After being married for so long, Qin Yang still wasn’t used to Lin Chuxia’s teasing, especially when the words “boss’s wife” slipped out, it made him shift his eyes uncomfortably.
“What do you mean you’ll provide for me…”
After all, she was his wife, and it was only right that he should be the one to provide for her as her husband.
But now, Qin Yang couldn’t boldly declare “I’ll provide for you” anymore.
Nevertheless, he patiently explained, “Lin Chuxia, I know my salary doesn’t mean much to you, but a person needs to leave something behind in this world. You have your career, and I have my dedication. This is a job I love. It might cause some inconvenience for us, but I don’t have any regrets about choosing this path.”
How could Lin Chuxia not understand him? She reached out to smooth the creases between his brows.
“I know, Qin Yang, you are my pride. You don’t know how proud I am reading about your achievements in the newspaper—though they don’t mention your name, I just know it must be you.”
This was the first time Lin Chuxia spoke to him about reading such reports in the newspaper.
Qin Yang’s eyes shone exceptionally bright, as nothing was more joyful than receiving the recognition of the one he loved.
He had always been worried that Lin Chuxia would get tired of their long-distance relationship and thus grow tired of his job.
Especially compared to the earnings from the Xiyang Food Factory and the Bun Shop, his salary was barely worth mentioning.
He had even considered what he would do if Lin Chuxia insisted he quit his job.
Without a doubt, it would be a painful decision to make.
But now Lin Chuxia not only recognized his work but also said he was her pride.
Qin Yang felt that meeting Lin Chuxia was the greatest fortune of his life.
Lin Chuxia didn’t like clingy behavior. With Qin Yang about to leave and nothing else planned for the afternoon, Lin Chuxia suggested, “We haven’t watched a movie together yet. I don’t even know what’s showing at the cinema today.”
Qin Yang wasn’t the romantic type. If Lin Chuxia hadn’t brought it up, he wouldn’t have even considered going to the movies with his wife.
But now he recalled that dating colleagues at his workplace would often go to the movies.
“Let’s go and see what they’re showing. Come on, let’s go watch a movie.”
Qin Yang held Lin Chuxia’s hand as they walked out, only letting go after they had left the office.
In less than fifteen minutes, they arrived at the cinema entrance.
During this era, theaters didn’t have many films to show; one movie could run in a loop for half a month.
Today, the movies showing were “Lushan Love” and “The Railway Guerrillas.” Without any hesitation, they chose “Lushan Love.”
Romantic movies were rare in this era, and “Lushan Love” was known as the first domestic romance film to feature a kissing scene.
The theater wasn’t crowded; there were couples and groups of young lads and girls.
As the lights dimmed and the projector beam became more visible pointing at the screen, Lin Chuxia realized it had been decades since she had last watched such an old film in a theater. Compared to the movie itself, she enjoyed looking at Qin Yang more.
With such intense gaze, Qin Yang couldn’t ignore it even if he wanted to.
With a slight turn, he could always catch her bright, sparkling eyes watching him.
“Isn’t the movie interesting?” he asked in a lowered voice.
“You are more interesting.”
Qin Yang: “…”
Suddenly, a low exclamation arose in the cinema—the climax of the movie was unfolding.
Initially, Qin Yang, flustered by Lin Chuxia’s teasing, dared not meet her eyes and turned to look at the screen only to catch that scene.
Then, as if scorched, he quickly diverted his gaze.
People of this era were innocent—Qin Yang even more so. Even after being husband and wife for half a year, he still couldn’t bear to watch such scenes directly.
But Lin Chuxia wanted to tease him, and while he awkwardly turned away, she leaned in like the heroine of the movie and gently kissed his cheek.
Even though they had been more intimate, this light touch made Qin Yang’s body burn up like electricity, with all his blood rushing to one spot.
Thankfully, it was dark in the cinema, so others couldn’t see his embarrassment.
Others might not see, but Lin Chuxia knew him well. Mischievously, she placed her hand on his thigh.
Qin Yang immediately sat up straight. To put it bluntly, even in this chilly weather, he was breaking out in a sweat.
This agony lasted until the end of the film when Lin Chuxia clapped her hands leisurely, “Let’s go. The movie was good. We should watch another one together next time.”
Looking at her smug expression, Qin Yang was almost grinding his teeth with irritation.
Thankfully, they were wearing heavy coats, and Qin Yang’s calm and indifferent nature didn’t betray his feelings to others.
It wasn’t until that night that Lin Chuxia understood the saying, “If you don’t make waves, you won’t get into trouble.”
“Qin Yang, I was wrong. I won’t dare to do it again.”
“Tomorrow you’ll still have to go to work, so get some rest early tonight, and make sure you get enough sleep…”
“Qin Yang, could you keep it down a bit… Qin Yang, I really made a mistake…”
No matter what Lin Chuxia said, the man remained indifferent, and she didn’t even remember how it all ended, with only one thought occupying her mind.
This man was finally going back to work tomorrow. If they continued like this, he might collapse from exhaustion, and Lin Chuxia felt she definitely would.
It was still dark outside when they got up early to catch the morning train.
When Lin Chuxia sat up, she couldn’t help but hiss in pain, feeling as though she had run several thousand meters and done hundreds of squats.
Looking at her discomfort, Qin Yang finally experienced a prick of conscience, “You can continue to sleep; I can take the train by myself.”
Watching him trying to hide his true feelings with pursed lips, Lin Chuxia could assert that if she agreed, the guy would surely be worried all the way there and couldn’t concentrate even at his workplace.
“Go freshen up first, I’ll rest a bit longer.”
Seeing the smile on Qin Yang’s face, Lin Chuxia couldn’t help but feel helpless with him.
On the way, Qin Yang, riding the flatbed cart, never stopped talking. Lin Chuxia could feel his reluctance and remembered how the first time she sent him to the train station after getting married seemed just like yesterday.
A faint smile curled at the corners of her lips.
In two lifetimes, she didn’t know what love was. She and Li Guangyuan entangled in love and resentment all her life, but she knew that she didn’t love him.
Now, watching the man in front of her and listening to his chatter, Lin Chuxia felt her heart brim with emotion.
She thought this must be what it feels like to love someone.
You’re always worried, constantly thinking about them, and you never run out of things to nag about.
Qin Yang indeed couldn’t relax and was feeling even more reluctant to part.
He knew that with the current situation, Lin Chuxia was unlikely to follow him to his workplace, and his goal was to find a job closer to home.
He wouldn’t carelessly share these unresolved plans, to avoid others getting their hopes up. All he could do was silently resolve to work even harder.
Finally, they arrived at the station. As usual, they bought a platform ticket, and Lin Chuxia sent him onto the train.
With dark eyes full of emotion, Qin Yang looked at her, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”