Chapter 83 Eighty-three Date

Probably 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'll jump 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.

However, he did not expose it, but 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 dare not believe it, and shook his head violently: "No way."

After being glared at by her, he changed his words: "I thought you were afraid of heights."

Chen Yun sighed: "Because I am starting to be afraid of death."

Youth is naturally associated with the words ignorance and fearlessness. Even if you know there is a tiger in the mountain, you still want to go and see what the tiger looks like. She did a lot of dangerous things when she was young, and now she is lucky to be alive.

Song Fenglin changed her phrase to something more pleasant: "It's about cherishing life."

The meaning is almost the same. Chen Yun waved her hands: "Anyway, the older you get

, the more cowardly you become." The word "cowardly" seemed to carry a sense of melancholy when it was spoken.

Song Fenglin felt that she was a little depressed and said, "I have been a timid

person since I was a child." He was tall and strong, with harsh facial features. There was a sharpness in his eyes when he raised his eyebrows. Because he did not like to smile, the corners of his mouth were very 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 put it: "That's called maturity and stability."

Song Fenglin even made a joke: "It's quite heavy."

Unfortunately, Chen Yun's smile didn't hit the funny spot. She even felt a little disappointed and laughed out loud twice a beat late.

Song Fenglin scratched his face: "I frustrate you again."

Perhaps 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 frustrating 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 personality. My true self is hiding in the corner watching Taiwanese melodramas."

And added: "No one goes to the Internet cafe to watch dramas. It's not cool."

Song Fenglin suddenly realized: "I was wondering why I haven't seen you play any games after we got married. I thought I didn't know you at all."

He was a little frustrated, but this was swept away.

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. "If you don't understand, who else can understand?"

That's right, whether from a reasonable, rational or legal perspective, she should understand it best.

Song Fenglin felt like he was being awarded an award, as if he was standing at the Oscars. The name of another candidate popped up in his mind: "Zhou Peilin."

Chen Yun was unable to refute for a moment. After all, she and Zhou Peilin had longer common memories and secrets.

This silence made Song Fenglin realize that he was eliminated, and his shoulders drooped. He tried to rationalize it, "It's normal, you've known each other longer."

Chen Yun hugged his arm, "Are you jealous of girls too?"

Song Fenglin was not jealous, he just wanted to be her first choice in emotions. But his wife was completely different from him, and life could still have many wonderful people and things 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've got something that can comfort you, but it's not so nice. Do you want to hear it?"

Song Fenglin was immune to unpleasant words, and thought to himself 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 was always unscrupulous, and even if she told herself not to do so, she always hurt him intentionally or unintentionally.

When the words were on the tip of her tongue, 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 student days and liked to chase after people like her, especially during adolescence. She was just short of 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 if you spoke to him in class, so you would raise your hand to report to the teacher, let alone marry him.

Song Fenglin naturally knew this fact: "You will definitely not choose me when you are in a relationship."

He said it decisively, but in fact he was pitiful. Chen Yun coaxed him: "You were dating for more than a year before you got married."

In fact, they were dating for more than a year because they were going 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. He put away his worries and asked, "Aren't we there yet?"

Chen Yun realized that they 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 remembered, "The time we went to Chongqing, we took the wrong road for 5 kilometers."

The navigation was not very smart at the time, and they were helpless in the face of the road conditions in Chongqing.

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.

Thinking about it now, Chen Yun: "Are you really not angry at all?"

Song Fenglin: "If I'm with you, I'll just leave."

The most ordinary 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 cashier counter of the Internet cafe.

I don't know if it was just routine or because they were a single man and a single woman, but the front desk clerk specifically reminded them, "There are surveillance cameras in the private room."

It made sense that they were trying to cover up the truth, as if they were planning to do something in there.

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, "Is it easy to use? If it is, I'll change it for you."

Although Song Fenglin didn't have much demand for equipment, he had a need for it at work.

He said, "It's definitely not as expensive as the ones at home."

In the unknown world, 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?"

Song Fenglin helped her turn on the computer. Suddenly, he felt more familiar with it, but also a little confused: "Then what to do?"

Chen Yun glanced at him: "You just said you understand me, and now you are confused."

Song Fenglin suddenly felt ridiculous: "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 seem to be not doing your job properly, as if you are the dean standing behind me."

After hearing what she said, Song Fenglin also 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 stretched out her finger and lifted his chin: "A little handsome."

Song Fenglin was at a loss like a young boy, and finally uttered: "There are surveillance cameras here."

The words that Chen Yun had not said just now were finally used: "We are not doing anything!" She

poked his face with her 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, and Chen Yun couldn't really taste 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.