Chapter 49
It’s funny, even though we have two children, we have been married for ten years.
But when it comes to how to make Chen Yun like him, Song Fenglin really has no experience to draw on.
He has always had a good memory, and can still recall many details about when the two of them first met.
Unfortunately, facts have proven that the route taken back then was almost unworkable, and we cannot even draw the conclusion from failure that the opposite approach must be correct.
Countless intersections allow one to go in a thousand or eight hundred directions, and you never know what might lead you to a different destination in the end.
Just thinking about this possibility, Song Fenglin knew that he must not act rashly, for fear of losing more than he gained.
But we have to plan first before making any decisions, and I don't even know where to start.
After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't fall asleep until midnight, so he just stayed in the living room.
Even though there was no one around, he still typed the five words "how to chase my wife" in the search bar like a thief.
I originally thought that there might not be enough resonance with this situation in the world, but I didn't expect that there would be a long list of related results popping up.
Song Fenglin felt much better immediately, thinking that he was not the only one who was troubled by this. However, he found that something was not right the more he looked at it, so he scrolled up the page to read the title again.
The message other people sent had one more word than his, which was "How did you get your wife?"
Song Fenglin was jealous of the obvious show-off of a successful person.
He doesn't usually post online, and the homepage of any account registered with any software is basically blank. He will feel it is necessary to post something in the future.
The next moment he laughed at himself: Just you?
Chen Yun had no idea that he had so many rich thoughts in his mind. She could only see his expression changing as he sat on the sofa late at night without sleeping.
Those tiny corners of the mouth rising and falling, in the dim light, look like the prologue of a horror movie.
Fortunately, it was him that she was facing, otherwise Chen Yun would have screamed out long ago.
Her courage trembled: "You, what are you doing?"
Song Fenglin woke up as if from a dream, and subconsciously concealed his actions: "I didn't do anything."
Chen Yuncai didn't believe it, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Really?"
Song Fenglin put his hands on his knees and scratched them, saying unnaturally, "Really."
Strangely, Chen Yun looked him up and down, and suddenly realized: "Are you feeling unwell again?"
Whatever it is, Song Fenglin quickly said, "Just a little bit."
He had many minor ailments, and every year Chen Yun was terrified when reading his physical examination reports.
She also had a plan for dealing with it, rubbing her palms together: "Stomach, waist, or head?"
Why did he feel like he was about to be chopped into pieces? Song Fenglin hesitated: "Head...right?"
What does it mean to add a bar? Chen Yun: "Don't look at your phone for now. It may also hurt your eyes. I'll get you an eye mask."
The play had reached this point, and no matter what, it had to continue. Song Fenglin leaned back and closed his eyes: "Okay."
Chen Yun put the eye mask on him and sat beside him muttering, "They say lutein is good for the eyes, but they also say it puts a burden on the liver, so I don't dare to buy it. You don't like blueberries, and you hate carrots. So what else can you eat? The only thing left is wolfberry."
When our eyes cannot see, our other senses become extra sharp.
She was too close to him, and Song Fenglin could no longer hear anything else, let alone answer.
Chen Yun thought he was sleepy and said, "Go back to your room and lie down."
Seeing that he didn't respond, she reached out and pulled him: "Let's go."
Song Fenglin felt that he was very useless.
His heart was always moved by her, and even this seemingly ordinary touch was inevitable.
If you are not in a relationship yet, this can probably be classified as a part of the ambiguity, which makes it difficult for people to control themselves.
But under the name of husband and wife, everything goes smoothly.
Song Fenglin couldn't even tell whether this was a stray cat he saw on the roadside and wanted to touch.
He thought to himself that he was not as lovable as a stray cat, and emotionally he hoped that this was closeness itself.
Chen Yun didn't know that any movement would be analyzed into hundreds of possibilities by him, so he just reminded: "Slow down, don't kick the door."
He didn't kick the door, but hit the chest of drawers instead.
Song Fenglin was feeling annoyed and rarely swore.
Chen Yun: "Does it hurt?"
Song Fenglin fumbled and sat on the edge of the bed: "It doesn't hurt, I just didn't react for a while."
Chen Yun didn't quite believe it: "You're cursing, are you really okay?"
Song Fenglin scratched his face embarrassedly: "I am actually quite good at swearing."
Chen Yun was surprised: "You??"
Question marks were popping up in her head.
Song Fenglin: "I didn't know it was a dirty word before."
After his parents divorced, he lived with his grandparents. The old people had a habit of eating both meat and vegetables, and they would always mention the elders when they spoke.
Just like you can’t exhale without inhaling, speaking with swear words has almost become a part of daily life.
The more you listen, the more you learn.
Every few years, when his father returned to his hometown, he would use chili water to rinse his son's mouth.
Chen Yun was furious at this. "Why? He never took care of you!"
The resentment Song Fenglin had when he was young has now completely disappeared.
He also spoke well of others: "It can be considered as a meal I have grown up with."
Chen Yun was so angry that she slapped him: "That's what he deserves! Should he be grateful to him?"
