Chapter 215 Mr. Nanchuan, you got the wrong person
Stumbling through the corridor, Nanchuan Shijue opened the doors of each room.
Art studio, piano room, spa room...
Every room was empty, without the figure that haunted his dreams.
Despair surged like a tide, until he saw the faint light coming from the guest room at the end.
Ning Fengsheng tossed and turned in bed.
The sound of rain disturbed her, and what was even more disturbing was the cold face that kept appearing in her mind.
She opened her phone and looked at the baby's hand in the WeChat avatar.
Nanchuan Shijue took good care of the baby, and the baby was so fat that his little hands were as piecemeal as lotus roots.
White and tender.
I really want to hold you in my arms and give you a kiss...
Ning Fengsheng clicked on the photo of Nanchuan Shijue again, imagining what this face would look like on a baby.
The sound of the door being slammed open almost made her jump.
In the backlight, Nanchuan Shijue's tall figure filled the entire door frame. His breathing was heavy and he exuded a strong smell of alcohol.
"I found you." He said in a low voice, and his tense face suddenly relaxed, as if a desert traveler finally found an oasis.
Before Ning Fengsheng could react, the man rushed over and hugged her tightly in his arms.
His strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into her bones and blood.
"Why are you running around?" Nanchuan Shijue's voice was filled with aggrieved anger. "I almost searched the entire Rose Garden, Ning Fengsheng!"
This is not the Rose Garden, it is the "Home of Shengshi".
"Have you been drinking? Are you drunk?" Ning Fengsheng smelled the strong smell of alcohol coming from him, "Mr. Nanchuan, you've got the wrong person."
Nanchuan Shijue had a dazed look in his eyes and looked drunk. He pinched her struggling cheeks and just wanted to kiss her.
Ning Fengsheng struggled and pushed his chest, his fingertips touching his violently beating heart, like a drum.
"I'm Si Yin, open your eyes and see clearly!" Her voice trembled, but it stopped abruptly when the man leaned over.
Nanchuan Shijue's hot breath sprayed on her earlobe, and the strong smell of alcohol almost suffocated her.
He brushed his nose against the side of her neck, took hold of the sensitive skin, and gently ground it with his teeth, as if he wanted to carve her taste into his bones.
"Shengsheng..." He murmured the name with endless attachment and pain.
Ning Fengsheng's heart suddenly ached and his eyes instantly became moist.
She suppressed her emotions and shouted sternly, "Nanchuan Shijue! Don't move! If you do this again, I will be angry!"
These words seemed to work like magic.
The man who was as strong as a beast a second ago suddenly froze, with a hint of clarity and more confusion in his eyes.
He slowly loosened his grip, but still held her stubbornly, lowering his head like a child who had done something wrong: "I'll be obedient... I'll listen to you in everything... Don't be angry..."
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"Ning Fengsheng, you know very well that I'm most afraid of you getting angry."
Ning Fengsheng turned her face away, not daring to look at the deep affection in his eyes.
Nanchuan Shijue buried his face in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath of the faint fragrance from her body.
"Being angry makes you age, stupid woman..." He murmured vaguely, and his heavy body gradually pressed down, taking her with him and falling onto the bed.
Ning Fengsheng thought he would just fall asleep like that, but he heard the man speak again, his voice broken: "Ning Fengsheng, do you know how long you've been sleeping? You know what kind of life I've been living this year... You're so cruel..."
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"I've learned how to cook all the soups... Do you know how good I am now? When you wake up, praise me..."
Ning Fengsheng's eyes were sore.
"I rarely get drunk, but tonight is an exception... You hate it most when I drink. How could I dare get drunk with old man Moss watching over me?"
Nanchuan Shijue tightened his arms a little, as if he was afraid that the person in his arms would disappear.
"Ning Fengsheng, is that you, or am I dreaming again... I've developed the habit of talking to the air... I imagine you're still taking a bath in the bathroom... reading in the study... cutting roses in the garden..."
Ning Fengsheng bit her lower lip, tears silently sliding down her face, wetting her clothes.
"The scariest thing is the morning... Every time you open your eyes... you have to relive the fact that you're asleep... It's like a wound being opened every day..."
Ning Fengsheng's shoulders began to tremble.
"I've tried everything... whiskey... sleeping pills... working until the early hours... but all I dream about is you... and when I wake up I can't catch you..."
A hot tear fell on the back of Nanchuan Shijue's hand, but he was completely unaware and continued to mutter to himself:
"The doctor said my heart is failing... and I can't stand emotional stress anymore... Oh, I never know when I'll collapse. I always forget to take my medicine, so please take care of me when you wake up..."
Nanchuan Shijue's voice gradually became lower and finally turned into the sound of even breathing.
Ning Fengsheng looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Only now could she be so close to him and look at him without restraint!
He had lost a lot of weight, and his angular face was unhealthily pale. His eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, but his brows were still furrowed, as if he could not find peace even in his dreams.
She reached out and touched his face, her fingers trembling violently.
Tears fell silently, she didn't dare cry out loud...
She was afraid that there were surveillance cameras in the room, that her crying would be recorded, and that he would question her after waking up!
She lowered her head, trying to cry silently and at an angle that would not be captured by the camera.
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her tearful face.
Ning Fengsheng's heart suddenly stopped beating, and his mind went blank with fear...
"It's time for the night feeding..." Nanchuan Shijue staggered to his feet and groped for the bedside table in the dark, "Where's the bottle? Where's the milk powder? Shit! I warned you not to move this place! Where's the wet nurse? Let her roll over here——"
Ning Fengsheng stood up in astonishment. Night feeding?
Is he the one who takes care of the baby every night? He even forgets it when he's drunk.
"I even hate my childhood self, what do you think?"
The man who once said he hated children and refused her to give birth to a boy, replaced her motherly love while she was sleeping.
It was her child, so Nanchuan Shijue overcame his physical disgust, suppressed his instincts, and forced himself to love the baby...
Ning Fengsheng's eyes were red and sobs were stuck in his throat.
She knew how difficult it was for Nanchuan Shijue, but he did it.
Nanchuan Shijue fumbled around, then suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze.
Being drunk made his mind confused. He forgot what he was doing the previous second and stood there like an abandoned child.
Ning Fengsheng felt heartbroken!
"Shengsheng?" He suddenly came back to his senses, his voice filled with tears, "Don't leave me..."
At this moment, Ning Fengsheng couldn't bear it any longer.
She stepped out of bed barefoot and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes: "I'm here."
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