Chapter 4 — Old Love Knocks on My Door

Quy Da said I hurt him too deeply, he couldn't adjust himself. For three days in a row, he didn't come to bother me. But every day he always came to lead Dai Trang with a cold face. He said it was a father's right, I couldn't take it away. I didn't dare say anything, I didn't dare ask. Just afraid that he wouldn't let him see Dai Trang, he hid in the house and cried like a beagle. On the fourth day, I got my period. The first day of my period is always the most painful, so I asked to stay home. Giang Tu said that he also asked for leave to take care of me.

“Very cheap, full-time male nanny, eight hundred yuan a day.”

I knew right away that this kid didn't have good intentions, so I immediately told him to get the hell out and go to work. Moreover, Giang Tu is still practicing, so it would be bad for him to ask for a leave of absence because of this. He shrunk his neck, made me a cup of ginger tea with red sugar before going to work. I lazily lay down on the sofa, the TV series was showing "The Story of Martial Arts". My stomach hurts so much that I'm in no mood to laugh. The doorbell suddenly rang. I sighed. Surely Giang Tu forgot to bring something. Why hasn't this pig head gotten any better from childhood to adulthood? I stood up with difficulty, shuffled my shoes and opened the door. But the person standing outside the door was Quy Da.

09

Before I could open my mouth to ask what he was doing, Quy Da helped me back to the sofa to lie down. Then, I don't know where he got a large blanket from and covered me. Only then did I discover that he was carrying a giant bag on his shoulder. He took out two bags of wormwood from his pocket, one stuck behind my waist, the other told me to hold it in front of my stomach to warm my lower belly.

“Have you taken ibuprofen yet?”

He asked in a low voice. I nodded bewilderedly. His eyes glanced at the cup of ginger tea with red sugar on the table and chuckled softly:

“My wife doesn't like the smell of ginger and he doesn't know?”

Then he took out a cup of hot red bean water from his pocket.

“Drink this. I cooked it myself. The thermos is a new one.”

Next, he stood up and turned down the TV volume, increased the air conditioner temperature and adjusted the wind direction. He took out all kinds of ingredients from the magic bag and naturally went straight to the kitchen. I was surprised.

“What are you going to do?”

I called after his back. Quy Da turned his head to look at me and calmly replied:

“Cook rice.”

“I can order food from outside.”

“Is street food nutritious?”

He raised the piece of meat in his hand.

“Now you should eat foods that nourish blood, such as beef.”

I was momentarily speechless. After a few seconds, I asked again:

“You... how did you know I had my period today?”

Quy Da skillfully tied the apron.

"Before, weren't you always memorizing your period?"

He looked up at me, a self-mocking look flashed through his eyes, then slowly lowered his eyelids.

“A few days ago I saw him buying you sanitary napkins, I guess your cycle probably hasn't changed yet.”

“It's past your time to go to work today and I still haven't heard you leave the house, so I know you're not feeling well.”

10

The busy Quy Da in front of your eyes gradually overlaps with his figure in your memory. Before, my menstrual cramps were more severe. But it seems like all girls are like that, everyone is used to trying to endure for a while and then it will pass. It seems that this matter is not worth mentioning. Only Quy Da refused to let me be patient. He dragged me to see countless Oriental and Western doctors, little by little learned about my physical condition, and finally learned from experience: As soon as my period starts, I have to take ibuprofen. This will be much more effective than waiting until the pain is unbearable before taking it. You also have to be careful to drink it after eating, otherwise it will harm your stomach. Because of this, Quy Da has become very good at cooking. In the winter, he also prepares hot packs for me, then uses warm water to soak my feet. Then he hugged me, gently rubbing my lower abdomen clockwise. Quy Da is an almost perfect boyfriend. Handsome. Excellent figure. Spend money generously. He's also a handsome guy who's a bit stupid. I didn't spend much effort to turn him into a blind lover. If there are no surprises, then something unexpected is about to happen. Around that time, the man who had been laughing and joking all day long suddenly became worried and heavy. Even when talking to me, he often loses focus. I thought he had a change of heart. Unexpectedly, his family was about to go bankrupt. I secretly saw the text message his father sent, telling him to quickly go back to a commercial marriage to save the family company. Quy Da continuously cursed fiercely. Until his father texted: 【Okay. So just wait until our whole family is saddled with a huge debt, so that the woman you love has to follow you and suffer.】