Chapter 83
Perhaps influenced by Song Fenglin's attitude, Chen Yun suddenly felt that going to the Internet cafe was something worth looking forward to.
She even specially made some styling arrangements, trying to look extra young, and took out a pleated skirt from the bottom of her closet to make herself look younger. I don't know what important occasion she was attending.
But in fact, going to the Internet cafe was something that Chen Yun was very familiar with more than ten years ago.
For a while, she particularly liked going there and skipped many evening self-study classes by climbing over the school wall.
"That wall is at least two meters high. I jumped down in a flash."
When Chen Yun said this, the two of them were walking on the way to the Internet cafe. She wanted to poke one hand up to the sky, and her words were very exaggerated.
Song Fenglin was skeptical about this, because Chen Yun even had to hold both hands tightly when accompanying her children on the Ferris wheel.
But he didn't expose it, just agreed: "That's amazing."
The acting was not very good. Chen Yun turned her head to look at him: "You don't believe it?"
How could Song Fenglin not believe it? He shook his head violently: "That's not true."
She glared at me and I changed my words: "I thought you were afraid of heights."
Chen Yun sighed: "Because I started to be afraid of death."
Being young is naturally associated with being ignorant and fearless. Even though she knew there was a tiger in the mountain, she still wanted to go and see what the tiger looked like. She did a lot of dangerous things when she was young, and she is lucky to be alive now.
Song Fenglin changed her words to something more pleasant: "It means cherishing life."
The meaning is similar. Chen Yun waved her hand: "Anyway, the older you get, the more cowardly you become."
The word "coward" seems to carry a sense of melancholy when it is spoken.
Song Fenglin thought she was a little depressed and said, "I have been a coward since I was a child."
He was tall and strong, with fierce facial features. He looked fierce when he raised his eyebrows. He didn't like to smile, so the corners of his mouth were kept flat, and he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.
Therefore, saying this has a sense of contrast, which makes people always feel interesting.
Chen Yun smiled politely and helped him find a better way to describe it: "That's called maturity and stability."
Song Fenglin even made a joke: "It's quite heavy."
Unfortunately, it didn't hit Chen Yun's funny spot, and she even felt a little cold, so she laughed twice a beat late.
Song Fenglin scratched his face: "I'm a dull boy again."
Maybe it was because Chen Yun had been observing his behavior and trying to figure out his psychology these past two days that she was able to keenly notice that a dull silence was a very big deal for him.
However, this is nothing out of the ordinary for Chen Yun. After all, no one's emotions will always be high. Some conversations will automatically end at a certain point, and it has nothing to do with whether it spoils the fun or not.
She said, "Then start another topic."
Song Fenglin tried his best to find the part that interested her: "What games did you play before?"
Chen Yun was silent for a moment: "Actually, playing games is my persona. My true self is hiding in a corner and watching Taiwanese melodramas."
And added: "No one goes to the Internet cafe to watch TV series, it's not cool."
Song Fenglin suddenly realized: "I was wondering why I never saw you play any games after we got married. I thought I didn't know you at all."
He had been feeling a little depressed, but that was all gone.
Sometimes he could finish the sentence Chen Yun said, and he could get the message just by giving her a look.
She and her parents may not have such a tacit understanding, saying: "If you don't understand, who else can understand?"
That's right, no matter from the perspective of rationality, reasonableness or legality, you should know best.
Song Fenglin felt like he was being awarded an award, as if he was standing at the Oscars. Another candidate's name popped up in his mind: "Zhou Peilin."
Chen Yun couldn't refute for the moment. After all, she and Zhou Peilin had longer shared memories and secrets.
This silence made Song Fenglin realize that he had lost the election. His shoulders drooped, but he tried to rationalize it: "It's normal. You have known each other longer."
Chen Yun hugged his arm and said, "Are you jealous of girls?"
Song Fenglin was not jealous, he just wanted to be her first priority in emotions. However, his wife was completely different from him, and there were still many wonderful people and things in life even without him.
Those things occupied her mind, so naturally there was only a tiny piece left for him. Even if he used a shovel here and a hoe there, there was still not much room left.
He said, "I envy her for having known you for so long."
Chen Yun poked him and said, "I have something to comfort you, but it's not very nice. Do you want to hear it?"
Song Fenglin was immune to bad words, and thought that what came out of her mouth couldn't be that bad, so he nodded.
Chen Yun also asked him to promise: "Don't get angry after listening to this."
Song Fenglin: "When have I ever been angry with you?"
Because of this, Chen Yun is always unscrupulous, and even if she tells herself that she shouldn't do this, she always hurts him intentionally or unintentionally.