Song Fenglin couldn't see clearly, but he held her hand accurately: "Be careful not to hurt your hand."
Chen Yun blurted out: "I feel distressed."
After she said this, she felt a little embarrassed and tried to pull her hand out twice but failed.
Song Fenglin: "Chen Yun, I am very happy now."
Although he was so serious, Chen Yun was not a heartless person.
She said, "Then take off the blindfold yourself."
There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, but even though it wasn't bright, Song Fenglin still felt uncomfortable.
He subconsciously covered his eyes with his free hand. "I have another dirty talk story. Do you want to hear it?"
Chen Yun had always thought that she knew everything about him for the past ten years, but she just realized that a person's life cannot be fully described in a few words.
She was very interested: "Listen."
Deep down, Song Fenglin actually always wanted to abandon the first half of his life. After all, no one wants their poverty, embarrassment and inferiority to be mentioned repeatedly.
Especially after he fell in love with a bright and brilliant person, he wanted to bury the past.
He said, "You know my dad, he's very chauvinistic."
Chen Yun has been married for ten years, but the number of times she has met her father-in-law is less than the number of fingers that can be counted.
But even so, it was enough for her to see the other person's character clearly, and she nodded: "He is super invincible."
Song Fenglin: "I ranked first in the city during the high school entrance exam and even held a buffet in the village."
There are so many cities in the country. A top scorer in the high school entrance examination is really not worth mentioning, but it caused a sensation in their poor place. Even the county leaders came to the wedding banquet.
There were so many people at the scene, and Song's father felt it necessary to assert his authority as a father and ordered his son to toast the leader with a glass of wine.
Even today, Song Fenglin's alcohol tolerance is very weak, not to mention that he was still a teenager back then.
But because he was only a teenager at the time, under coercion he could only think of the anger of "then I'll drink in front of you" and the desire to die.
As a result, he really died after drinking it - social death.
Song Fenglin later heard from others that he got drunk and pointed at his father's nose and cursed all his ancestors.
He doesn't remember anything, and there are no visual records of that time.
As he spoke, he sighed with great regret: "What a pity."
Chen Yun: "I'll call you, and I'll record it for you if you curse me again."
If she really did such a thing, Song Fenglin quickly stopped her: "No, no, it's good enough for us to live in peace now."
It would only add to your troubles if you continue to cause trouble.
Sometimes what I want to do for you may not be what you want.
Chen Yun reluctantly gave up, still complaining: "He got it for free."
When talking about his biological parents, Song Fenglin sometimes feels that it is almost the same as talking about strangers.
He had cared, desired, been disappointed, and resented. Now he had very few emotions left, so he mobilized them all and said, "Let me tell you something fun."
Again? What was so fun about that just now?
Chen Yun felt unhappy and patted the back of his hand as if she was encouraging someone else to give a speech on stage.
Song Fenglin has received too much sympathy of this kind.
He never thought that one day he would ask for this kind of emotion. After struggling for two seconds between losing face and playing the victim, he finally decided: "I did well in the college entrance examination, didn't I?"
The top ten in the province is okay, Chen Yun: "Be a little more arrogant."
He also said: "It's really not easy for a lumpy person like you to pass the exam."
She was born into a rural household registration and thought that this was considered a child from a poor family. However, after visiting Song Fenglin's hometown once, she realized what the northwestern border was like, a barren land.
The backwardness of educational resources is like the inspirational movies from the 1970s and 1980s.
Song Fenglin was very qualified to educate the next generation about suffering, but he rarely mentioned it.
He said, "Not long after the results came out, someone in the village held a birthday party for their child and specially invited me to be the guest."
There are a lot of rules and regulations in my hometown. There are strict rules about who sits at the seat and who drinks with others. Generally, people like Song Fenglin who have just become an adult will not even receive an invitation.
With the help of an admission letter, he squeezed into the adult world and even had a higher seniority than his father.
This lead made Song Fenglin very proud: "My dad was so angry at home that he kept saying 'reversing the heaven', but outside he had to hold back and say he was proud of it."
Chen Yunguang felt happy for him when he thought about it: "That's how it should be."
She was like a hostess in the audience who was responsible for cheering, and Song Fenglin was left speechless.
Chen Yun: "Why don't you speak?"
Song Fenglin: "I wanted to say something to say that the mentality of a villain who succeeds is unacceptable."
The world teaches justice, and words that are opposite to it seem to be used to describe villains. He hopes that the words "upright and aboveboard" are closely related to himself, but they cannot cover up his inner heart.
Chen Yun didn't care about that and patted him again: "Don't call yourself a villain!"
This is all slander!
No matter what Song Fenglin said, the past is gone with the wind and the wind can also blow boomerangs. He just became stronger, but is far from being immune to all poisons.
Even after so many years, the belated maintenance is still the greatest comfort to him.
He said in his heart: Chen Yun, it's you who has been holding me back.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he can't let go and will have to cling to her for the rest of his life.
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