Chapter 79 Chapter 79 said

that Song Fenglin always had to report 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?"

His tone was full of questioning.

Song Fenglin: "I'm in the kitchen. My phone is charging in the room."

He asked again: "What do you want me to do?"

He said it as if she wouldn't call him unless she told him to. Chen Yun: "I just wanted to know if you've arrived home."

Song Fenglin is the man in the world who loves to be checked up on, but now he is not sure whether Chen Yun likes this and he doubts whether any of the previous daily routines will bring her pressure.

He said, "We're here. I forgot to tell you."

What do you mean by forgot? It was obviously intentional.

Chen Yun felt inexplicably irritated and thought her worries were ridiculous. She

said dryly, "That's it, I'm hanging up." She hung up right away 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 some water stains still on the floor and asked, "Did you mop the floor?"

Song Fenglin: "Yeah, I cleaned it."

The word he used was inaccurate. Chen Yun looked around the room as if she was doing a hygiene inspection and found that even the bed sheets and quilt covers had been changed into clean ones. Somehow she just wanted to sigh.

She took back the words she was writing halfway, but felt 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 say no.

But just like 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 revealed a resistance and said, "Okay."

Chen Yun had to expose it: "You don't want to at all." Her voice became higher. Song Fenglin knew that he had made her unhappy again, so he put on a submissive mode and said, "No, I'll listen to you."

Chen Yun just wanted to sigh: "I don't need you to listen to me in everything."

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 have to point out the mistakes."

With his mindset fixed for ten years, Song Fenglin 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, unwilling to admit it.

Chen Yun: "Look, you don't even pretend that you have a different opinion from me."

Song Fenglin became anxious: "I'm not pretending, I just think that anyway, I'll do it according to your opinion in the end, it doesn't matter whether I say it or not."

Chen Yun: "You haven't even said it, how do you know it's the same?"

She spoke one sentence after another, and Song Fenglin was completely unable to resist.

He was not good at speaking to begin with, and now he could not keep up with the pace, and in a hurry: "You will definitely be unhappy if I tell you some of these things

, and I don't want to make you unhappy." Chen Yun: "What's the difference between what you said and spoiling a child? You just go along with them. No, you know how to correct Xingxing and Yangyang, aren't you afraid that I will become a bad person?"

Song Fenglin: "How can you compare them

?" Chen Yun: "They look the same to me.

" Song Fenglin could only repeat: "No.

" After Chen Yun asked him twice more, he lost control of his language and blurted out: "They won't really be angry with me."

Is he a very fussy person? Chen Yun: "When did I ever really get angry with you?"

Song Fenglin wanted to find something 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 felt 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: "I thought you would be happy. I'm sorry."

He seemed to think that apologizing could solve the problem, and 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 clearly. 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, and 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 when Song Fenglin spoke first: "I must be sick."

? ?

Chen Yun touched his head reflexively and really felt something was wrong: "Wait, why is it so hot?"

Huh? Song Fenglin swallowed the second half of his sentence, and Chen Yun hurriedly took out the thermometer: "Sit tight, take a measurement."

Song Fenglin sat obediently on the stool where she was putting on makeup, holding the thermometer and guessing her expression.

Chen Yun glanced at her watch to remember the time and said, "I just felt that something was wrong with you today." She

tapped his forehead with her finger and said, "Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Song Fenglin seemed to have just reacted, "A little."

Chen Yun glared at him angrily and crossed her arms, "My head hurts when I talk to you, so stop talking."

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 uncomfortable yesterday?"

Song Fenglin's eyes flickered: "I thought it was an illusion."

This kind of illusion was even possible. Chen Yun's blood pressure rose. She took a deep breath: "Just wait and see after you finish measuring."

Song Fenglin didn't dare to say anything. He watched her eyes moving back and forth between him and the phone screen, her expression changing 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. 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 sleep, and I'll be fine soon."

But Chen Yun asked, "What disease did you just mention?"

Still unable to escape, Song Fenglin said, "I heard 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 flaw, so it seems that there's no room for leniency.

Judging from his appearance, it’s a bit regrettable that the disease has not been diagnosed yet.

Chen Yun was so angry that she laughed: "Perin said that love always makes you feel indebted. I think I really owe you."

Song Fenglin seemed not to hear the second half of the sentence.

He could only catch a certain word, and his whole body trembled: "What did you say?"

Chen Yun: "I said I really owe you, sit down, I'll get you 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, and she was absurd but soft-hearted: "I don't think you want to hear the first half of the sentence."

In fact, she always has this word on her lips. She is not stingy with her parents and children, but she seems to be really stingy with him, so much so that today is like the first time she confessed: "Well, I love you."

Song Fenglin did not show joy at the first time, but became more confused: "Why?"

It was Tiangang who asked this question.

Chen Yun: "What do you mean by why?"

Song Fenglin: "I clearly made you unhappy."

Chen Yun finally understood the cause and effect order: "Do you think I can't love you if I'm unhappy?"

She gave an example: "I get angry with my children eight hundred times a day. When have you ever seen that I really don't want them?"

Song Fenglin: "They are your children."

She gave birth to them, and everyone in this family has a natural reason to be loved, except him.

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'm not your daughter, why do you love me?"

Song Fenglin was speechless 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 shortcoming, 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."

The three-foot-thick ice does not form overnight.

Chen Yun hummed, took the medicine and warm water, stared at him while eating, and said, "Change your clothes and go to bed."

Song Fenglin raised his hand cautiously: "I just did a big cleaning, can I take a shower before going to bed?"

He still had the nerve to say that. Chen Yun didn't see it, so she wasn't annoyed. She waved her hand: "Go soon and come back soon."

Song Fenglin acted quickly, came out of the bathroom, lay down on the bed consciously, 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."

It really wasn't, Song Fenglin smiled like a fool.

Chen Yun said gently: "You can go to sleep now."

Sure, sure. Song Fenglin closed his eyes to show that he was obedient, but the corners of his mouth curled 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.