Chapter 42 I Still Love You
Maybe it’s because it’s summer vacation, but even at noon on a weekday, Haidilao, the closest restaurant to my home, is packed with customers.
Chen Yun was so restless all morning that she even forgot she had to get a number.
She looked at the queue number she had just received and discussed with the children: "Can we change to another one?"
Chen Xingyue shook her head, her two braids swung: "No."
Then he put his hands together and acted pitifully: "Mom, let's not eat anything else, okay?"
Chen Yun couldn't bear it, so she pinched her face helplessly and said, "I know."
Then he turned his head and asked: "Do you want to eat something else first?"
Song Fenglin: "It's okay. I think the number is called pretty quickly."
He actually didn't have much of an appetite, and the noise made him feel like he was turning into dust. He subconsciously frowned and said, "I'm going downstairs to get a cup of coffee. Do you want milk tea?"
Chen Yun: "No, I'll order a Coke later."
As soon as the two children drank a can of Coke, they jumped up and down and tugged at their mother's hand.
Chen Yun's head was shaking so much that she didn't notice Song Fenglin had already walked to the elevator.
The escalator slowly went down, and gradually even his back could no longer be seen.
Will it be the same when he leaves this home one day?
Chen Yun sighed for no apparent reason, found an empty seat and sat down, keeping an eye on her children.
The brother and sister were playing rock-paper-scissors. The loser could hit the winner. After three rounds, both sides were getting so angry that they were about to cry.
Chen Yun saw that the situation was not good, so she looked for something to do and said, "Let's make some stars and see how much money we can get today."
Chen Xinyang was not very good at counting, but he was clearly aware that he lost one more time than his sister.
He was reluctant: "My sister hit me."
Chen Xingyue: "You hit me too!"
People who are about to go to primary school have more reasons to get angry. They turn their faces away and say, "You can't afford it. I won't play with you anymore!"
She sat next to her mother affectionately, as if she wanted to isolate someone in the family.
Chen Xinyang pouted with a wronged look on his face, not daring to talk back, and huddled on his mother's knees.
Chen Yun did not mediate the conflict, but just demonstrated with the note: "Go around it slowly like this."
At the final step, the five corners of the star are pinched out in a realistic manner, but the "belly" cannot be bulged out.
Chen Xingyue used a filter to describe her mother, and said in an exaggerated tone: "It's so beautiful."
Chen Yun laughed: "Your mother was also very good at folding when she was young."
Chen Xingyue: "When was that?"
Chen Yun was startled: "It's been a long, long time."
Chen Xingyue: "When I was still a baby?"
It was enough to get to the bottom of the matter, but Chen Yun just answered "hmm" and "ah" to get by. The past flashed through his mind and he looked dazed.
Chen Xingyue buried her head in folding a wrinkled star-shaped thing, and said like a treasure: "I'll give the first one to mom!"
Chen Xinyang now forgot that he had just broken up with his sister, and raised his hand and said, "I want it too."
Chen Xingyue ignored him: "The next one is for Dad."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Fenglin, who had just returned from buying coffee, followed up smoothly: "Give me what?"
Chen Xingyue showed off: "Dad, I made a star. Isn't it super pretty?"
Song Fenglin praised: "It looks great. This is the first time I have received a star."
It was the first time. Chen Xingyue said, "Mom said she made a lot before. Didn't she share any with you?"
Song Fenglin's eyes trembled slightly.
He has a secret that he cannot tell anyone, which is that when they first started dating, he paid close attention to his girlfriend's ex-boyfriend's social media.
After the breakup, Hu Yuchen did not delete the evidence of their once sweetness. One of the photos was a glass bottle full of stars.
His caption is; [Folded by someone himself]
Someone, the taste between your lips and teeth is full of ambiguity and immaturity.
Of course, Song Fenglin has received many gifts from his wife, but he still longs for things he has never had. ,
However, he couldn't express the thought aloud and felt like a stinky rat in a gutter.
It turns out that even if you have the right to do something, you still need to hide.
Song Fenglin hid his thoughts and touched his daughter's head: "Yes, you are the star that mom gave to dad."
It's not like he would say this, and the effect is appealing to people of all ages.
Chen Xingyue was so pleased with the emperor's words that she condescended to show her brother a good look.
