded and told Kerry on the other end of the phone: "it's not known whether the killer of Karl Merck is still nearby. You and Kelly should be more careful. If you need support, please call me immediately. The support team in Australia will rush to help you immediately."

"Yes, Feng Shao!" Kerry answered respectfully and said, "Kelly seems to have found something over there. I'll go to him first and report to you when we have news."

Feng Xun answered with a low voice, hung up the phone and looked out of the window. The night sky, which was still shining with stars, seemed to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, which covered the original brilliance.

"Pickup --" Feng Xun called the housekeeper downstairs and said in a low voice, "it may change at night. Please tell the gardener to close the window of the sunshine room so that the flowers won't be damaged by the wind and rain!"

"OK, Feng Shao!" Pika, the housekeeper, nodded and went to tell the gardener something.

Feng Xun doesn't feel sleepy at the moment, so he goes back to his study, pours himself a glass of whiskey, drinks it slowly, and turns on the computer to process some documents.

When he finished his work, he replied to a few emails, turned off the computer, picked up his wine glass and stood at the window. Sure enough, he saw that it had begun to rain outside, and there was a faint thunder.

It seems that not only the sudden change of weather in Australia, but also the night in Genoa is no longer so quiet and will be attacked by rainstorms!

Feng Xun finished the whisky, put down his glass and left the study. Just as he got to the door of the bedroom, he heard the thunder outside.

There seems to be a cry of surprise in the bedroom. It's obviously a girl's. Feng Xun's heart is tight. He opens the door of the bedroom and rushes in. Sure enough, he sees that the seventh day of summer has been awakened by thunder and lightning. He is sitting shivering on the bed with his knees in his arms. He wants to be covered with a quilt, as if he is no longer afraid

Another burst of thunder came. The fierce lightning seemed to split the whole night sky and illuminate the dark room through the heavy floor curtains. On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun rushed forward with a cry of fright. He held her in his arms and lowered his head to kiss the top of her hair

Feng Xun's deep and pleasant voice came into the seven ears of early summer. It seemed that she had found the spiritual support. She hugged Feng Xun tightly and put her head into his arms. Her voice trembled slightly.

"Feng Xun, don't go, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave. I just watched you sleep and deal with something!" Feng Xun patted her on the back, held her small face, dropped a soft kiss on her forehead, turned on the bedside lamp, looked at the depth of her eyes, and said in a soft voice: "you see, I'm not with you?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he tentatively stroked his face, touched his warm cheek and confirmed that he was really in front of him. Then he was relieved and said with a bitter smile, "I just had a nightmare, and then I was awakened by the thunder and lightning. Until just now, I thought I had an illusion!"

"It's just a nightmare..." Feng Xun sighed, simply sat on the bed, adjusted a posture, let her more comfortable in her arms, lifted the quilt to cover them, stroked her long hair and said: "it's likely that the sudden change of the sky makes you think that you are in a bad environment, so you will have a nightmare!"

"Maybe it's because I heard that Carl Merck is dead!" On the seventh day of the summer, he shook his head, leaned against his arms, listened to his powerful heart beat, breathed steadily, and murmured, "I just dreamt about the dead, so many dead people. I don't know where I went and why there were so many dead people. Later, I saw a man who seemed to want to tell me something, but he didn't say anything, He was shot in the eye by the quilt... "

When she said this, her hands grasped Feng Xun's arm consciously, and now she still has a lingering fear: "that scene is so terrible, I seem to see his eyes rolling down, splashing all my blood with my own eyes!"

Her palms are cold, and her teeth are trembling. Feng Xun quickly holds her palms, warms them in his big hands, lowers his head, kisses her lips, and comforts her: "little fool, are you impressed by the horror movies you saw before?"

"But why do I dream about it at this time?" At the beginning of the summer, I asked in a puzzled way. I always felt that this dream seemed to indicate something.

"You just heard that Carl Merck is dead, so you're just thinking about it!"

Feng Xun sighed and said helplessly: "I knew you would react so much. I shouldn't have told you this before you went to bed..."

"No, you're right to tell me!" The seventh day of the summer shook his head, turned his head and comforted him with a smile: "I'm ok, but I regard this man as an important clue in my heart, so his death shocked me too much!"

"According to Kerry and Kelly's description, his expression of death seems to be more peaceful, can't see many traces of struggle, and it's not the terrible situation you described in your dream!"

Feng Xun patted her on the back of the head and said in a low voice, "so don't scare yourself any more. I have just told Kerry that he and Kelly should continue to investigate thoroughly. Maybe they can find something useful from that remote farm!"

At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven o'clock and looked up from his arms to the French window. She saw that there was still a flash of lightning outside from time to time. However, she was firmly held by Feng Xun in her arms and felt his temperature. Her mind was also quite calm.

Maybe, as Feng Xun said, it's all her wishful thinking and a nightmare