Chapter 4 — My Childish Husband

7 I stood up and watched Luc Kinh Bach enter the bathroom. After a long while, I burst out laughing. Inside, there was the sound of objects falling. I guess he heard it, probably showing that self-pity look. Playing with Luc Kinh Bach all day, I was satisfied. I called the main treating doctor and decided to take him to the doctor. Memories stopping at the age of seventeen is not a good thing. What if you can't remember it later? A long time later, Luc Kinh Bach timidly walked out of the bathroom. The corners of his eyes turned red: "Sister... believe me, I'm not impotent." “Yes, I believe.” “You can't not trust me!” “I didn't say I didn't believe it.” “Obviously you don't believe it.” I pulled him closer, my voice softened: "Wait until you're an adult, then prove to me that you're 'very good', okay?" Luc Kinh Bach's eyes slowly opened wide, starting to feel embarrassed again. In the evening, I took him to the hospital. He squeezed my arm: "What are you doing at the hospital?" “Let me re-examine.” Luc Kinh Bach stopped and pulled me: "You're okay, really!" Only then did I realize — it seemed like he didn't want me to find out that I had lost my memory. What are you insecure about? Afraid I won't need you anymore? "Don't worry, it's just a follow-up examination. No matter what, I'm still your little lover, okay?" Luc Kinh Bach exhaled a little, but was still tense. Even so, he was not opposed to seeing a doctor. He did a brain CT. The doctor pulled me away, his face serious: "The patient's brain has a hematoma, which is compressing the nerves, which is why memory loss appears." “Is there any way to restore it?” "We can only treat it conservatively, waiting for the hematoma to dissolve and then we can recover." When I was discharged from the hospital for a check-up, the doctor said it was okay, but now I had dementia again, and the doctor said I had to wait until it healed on its own. I was so upset that I was annoyed: "You guys find a way to go, money is not the problem." The doctor saw my worry and comforted me: "The brain is very complex, sometimes it really can't be detected right away. But don't worry, the hematoma will be absorbed, sooner or later." I can only comfort myself like that. Taking the result sheet to look for Luc Kinh Bach, I saw him squatting in the garden... playing with some ants. I've rarely seen him being so childish, and I'm a bit reluctant to bother him. I stood behind him and looked at him for a long time before Luc Kinh Bach discovered it. "Older sister!" – he saw the result sheet in my hand – “Are you okay?” I shook my head: "It's okay, but you need to rest more." He didn't feel like he needed to rest, but since it was Kieu Nhan's words, he could only listen. I took him out to dinner at a roadside restaurant - a small grilled restaurant with extremely good taste. “Sister, are you going to bring him here to eat?” It took me a few seconds to react - it turned out that Luc Kinh Bach was talking about the "husband" in my mouth. “No, he's very busy and doesn't have time to take me.” Luc Kinh Bach's tone immediately smelled of green tea: "That's too much! How could this be possible! No matter how busy you are, you have to make time for your wife!" He looked extremely dissatisfied, muttering incessantly: "A man like that is worthless, let him go." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately covered his mouth: "I didn't mean that... I just think he's not good, you deserve it." Worthy of a better man.” I laughed: "So what do you think is a better man?" Luc Kinh Bach coughed lightly, then got serious: "He is the one who treats you well, consistently, always by your side, loves you, respects you, protects you, is your support, not just demanding." My eyes softened: "Okay, I will divorce him." In Luc Kinh Bach's eyes, extreme joy flashed, but he tried to hold back: "Good, but you must be careful." “Be careful of what?” "Be careful, he tries to prolong and refuses to divorce." Anyway, in Luc Kinh Bach's eyes, once married to Kieu Nhan, no one will definitely let go. Looking at Luc Kinh Bach getting more and more excited, I couldn't help but laugh. If he knew that the person marrying me was actually himself, yet he was advising me to divorce... I wonder what his face would look like at that time. 8 On the way home, Luc Kinh Bach kept asking: "Sister, will he come back tomorrow?" I shook my head: “Probably not.” "If we don't come back, how can we talk about divorce?" – Luc Kinh Bach seemed to be impatient for me. “It's okay, just call and tell him.” He frowned: "That's really irresponsible." I held back my laughter, looking at him with affection. Until Luc Kinh Bach recovers his memory, I will probably never see him like this again. After showering, I was still thinking about how to drag Luc Kinh Bach to bed, but as soon as I stepped out, I saw him sitting on the bed in pajamas, shyly looking at the ground. "Tieu Bach, I... this is..." - I pretended to be confused. “Sister… I want to sleep with you.” I curled my lips and patted his head: "Okay." I was wearing a nightgown, quite cool, a few days ago Luc Kinh Bach even helped me cover up, now I don't, I just don't dare look directly at my chest. He obediently crawled under the blanket and lay straight. I almost burst out laughing, but to avoid making him feel embarrassed and angry, I tried to hold back and lay down next to him. As soon as he turned off the light, he heard Luc Kinh Bach say: "Wait for me, I'm about to become an adult." “Okay, I'll wait.” Simply talking under a blanket, it's been a long time since he and I have had this kind of peaceful conversation. Before, if you said a few words, you would end up doing something embarrassing. Luc Kinh Bach leaned over, facing me: "Sister, do you believe me? I will always treat you well.” I opened my eyes and looked at him: "I believe." Indeed, Luc Kinh Bach has always been very kind to me. He mustered all his courage and wrapped his arms around my waist. I just smiled softly and said nothing. After a free day with Luc Kinh Bach, the next day I went back to work, because today I had to sign a contract with Party A. I didn't expect that the person from Party A would be my ex-boyfriend - Lam Phuong Chu. He and I have known each other since 11th grade, and then broke up in our second year of college. When we broke up, it was so loud that it was unsightly. His mother threw an entire cup of milk tea on my head, cursing me for being a gold digger and spending her son's money. I just find those words funny. At that time, Lam Phuong Chu was extremely poor, his living expenses were only one thousand yuan, barely enough for food, let alone for me to spend. His clothes, shoes, even underwear were all bought by me. Even the cup of milk tea that Lam poured on my head... was also paid for by me. Lam Phuong Chu was extremely embarrassed at that time, almost collapsed, constantly explaining to her mother, and even advised me not to accept it. her. I was silent for a long time, then immediately said: "Lam Phuong Chu, let's break up. Before, I didn't understand the situation, I didn't know that not registering for a class would cause conflicts. I gave you the milk tea in your hand, no need to return the money." Lam Phuong Chu's face was pale, almost resenting her mother to the core. I don't know how they resolved it after that, anyway, Lam Phuong Chu and I broke up. He kept asking for forgiveness, stopping me to apologize, but even then it didn't help. Love is real, but awkwardness is also real. I don't want to get involved with a family like that, and I don't have the strength to deal with these trivial matters.