When the words came to her lips, she changed her words: "We met at the right time. It would have been difficult to get married earlier."
She was a playful person in her school days and liked to chase after people like her, especially during adolescence. She was just one step away from having the words "I want to be different" engraved on her forehead.
And Song Fenglin happened to be that gay. He was so well-behaved that he was inevitably boring. He was the kind of guy that you would be afraid of him raising his hand to report to the teacher if you spoke to him in class, let alone marrying him.
Song Fenglin naturally knew this fact: "You definitely won't choose me if you want to date."
He said it decisively, but in fact it was pitiful. Chen Yun coaxed him: "They dated for more than a year before getting married."
In fact, we have been dating for more than a year because we want to get married.
The order of cause and effect is here, and there is a reason why Song Fenglin always feels uneasy. After all, he may just be the most suitable one for her.
Thinking of this, his mood dropped again, and he put away all his worries and asked, "Hasn't it arrived yet?"
Chen Yun just realized that he had gone too far while walking and talking, and said embarrassedly: "We may have to retreat 500 meters."
It was only 500 meters. Song Fenglin recalled, "The time we went to Chongqing, we took the wrong road for 5 kilometers."
At that time, navigation was not very smart, and we were helpless in the face of Chongqing’s road conditions.
Chen Yun insisted on going to a grilled fish restaurant. When she got to the back, she wished she could blast a path out with a cannon. She was so angry that smoke was coming out of her head. She turned around and saw that Song Fenglin was still calm.
Now thinking about it, Chen Yun: "Are you really not angry at all?"
Song Fenglin: "With you, I'll leave if I want to."
The plainest tone, the most touching words.
Chen Yun's ears felt a little hot, and she fanned herself with her hands: "Then walk faster."
She bought the group purchase coupon in advance and exchanged it for a four-hour private room at the Internet cafe's cashier.
I don't know if it was a routine matter or because they were alone, but the front desk staff specifically reminded them, "There are surveillance cameras in the private room."
It sounds like they are trying to cover up something, as if they are trying to do something inside.
Chen Yun couldn't refute "We don't do anything" and embarrass herself, so she could only say to herself: "Internet cafes nowadays are so high-end."
Song Fenglin looked around and said, "The computer configuration is not cheap either."
Chen Yun didn't understand this: "Is it useful? If it is, I'll give you another one."
Although Song Fenglin has no particular requirements for equipment, he does have a demand for it in his work.
He said, "It's definitely not as expensive as the one at home."
In unknown territory, expensive means better.
Chen Yun stopped thinking and sat in the private room in a daze: "I haven't touched this kind of desktop computer for a long time. Where is the host computer?"
Song Fenglin helped her turn on the phone, and suddenly he felt more familiar with the process, but also a little confused: "What next?"
Chen Yun squinted at him: "I just said you understand me, and you immediately get confused."
Song Fenglin suddenly felt both amused and annoyed: "You want to watch a drama?"
Chen Yun said as a matter of course: "Yes."
Then why don’t you watch it at home? Why do you have to come here in the hot sun to watch it?
Song Fenglin actually couldn't quite understand it, but he still said that he didn't mind going through fire and water as long as he was with his wife.
He happened to be watching online courses recently, and as soon as he opened them, all he could hear was the sound of knowledge.
Chen Yun criticized: "You make me look like I'm not doing my job properly, like the dean is standing behind me."
After hearing what she said, Song Fenglin felt that studying mathematics was incompatible with this environment, so he simply opened the game.
All kinds of fancy characters jumped around, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet lights flashed on the screen, and his hands quickly switched back and forth between the various buttons, with a relaxed feeling as if he was in charge of a strategy.
Chen Yun read it and thought to herself, no wonder e-sports literature is so popular in the market, it turns out that men who play games are really attractive.
But when she looked at him a few more times, Song Fenglin became a little flustered: "Is there something on my face?"
Chen Yun raised his chin with her finger: "A little handsome."
Song Fenglin was at a loss like a young boy, and finally said, "There are surveillance cameras here."
The words that Chen Yun hadn't said just now finally came into play: "We're not doing anything!"
I poked his face with my fingertips: "What are you thinking about?"
Song Fenglin felt that whatever he was thinking was understandable, so he held her hand and said nothing.
But his eyes were too hot, Chen Yun couldn't tell the emotion in them, so she could only remind him: "Monitor!"
Song Fenglin sighed barely audibly, freed his hands and pressed the keyboard twice forcefully.
Chen Yun wanted to laugh but held it back. Somehow her eyes kept drifting to the surveillance camera.
I didn't do anything, but I always feel guilty.
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