Chapter 4 — After Kicking the Medical Professor

“Little Uncle Tham,” I took a deep breath and looked straight into his eyes, “What do you want?”

He looked at me, slowly smiling. That smile was different from the previous times, there was no teasing, no joking, just an extremely clear smile.

“I want you to add me as a friend again.”

He paused for a moment.

“This time, don't block me again.”

3 I was stunned. He sat on the chair with his head tilted back to look at me, his posture relaxed, but his tone carried a hint of seriousness that was hard to detect. At that moment I suddenly realized, it seemed like he... wasn't joking. But in the next second, he added another sentence: "I still have those PPTs indicating male love, so if you delete them, it would be a waste." Me: “…” The romantic atmosphere immediately shattered.

"Who wants your PPT?" I glared at him, "I even wrote the college entrance exam essay with a maximum score, don't you know how to get back at the boss?"

“You know?” He raised his eyebrows, "So who was crying in the voice message before, 'Boss is so cruel'?"

“I'm acting!”

“Acting just like the real thing.”

“That's because you have acting talent!”

“Okay,” He nodded, took out his phone from his pocket, “So now you perform for me the play 'I have absolutely no feelings for Tham Khinh Chu', how to act like me.”

I opened my mouth, but the words that came to my mouth were swallowed back. He noticed my hesitation. He immediately smiled like a fox that had just stolen a chicken.

“Add it again.” He pushed the phone onto the table, the bright screen displayed a QR code to make friends.

I stared at that QR code, feeling like it was a trap.

“After adding, promise not to make fun of me anymore about online love, okay?”

“No promises.”

“Little Uncle Tham!”

“Call Khinh Chu.”

“…”

In the end I still scanned the code. The moment we made friends again, the phone vibrated, a series of message notifications appeared on the screen—— All were messages he sent on the day I broke up suddenly.

“?”

“What do you mean?”

“Van Le, are you okay?”

“If you're just being too pressured, I can understand.”

"If you see it, please reply me."

“Van Le?”

There are a few more voice messages behind, I don't dare click on them to listen. I looked up at him: "Do you still keep these messages?"

“Yes,” He said softly, “Keep it to remind yourself, next time don't fall in love online again.”

In my heart, an indescribable feeling suddenly arose. As soon as I sent that farewell message, I blocked it, completely unaware that he would send so many messages after that. At that time, I just thought, I don't intend to go far with him anyway, just a little decisiveness is best for both of us. But now looking at those messages, I suddenly feel... it seems like I'm a bit too much.

“Tham…”

“It's okay.” He interrupted me, his tone returning to gentleness, "It's all over. You're my student and teaching assistant now, just do your job well."

He stood up, pulled a thick Atlas of Anatomy from the edge of the table and handed it to me.

“This week, memorize the first two chapters first, and next Monday in anatomy class you have to help me prepare the body specimen.”

I received the book, heavily. The cover of the book is printed with a picture of the human body's muscle structure, just looking at it makes your scalp tingle.

“Little Uncle Tham,” I gulped, “I'm really just a freshman at least… Are you sure I can handle it?”

“If you can't bear it, you have to bear it.” He sat back in his chair and began flipping through documents, without even looking up, "Students are personally led by me and are not allowed to be cowards."

I walked out of the office holding my books and immediately bumped into a male student.

“Hey—— sorry sorry!” The male student quickly picked up the book that fell on the ground to help me, "Are you... Mr. Tham's new teaching assistant?"

“Yes, you are?”