Wife Please Be Obedient

In the dark night, the streets were silent, Qin Guanglin slowly squatted down and leaned against the wall, watching what's wrong under the street lamp, his brows gradually frowned.

A few hundred meters away, there is a tattered old telephone booth, which has been battered by wind and rain all year round, leaving mottled scars on it, which is very old.

Except for occasional children who go in and play, not many people usually take a look at it. At most, they use it as a signpost and raise a mouth when giving directions: the broken phone booth.

Why not be in that small pavilion now, holding the microphone to say something, the distance is too far, Qin Guanglin can't see her expression clearly.

That broken thing can still be used?

This thought came out first in his mind.

But for more than a minute, why not hang up, pause for a moment in the small pavilion, and walk back out.

Qin Guanglin flashed back subconsciously, watching why he bowed his head and stepped closer, his brain turned rapidly.

ask?

Do not ask?

Sneak out in the middle of the night to call in the phone booth. That call must be very important.

She is depressed tonight, maybe...no, 80% of it is related to this.

Why avoid yourself?

Why not use a mobile phone?

A series of why was tumbling in Qin Guanglin's mind. Seeing that he got closer and closer, he pursed his mouth, turned around and walked upstairs gently.

The word cheating only flashed in his mind for a moment, and he threw it aside-if someone told him that he would cheat, he dared to turn his head off as a bet.

But...what is it hiding from yourself?

Halfway up the stairs, Qin Guanglin stopped again, wondering again whether to go down and grab a current situation for her to explain, then gave up after thinking about it.

He took off his clothes and lay back on the bed. The bedroom light was turned on. He leaned on the bedside and looked at the door. Why did he come back slower than expected.

The door rang outside, followed by the sound of light footsteps, and the bedroom door was gently pushed open. Qin Guanglin was stunned when he saw why, then he came in and closed the door again.

"you're awake?"

"Well, so late...Where did you go?"

"Can't sleep, want to eat duck feet..."

Why not lift the disposable bag in the handle, Qin Guanglin noticed that she was still carrying things.

"...Can't help but go down and buy some-do you want to eat?"

She flicked out a packaged duck paw from the bag, one piece and five pieces, and Qin Guanglin helped her buy it several times.

"..."

Qin Guanglin was stunned, seeing her natural appearance, if nothing happened, if not just following downstairs, for a moment he even wondered if what he had just seen downstairs was a dream-if not seeing it with his own eyes She walked into the broken phone booth, she would have believed her rhetoric.

"I just bought a duck paw?" He didn't reach out to pick up the duck paw that was handed over. He looked at her and asked.

The reason why I gave up on arresting her was to see what the reaction would be, explain it, or continue to hide it.

Otherwise, even if she was caught in the past, she could lie and say some reasons...Qin Guanglin didn't know what reason she would use perfunctory. Last time, she could tell the lies of the future. This time she said she was talking to her mother star. It's all possible.

"I also bought potato chips." Why not take out a packet of snacks from the bag.

"..."

The room fell silent, why not glance at the window, lowered his head and tore the duck paws to eat.

Qin Guanglin looked at her with complicated eyes, like a kitten, bending over to face the trash can and spitting bones.

"I..." he said, spit out a word and closed it.

What else can she ask?

Say you have seen her call? She lied casually and was able to perfuse herself.

Trust has collapsed.

Except she took the initiative to explain, or he found out the reason, everything else asked was not credible.

"What's the matter?" Why stop eating duck paws and look sideways at him.

"I continue to sleep, you remember to turn off the light."

"it is good."

...

Stayed up all night.

Qin Guanglin closed her eyes and listened to why she was eating. He waited for her to turn off the light, and felt that she got into her arms and hugged herself to sleep, then got up and made breakfast outside gently.

He lay in bed thinking about it all night.

Why is there a secret? He knew it before, but he didn't take it seriously.

But now, it has begun to really affect life.

From the moment she took out the potato chips, even if she continued to ask, even if she told the truth, he would continue to doubt—

Only by truly understanding what she hid can it be possible to recover.

"Get up, eat breakfast." Why not walk in with a hand on the apron, leaning over and kissing Qin Guanglin's cheek, holding his head against his forehead and gently shaking it.

"it is good."

Qin Guanglin finally opened his eyes, rubbing his eyes as if he had just woke up, and sat up to look for his clothes.

"You didn't hug me."

"Huh?" Qin Guanglin was stunned.

"If I tell you to get up, you will give me a hug first."

"...Come and hug."

Qin Guanglin took her in and took a deep breath, smelling the familiar smell, feeling a little relaxed, "I love you."

"Okay, get up soon." Why not straighten up satisfactorily and turn his head to get out.

"Wait."

"Ok?"

"If you have anything, you must tell me." Qin Guanglin looked at her seriously.

Now no matter what she said, as long as she took the initiative to speak, he would surely convince himself.

He didn't want conflicts again.

Why not look at him for a while, nodding and saying: "Okay...what's wrong with you?"

"...It's okay, go eat."

Qin Guanglin sighed, put on his clothes, came out, bored his head after eating breakfast, and remembered something when he was finishing his scarf. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it and said, "Today is Saturday."

"Huh?" Why did the dishwashing action pause, "...I'm too confused, thinking about the first day of today's winter vacation - why didn't you just say it?"

"..."

Qin Guanglin didn't respond, took off the scarf again, took off his coat and prepared to lie on the bed to catch up.

Do you want to say that you have not noticed?

He scratched his hair irritably, and the two of them had their own concerns. This feeling made him a little uncomfortable. He poked his head out of the bedroom door and prepared to say something to him. Finally he closed his mouth and lay back on the bed.

Why not wash the dishes and go to the bedroom, see Qin Guanglin go back to sleep, take off his coat and huddle with him, but can't sleep.

"Xiaoqing asked me to go shopping, so sleep well."

Wait till ten o'clock, why not get up from the bed and said while putting on your shoes.

Qin Guanglin let out a cry, turned over with the quilt, paused for a while and then turned back and said: "Go by car."

"No need to……"

"It is cold outside."

"Ok."

Why not put on your luggage, find the car key from Qin Guanglin's bag, and come back to kiss him, "I'm leaving."

"come back earlier."

Listening to the sound of the door outside, Qin Guanglin opened his eyes, got up and opened the curtains to look at the window, why not quickly appeared from downstairs, got in the car to start the car, and slowly went away.

Retracting his gaze, he was about to lie back on the bed, and the corner of his eye swept across the broken phone booth hundreds of meters downstairs, thinking about putting on his coat and going downstairs.

Entering the phone booth, Qin Guanglin looked at its structure curiously.

This is a product left over from the last era. It has long been forgotten by the city. He has never used it, and even now he has nowhere to buy an IC card.

I don’t know if I can call back the number...

After studying for a while, Qin Guanglin finally gave up. He didn't even have an IC card. Even with the call-back function, he couldn't call it back.

IC card...Why did you get it from?

He put his gaze on the bayonet slot, and he was stunned.

It was rusty there, and I don't know whether the skinned child or the boring person was stuffed with small branches, and the entire gap was blocked.

Qin Guanglin's heart pounded, picked up the microphone, and the old monochromatic liquid crystal lit up slightly.

He pursed his mouth, looked at the usage flow chart next to him, and raised his hand to press three numbers.

beep……

As soon as the phone rang, Qin Guanglin hung up.

...The function is normal, but only toll-free calls can be made-this discovery overturned all his guesses.

Qin Guanglin stood still looking at the four toll free numbers printed next to him, startled.

Damn it.