Whenever his sister spoke, Chen Xinyang would come over happily.
The two of them seemed to be getting along very well again, and they were studying Gobang enthusiastically.
It's really different every moment.
Chen Yun thought that as long as the two of them could keep quiet, it would be fine. She looked up and asked, "Have you finished your coffee?"
Song Fenglin: "Yeah, just one gulp."
When he drank it, he imagined that it was wine, which had a kind of heroic spirit that could dispel all worries.
Chen Yun was concerned about his stomach: "Is it cold? You're still hungry."
Song Fenglin is a very easy person to please.
On the one hand, he had to face the fact that "she doesn't love me", and on the other hand, he drew nourishment from the details to strengthen his self-conquering heart.
This completely opposite line of thought did not cause much trouble in my mind, and the balance easily tilted to one side.
Song Fenglin: “No discomfort.”
Okay, Chen Yun said nothing and poked the back of his hand twice.
She didn't have the habit of growing long nails, so her fingernails were warm but not scorching when touched.
A fleeting pit was left on Song Fenglin's skin, and the next second he didn't know where it had been lingering.
He thought, at least he was not hated, and smiled with relief.
Chen Yun didn't see it, she just stared at the screen of the call desk, then stood up suddenly: "It's our turn."
A family of four walked in and actually took a good seat by the window on such a loud day.
Looking down, there is an open-air children's playground in the shopping mall. Even in the middle of the day, there are still a few children who are not afraid of the sun playing there.
Chen Xingyue and Chen Xinyang were not afraid of the sun either, and shouted, "Mom, I want to slide on the slide too."
Chen Yun flatly refused and quickly clicked on the order on the iPad.
When she had some free time to drink some water and play with her phone, she found that her parents had sent many group messages.
Neither Liu Yingxia nor Chen Yongzhong are good at typing, so all they posted were videos with background noise of conversations.
Not only did they introduce the dishes for lunch, they also had to let the relatives greet each other in front of the camera one by one.
Song Fenglin had already replied to all the messages above, so Chen Yun had no place to respond and asked the two children to send voice messages to their grandparents.
Even though they haven’t seen each other for just one day, the grandparents and grandchildren are still so affectionate with each other as if they have been separated for three years.
Chen Yun felt goose bumps all over her body and touched her arms.
Song Fenglin watched her every move and asked, "Are you cold?"
Chen Yun raised the corner of his mouth, shook his head slightly and held out his palm: "Let me take a picture with my phone."
Song Fenglin handed it to her and put the vegetables into the boiling pot.
Chen Yun immediately shouted: "Don't move."
She adjusted the angle, took a few photos, and then opened the album. She exclaimed, "You took so many photos yesterday?"
Song Fenglin: "Zhao Yan passed it to me."
It was similar to his photo, so Chen Yun reluctantly praised: "Not bad, everyone's arms and legs are there."
Song Fenglin knew that she was actually talking about him, and smiled: "I can do this now."
That's really amazing. Chen Yun squinted at him and said, "Can't you be more ambitious?"
Song Fenglin: "Sure, I'll study hard later. I don't have to work right now."
He said he had a lot to do since he stopped working.
Chen Yun clenched her fist and encouraged: "I'm counting on you."
Song Fenglin picked up a piece of boiled meat with chopsticks for her. Although there was nothing special about it, it made people feel embarrassed.
Happiness became concrete, and Chen Yun was generous: "Song Fenglin, you are really the best husband in the world."
Husband is a status and has nothing to do with love.
Song Fenglin could actually laugh. He thought she was quite good at avoiding the important point and said solemnly, "Thank you."
Chen Yun was stunned. She blinked and said hesitantly, "You're welcome."
No, I do.
She didn't know how grateful Song Fenglin was for meeting her and being the one she chose among such a huge crowd of people.
During the ten years of marriage, he felt every day that there really was such a thing as happiness after suffering in life, so much so that he did not dare to ask God to give him any more luck.
It's just that he's not loved. Song Fenglin is too used to it.
He ignored the dull pain in his internal organs and secretly said to Chen Yun in his heart: It’s okay, I still love you very much.
But despite his efforts to convince himself, a whisper still ran through his mind: But if possible, I hope you can love me a little bit.
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