Chapter 79
Song Fenglin is a person who always reports everything, big or small.
He shares his life and updates his location anytime and anywhere. It is so rare that he doesn't even say "I'm home" when he should be home. Chen Yun can count them all.
She felt uneasy, and even more so when no one answered the phone, so she simply took a taxi home and tried to dial the number again on the way.
This time, Song Fenglin answered the call.
Chen Yunsong breathed a sigh of relief: "Why didn't you answer it just now?"
Full of questioning tone.
Song Fenglin: "I'm in the kitchen, my phone is charging in the room."
Then he asked, "What do you want me to do?"
As if she wouldn't call him unless she ordered him to. Chen Yun: "I just want to ask if you've arrived home."
Song Fenglin is the man in the world who loves to be checked up on the most, but now he is not sure whether Chen Yun likes to do so. He doubts whether any daily routine from the past will bring her pressure.
He said, "We're here. I forgot to tell you."
What do you mean by forgetting? It was obviously intentional.
Chen Yun was inexplicably irritated, and felt that her worries were ridiculous. She said dryly, "That's it, I'm hanging up."
He just hung up without giving people a chance to say goodbye.
Song Fenglin knew that she was unhappy, but he didn't know what she really wanted. He stared at the screen of his mobile phone in a daze, feeling a little listless.
He thought this feeling was only spiritual, and after thinking about it, he decided to finish the housework first, so that at least his wife would have a smiling face when she came home.
The traffic was stuck on the ring road for a while, and it took Chen Yun almost an hour to get home.
This amount of time is enough for Song Fenglin to clean the house.
He looked at the results with satisfaction, then sat down on the sofa to rest for a while. Not long after he sat down, Chen Yun pushed the door open and came in.
She saw the water stains still on the floor and asked, "Did you mop the floor?"
Song Fenglin: "Yeah, I cleaned it up."
The two words he used were inaccurate. Chen Yun looked around the room as if he was doing a hygiene inspection and found that even the bed sheets and quilt covers had been changed into clean ones. Somehow he just wanted to sigh.
She held back the words she was writing halfway through, and thought that a short pain was better than a long one. She turned around and looked at the person who was following her closely: "Song Fenglin, let's talk."
Song Fenglin really wanted to stop talking.
But just like when he had to tell a tragic story before accepting a scholarship, he had no right to refuse the requests of people and things that were indispensable to him, but he unconsciously showed a resistance and said, "Okay."
Chen Yun wanted to expose it: "You don't want to do it at all." Her tone became higher. Song Fenglin knew that he had upset her again, so he put on a submissive mode and said, "No, I will listen to you."
Chen Yun just wanted to sigh: "I don't need you to listen to me at all."
Song Fenglin was confused, thinking that if even listening to his wife was wrong, then he really didn't know what to do.
Chen Yun saw that he didn't understand and said, "You should always point out what's wrong."
Song Fenglin, whose mindset had been fixed for the past ten years, took it for granted: "But you did nothing wrong."
How is that possible! Chen Yun: "Haven't you ever disagreed with me?"
Song Fenglin was about to nod, but hesitated under the pressure of her gaze and was unwilling to admit it.
Chen Yun: "Look, you don't even pretend that you have a different opinion from me."
Song Fenglin was anxious: "I'm not pretending, I just think that I'll do it according to your will anyway, it doesn't matter whether I say it or not."
Chen Yun: "You didn't even say anything, how do you know they're all the same?"
She spoke one sentence after another, and Song Fenglin was completely overwhelmed.
He was not good at speaking, and now he could not keep up with the rhythm. He said hurriedly: "You will definitely be unhappy if I tell you something. I don't want to make you unhappy."
Chen Yun: "What's the difference between you and spoiling a child? You just go along with them. No, you know how to correct Xingxing and Yangyang, but aren't you afraid that I will become a bad person?"
Song Fenglin: "How can they be compared?"
Chen Yun: "I see it's the same thing."
Song Fenglin would only repeat: "No."
When Chen Yun asked him twice more, he lost control of his language and blurted out, "They won't really be angry with me."
Am I a person who cares a lot about details? Chen Yun: "When did I really get angry with you?"
Song Fenglin wanted to find something to say to make amends, but found that nothing he said would help.
He stammered, his hands unconsciously clasped in front of him, feeling nervous and at a loss.
Chen Yun has never been a person who would not be persuaded by soft or hard tactics, but she was helpless for no reason: "Song Fenglin, am I a tyrant? Do I need you to be so cautious?"
No, not at all.
Song Fenglin even thought that if he faced a tyrant, he could still be more principled than he is now. After all, it would only be a sword across his neck, and he could still leave a good reputation for the rest of his life.
He just couldn't accept the possibility of being disliked. He eliminated any risk of her disliking him and tried his best to please her in exchange for love. To him, self was something that was not worth mentioning at all and he could put it aside at any time.
But he couldn't say it out loud, because he knew very well that this kind of personality was unhealthy and was not at all in Chen Yun's criteria for choosing a partner.
Even if you get a job by falsifying your resume, you may still be fired at any time.
Song Fenglin didn't want to lose Chen Yun, so he avoided the main point and said, "I thought you would be happy. I'm sorry."
He seemed to think that apologizing would solve the problem and that taking all the responsibility on himself was the solution, but in fact he brought the conversation to a deadlock.
Chen Yun was a little anxious and angry: "This is the only time in my life that I will ask you to speak your mind. If you don't speak now, don't talk to me in the future."
Harsh words are meant to be heard by people you care about. Song Fenglin's heart tightened, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. His eyes were full of despair.
