Chapter 2868: Why Does My Wife Follow Me Every Day 29

Yun Jian's belly was soft and warm; Jin Chen rubbed it, placing his fingertips on the inner side of Yun Jian's wrist to test the pulse, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

Jin Chen lowered his head again and kissed Yun Jian's lips; Yun Jian obediently opened his mouth, letting him examine, and only after Jin Chen pulled back did he whisper, "I'm fine... just a little low-spirited."

"Want to take a nap?" Jin Chen asked.

Yun Jian nodded, then shook his head, looking at Jin Chen anxiously, "Will you stay with me?"

"I'll stay with you."

Having received an affirmative answer, Yun Jian smiled, taking Jin Chen's hand and heading toward the bedroom.

But when they reached the bedside, he became hesitant again.

The bed was still piled with the clothes he had thrown together that morning, spread out thick and full, leaving only a small dent where he slept; if two people were to sleep together, those clothes would have to be moved aside.

Yun Jian stood by the bed, glancing at the pile of clothes, then at Jin Chen, his brows furrowed tightly.

He wanted to sleep holding Jin Chen, but these clothes had been painstakingly stacked, carrying Jin Chen's scent, and were his little nest.

He couldn't bear to destroy it.

After hesitating for a while, Yun Jian pulled Jin Chen and walked outside.

"Let's go back to the flower shop; my bed is big and has no clothes on it."

Jin Chen was led by him, gave a helpless smile, but didn't object.

The two returned to the second floor of the flower shop; as soon as Yun Jian entered, he pushed Jin Chen onto the bed, climbed up himself, and burrowed into Jin Chen's embrace, wrapping his arms and legs around him.

"Go to sleep." Yun Jian closed his eyes, content.

Jin Chen couldn't sleep, still holding him; one hand gently patted his back, while the other pulled out his phone to casually browse the information retrieved from 999.

Yun Jian soon fell asleep, his cheek pressed against Jin Chen's chest, sleeping utterly defenseless.

The bedroom door was pushed open a crack.

Two rabbits poked their heads in, hopping inside.

They jumped onto the bed, sniffed at the foot of the bed, then slowly approached Yun Jian, noses twitching as they carefully smelled his scent.

Jin Chen put down his phone, lowered his gaze at the two rabbits, considering whether to take them away.

After sniffing for a moment, they suddenly lifted their heads in unison, looking at Jin Chen, their rabbit eyes showing an extremely human-like emotion.

As if they had seen a ghost.

The two rabbits exchanged a glance, lifted their hind legs, and with the speed of thunder—too fast to cover one's ears—kicked Jin Chen's calf that lay outside the blanket, hard.

After kicking, they glanced at Yun Jian once more, then turned and hopped out of the bedroom, even bumping the door shut with their heads.

Jin Chen: "……"

He raised an eyebrow and poked Yun Jian's cheek.

——

Over the next few days, Yun Jian's symptoms showed no improvement, and over the next few days his condition fluctuated between good and bad.

When he was feeling well, he was just as usual—gentle and fond of smiling, trimming flower branches in the flower shop, speaking softly with customers, would proactively go to the coffee shop to find Jin Chen, sit by the window to read, and occasionally look up to see Jin Chen busy behind the counter.

But when he was feeling poorly, he would suddenly become anxious and restless, frequently messaging and calling Jin Chen; if Jin Chen didn't reply within ten minutes, he would come straight over to confirm where Jin Chen was, what he was doing, and who he was with.

Once, Jin Chen merely went to the corner convenience store to buy something, and the round trip took less than ten minutes.

When he returned, he saw Yun Jian standing at the coffee shop's entrance; upon seeing him appear, Yun Jian breathed a sigh of relief, ran over, embraced him, buried his face in his shoulder, and remained silent for a long while.

"What's wrong?" Jin Chen asked, his palm stroking his back.

"I thought you had disappeared."

Jin Chen's heart tightened, and he held him even tighter: "No, I'm just nearby."

"Hmm..." Yun Jian replied, yet he clung even tighter.

That night, Yun Jian became even more clingy.

Jin Chen cooked while he clung from behind; when Jin Chen took a shower… he also wanted to follow in, but having recently been rather indiscreet, Jin Chen pushed him out of the bathroom, so he sat glumly on the floor by the door waiting; as soon as Jin Chen came out, he lunged forward, clinging to him like a koala.

His dependence on Jin Chen had reached an unprecedented level.

Jin Chen turned down a gathering with friends, but a few days later he still accepted an invitation to attend the local handcrafted coffee bean tasting event, organized by a familiar supplier, which was hard to decline.

But Jin Chen hadn't expected that when he informed Yun Jian, his reaction would be stronger than ever before.

"Do I have to go?"

"I can't get out of it; I'll return as soon as possible. If you're tired, just sleep, or keep an eye on the shop, okay?"

Jin Chen placed the fried egg on the table, pinched Yun Jian's cheek, and said, "At most three hours—I promise."

Yun Jian lowered his head, staring at the barely moved fried egg on the plate, Silence for a long time.

It lasted so long that Jin Chen thought he wouldn't answer.

"... Alright, be careful."

Most of the attendees at the tasting were industry professionals; midway, Jin Chen went to the restroom.

Standing at the washbasin washing his hands, Jin Chen caught a fleeting reflection in the mirror.

Jin Chen quickly dried his hands, turned and left the restroom, but the hallway was empty except for the light streaming in from the window at the far end.

Jin Chen focused his senses for a moment, then walked toward the direction where the figure had vanished—a lane behind the back door of the tasting venue's center.

Jin Chen glanced at the corner, sighed, and said, "Come out."

After a few seconds, Yun Jian slowly walked out.

He still wore a hat and mask, approached Jin Chen face‑to‑face, head lowered, as if caught having done something wrong.

Jin Chen reached out, removing Yun Jian's hat and mask.

Yun Jian's face emerged, somewhat pale, eyes reddened, his lips whitened from his own biting.