Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 276: : Damn it

In the dark night, the street was 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 an old phone booth in a tattered state. The wind and rain have left mottled scars on its body all the year round, which is very old-fashioned.

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 are you in that small pavilion now, holding the microphone and talking, the distance is too far, Qin Guanglin can't see her expression clearly.

The broken thing can still be used?

It was this idea that came to him first.

It's just over a minute, so why not hang up, pause for a moment in the pavilion, and walk back.

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

Ask?

Don't ask?

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

She is depressed tonight, maybe...no, it's probably related to this matter.

Why avoid yourself?

Why not use a mobile phone?

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

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

But...what is it that is hiding from yourself?

Half of going upstairs, Qin Guanglin stopped again, again wondering whether or not to go down and grab a present for her to explain, and then gave up after thinking about it.

Take off his clothes and lie down on the bed again. The bedroom light is on. He leaned on the bedside and looked at the door. Why did he come back slower than he thought.

The outside door rang, and then there were gentle footsteps. The bedroom door was gently pushed open. Qin Guanglin was stunned when he saw why, then he came in and closed the door again.

"Are you awake?"

"Well, it's so late...Where did you go?"

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

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

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

She took out a packaged duck paw from the bag and shook it. Qin Guanglin helped her buy it several times.

"..."

Qin Guanglin was stunned, looking at her natural appearance, if nothing happened, if he hadn't just followed downstairs, for a moment he even wondered if what he had just seen downstairs was a dream—if not Watching her walk into the broken phone booth, you will surely believe her rhetoric.

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

The reason why I gave up on arresting her is to see how she would react, explain it, or continue to conceal 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 to perfuse, and she could tell a lie when she saw the future last time. This time she said she was talking to Calls on the home planet are possible.

"I also bought potato chips." Why not take out another pack 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 out bones.

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

She has done it like this, how else can she ask?

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

Trust has collapsed.

Except for her own initiative to explain, or he finds out the reason on her own, everything else asked is 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."

"Okay."

……

No sleep all night.

Qin Guanglin closed his eyes, listening to why she was eating, waiting for her to turn off the light, feeling she got into her arms, hugging herself to sleep, then got up and made breakfast outside gently.

He lay in bed thinking about it all night.

Why there is 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 when she truly understands what she has hidden can it be possible to recover.

"Get up and have breakfast." Why not walk in with a hand on the apron, leaned over and kissed Qin Guanglin's cheek, and shook his head against his forehead gently.

"Okay."

Qin Guanglin finally opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes as if he was only awake, 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 over and hug."

Qin Guanglin took her in and took a deep breath, and felt a little bit relaxed when he smelled the familiar smell, "I love you."

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

"Wait a minute."

"Huh?"

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

Now no matter what she says, as long as she takes the initiative to speak, he will surely convince himself.

He doesn't want to have conflicts again.

Why look at him for a while, nodding and saying: "Okay...what's the matter with you?"

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

Qin Guanglin sighed, put on his clothes, came out, bored his head after eating breakfast, and remembered something when he tidied up 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 winter vacation today-why didn't you just say it?"

"..."

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

Should you say that you didn't notice it either?

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

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

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

Qin Guanglin let out a cry~IndoMTL.com~ He turned over with the quilt, paused for a while and then turned his head and said: "Go by car."

"No need..."

"It's cold outside."

"Okay."

Why don't you get dressed, find the car key from Qin Guanglin's bag, and come back to kiss him, "I'm leaving."

"Come back early."

Qin Guanglin listened to the sound of the door outside, 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, the corner of his eye swept across the broken phone booth a few hundred meters downstairs, thinking about putting on his coat and going downstairs.

Entering the telephone 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 callback function, he couldn't call it back.

The ic card...Why did you get it from?

He put his gaze on the bayonet slot, and 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.

Toot...

Qin Guanglin hung up as soon as the phone rang.

...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 in a daze.

Damn it.