So much so that Chen Yun said in her heart: Forget it, forget it, why force him to do anything.
She was about to say it verbally, but Song Fenglin spoke first: "I must be sick."
? ?
Chen Yun touched his head reflexively and really felt something was wrong: "Wait a minute, why is it so hot?"
ah? Song Fenglin swallowed the second half of his sentence, and Chen Yun hurriedly took out the thermometer: "Sit still, take your temperature."
Song Fenglin sat obediently on the stool where she was putting on makeup, holding a thermometer between his fingers and trying to gauge her expression.
Chen Yun glanced at her watch to remember the time and said, "I just felt like something was wrong with you today."
She tapped his forehead with her finger: "Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Song Fenglin seemed to have just realized: "It seems a little bit."
Chen Yun glared at him angrily and crossed her arms: "My head hurts when I talk to you, no more."
Song Fenglin didn't dare to provoke her, but was afraid that she would ignore him, so he racked his brains to create a topic: "Maybe you got a little heatstroke because you wore a suit yesterday?"
Chen Yun got to the point: "Were you feeling unwell yesterday?"
Song Fenglin's eyes flickered: "I thought it was an illusion."
This is still an illusion. Chen Yun's blood pressure is high. He took a deep breath and said, "Wait and see after you measure it."
Song Fenglin didn't dare to say anything. He watched her eyes moving back and forth between him and the phone screen. Her expression changed back and forth, and she became more and more uneasy.
When the five minutes are up, the guillotine will fall.
Chen Yun glanced at the thermometer: "38.3."
She really didn't want to sigh so often, and she pinched her nose bridge with a headache. When she lowered her eyes, she saw her favorite pink plaid four-piece suit. Suddenly, she felt that the sentence Zhou Peilin sent her had a different interpretation, and she actually laughed.
Song Fenglin was so scared that he didn't dare to sit down. He stood up and said, "I'll take some medicine and have a good sleep. I'll be fine soon."
Chen Yun asked, "What is the disease you just mentioned?"
Still unable to escape, Song Fenglin: "I saw someone say that people-pleasing personality is also a disease."
He actually hoped that the word "disease" could have some mercy so that Chen Yun would not be so angry.
Unexpectedly, it was this word that made Chen Yun uncomfortable, and she said, "This is not a disease, it's just a minor flaw at most."
Oh, it’s just a shortcoming, so it seems I can’t get leniency for it.
Judging from his appearance, it’s a bit regrettable that the disease has not been diagnosed yet.
Chen Yun laughed in anger: "Perrin said that love is always feeling indebted. I think I really owe you."
Song Fenglin seemed not to hear the second half of the sentence.
He could only grasp a certain word, and his whole body trembled: "What did you say?"
Chen Yun: "I really owe you this. Sit down. I'll get you some medicine."
Song Fenglin didn't let her go and took off his glasses: "The first half of the sentence."
Chen Yun seemed to understand his intention to take off his glasses at such a critical moment. She was absurd but soft-hearted: "I don't think you want to hear the first half of this sentence."
In fact, she always mentioned this word, and she was not stingy with her parents or children, but she seemed to be really stingy with him, so much so that today was like the first time she confessed: "Yeah, I love you."
Song Fenglin did not show joy at the first moment, but became even more confused: "Why?"
On the contrary, it was Tiangang who asked this question.
Chen Yun: "What do you mean by why?"
Song Fenglin: "I obviously made you unhappy."
Chen Yun finally understood the cause and effect sequence: "Do you think that if I'm unhappy, I can't love you?"
She casually gave an example: "I get angry with my children 800 times a day. When have you ever seen me really not want them?"
Song Fenglin: "They are your children."
She gave birth to everyone in this family, except him, because everyone in this family has a natural reason to be loved.
Chen Yun almost blurted out “there are many parents who don’t love their children”, but fortunately she was still rational.
She thought that perhaps even the person who gave him the most reason to love him in the world was unable to give it to him, which made him so eager, or perhaps it was because she had never given him a definite answer, which made him anxious all day long.
Chen Yun asked back: "I am not your child, why do you love me?"
Song Fenglin couldn't say anything and just blinked at her.
For the sake of this pair of beautiful eyes, Chen Yun let him go: "Anyway, I don't like your flattery. I will change it in the future."
It doesn’t matter, she just doesn’t like this little flaw, but she loves him as a person!
For the first time, Song Fenglin did not feel hit by the denial. He was just a little embarrassed: "I'll try my best."
It takes a long time for the ice to freeze three feet thick.
Chen Yun hummed, took the medicine and warm water, stared at him while eating, and said, "Change clothes and go to bed."
Song Fenglin raised his hand cautiously: "I just cleaned the house. Can I take a shower before going to bed?"
Still had the nerve to say that Chen Yun, out of sight, out of mind, waved her hand and said, "Go quickly and come back soon."
Song Fenglin acted quickly, came out of the bathroom, lay down on the bed and covered himself with the quilt.
Chen Yun turned off the lights and was about to leave the room when he called her. She didn't hear anything else for a long time, but he didn't urge her.
Song Fenglin: "What you just said was not an illusion caused by my fever, right?"
Chen Yun: “No.”
Really not, Song Fenglin smiled like a fool.
Chen Yun said gently: "Now you can go to sleep."
Okay, okay. Song Fenglin closed his eyes to show that he was obedient, but the corners of his mouth were getting higher and higher.
Chen Yun laughed and clicked the switch. The scene in front of her eyes suddenly fell into darkness, but her mind was clear.
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