Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Looking at her drowning her sorrow in front of her, Feng Fu's mood has become a bit complicated. Seeing that she has already drunk two glasses of red wine and still wants to drink the third, she finally can't help grabbing the red wine from her hand and whispering: "EVA, enough, it's over. Why do you have to do this?"

Mrs. Woodson looked up at Feng Fu with a calm look in front of her. She recalled his illness, and finally said with a bitter smile, "yes, you were the one who was crazy, but now I am crazy. How ironic... Maybe this is my retribution!"

"EVA -" Feng Fu frowned and said coldly, "I think you're drunk!"

What crazy, what retribution, such words he does not want to hear her speak freely!

"Drunk or drunk..." murmured Mrs. Woodson. She took back her glass from Feng Fu's hand, continued to pick up the bottle of red wine on the table, poured a whole glass for herself, and continued to take a big drink.

"Drunk, I don't have to look back on the failure of most of my life, I don't have to be miserable and sad for myself!"

As she spoke happily, she looked at Feng Fu in front of her with blurred eyes and continued to drink. She only felt that the man in front of her had unconsciously turned into a handsome young man, and her eyes became dull.

"EVA, you're drunk, I'll take you home..." Feng Fu called her twice. Seeing that she didn't answer, he just looked at himself and didn't feel in the mood to accompany her to continue to eat. After a low persuasion, he wanted to pull her up.

"No, I don't want to go back now..." Mrs. Woodson shook her head and pushed his hand away. "The wine has not been finished yet, and you haven't eaten yet," he said with a self mocking smile. "Isn't it a waste of these delicacies when you go back?"

"Are you really not drunk?" Feng Fu frowned slightly and asked suspiciously, "EVA, you don't have to force..."

"I said I'm not drunk. Although we haven't seen each other for a long time, I don't drink as much as that!" Mrs. Woodson raised her eyebrows and began to pick up her knife and fork and cut the fish chops in front of her.

When Feng Fu saw this, he could only continue to accompany her for dinner. Seeing that her hand with knife and fork was a little unsteady, he sighed and took the plate in front of her and cut it for her.

Looking at his graceful movements, Mrs. Woodson turned her head and lifted her chin to smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng's father helped her to cut the food. Seeing that she was looking at herself and smiling, she asked in doubt.

"If only we could have been like this all the time!" Murmured Mrs. Woodson, putting his cut steak into her mouth, she felt that these familiar delicacies were more delicious than ever.

Feng Fu didn't say much, but he shook his head helplessly and funny, and sighed in a low voice: "the past can't be traced back. We were all wrong in those years, but you..."

He said that and stopped.

He said that he didn't want to recall the past. Even if he forgives her now, even if he has put everything down now, it doesn't mean that he is willing to review the past with her!

"Can't we really go back to the past?" Mrs. Woodson looked at him in a dazed way and whispered, "I already know I'm wrong. Can you give me a chance to make up for it?"

When she said that, she put down her knife and fork, took the initiative to hold the hand of Feng Fu, and looked at him with expectation in her eyes.

Feng's father looked at her with deep eyes. After a moment's silence, he shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "EVA, although I have heard an old saying that if I know my mistake, I will correct it. It's very good, but some mistakes can't be made up for and changed... Because we can't go back to the past, and we can't go back to it!"

"Why can't you give me a chance to correct my mistake?" Mrs. Woodson's voice was slightly excited, and she asked bitterly, "how many of those couples who are married by rich families play separately, but they will not divorce. They have lovers outside, and they still maintain peace. Why do I just feel dizzy and make mistakes, and you can't forgive me?"

"EVA, I don't care about other couples, but you know, I'm a cleanliness addict!" Feng Fu said this in a deep voice.

Mrs. Woodson was stunned, and a sentence once said by her son Feng Xun was replayed in her mind.

He said, "mother, do you know where I come from? I inherited my father's cleanliness, which is not only physical, but also psychological! "

Feng Fu took advantage of her stupefied Kung Fu, slowly pulled back his hand from her hand, took a sip of the wine cup, and then slowly said: "there is no reason that mistakes can be corrected in my dictionary about feelings. When a relationship is covered with dust, there is no need to keep it and review it again..."

Mrs. Woodson looked at him quietly and said these words coldly, just as he looked at his cold eyes when they were in the cold war, which made her a boiling heart, like being splashed with ice water

"You are so cruel Mrs. Woodson said with a bitter smile. She took up the wine and drank the rest of it in one gulp: "you have no heart!"

Feng Fu didn't retort, he just dropped his eyes and kept silent.

If he really had no heart, he would not have been stimulated to get sick in those years. But now, what's the point?

He didn't want to look back on the feeling of being hurt by his closest friends. If he could, he would rather have no heart

"At the beginning, Feng Xun's psychological counselor Jessica told me that he had emotional apathy for many years. I was still strange at that time, but later I realized that it was up to you..."

Said Mrs. Woodson in a low voice, eating the food in front of her, tasteless.

"You father and son, do not have feelings, who fell in love with you, will only end in a poor ending!"

Feng Fu's face sank slightly. He said unhappily, "you can say me, but you can't say our son like that! Feng Xun and his wife are living very well now. Even if he really has emotional apathy, he is completely well now! "

After a pause, he added coldly: "Feng Xun's indifference is caused by our failure to be responsible for his childhood. We all have mistakes, but I'm very glad that he found a woman who really took him out and taught him to love!"

Mrs. Woodson's hand suddenly froze, and she felt as if his words were mocking herself

Yes, Feng Xun used to be so indifferent. When she met the seventh day of the summer, she taught him to be human. However, she could drive her husband crazy. It was a joke to tell him!