Chapter 7 — Spring, Beautiful Scenery That Can't See Each Other

"Don't worry, Mr. Co! We're just joking, we absolutely won't let your baby know!" "Our mouths are very tight!" "Since half a year ago you brought her to introduce to us, we've already sealed our mouths!" Co's mother also came over and put the Co family's heirloom bracelet on Tham An Nhien's wrist: "Even though you're always the one silently in the background, as long as you give birth to a healthy child... in my heart, you're also my daughter-in-law." It's yours." The rest, Pho Minh Yen could not continue listening to. Her tightly clenched arms suddenly dropped. She didn't say a word, turned around and left. The more she walked, the faster she became, as if something dark was chasing her. Finally, she started running. Running until exhausted then tripping and collapsing on the road. At that moment, thunder and lightning streaked across the sky, pouring rain poured down, swallowing the entire city. Everything on the road became blurred. The heavy rain drenched Pho Minh Yen's entire body. She looked at her scratched palm, then suddenly remembered the first time Co Canh Trinh brought her home to meet her family. At that time, his mother solemnly put on her the heirloom jade bracelet, saying: "In this whole life, I will only accept one daughter-in-law - you." His brothers also looked at her with respectful eyes: "Sister-in-law is sister-in-law for life, we only recognize you." But now, his mother is wearing that bracelet for someone else. The same brothers also called another woman "sister-in-law". They - like Co Canh Trinh - say they love them, but in their hearts they accept another person. The cruelest thing is... from what she said just now, she realized that they knew of Tham An Nhien's existence for a long time. They know. But they all help him hide. The whole world is acting... only she is the fool who believes the truth. She just sat down in the middle of the road. There were a lot of people walking on the street, but no one stopped to cover her with an umbrella. After that rain, Pho Minh Yen fell seriously ill. High fever that won't go down, whole body in a coma, no signs of waking up. In the villa, Co Canh Trinh roared angrily: "She has had a fever for three days, why hasn't it gone down yet?!" The doctors were worried, but no one dared to answer. The air in the room was so heavy that it made people suffocate. Finally, Co Canh Trinh waved everyone out, then sat down next to the bed, holding her hand tightly, the corners of his eyes red. "Baby... get well soon, please..." But the woman on the bed still lay still, her face pale, eyes closed, not reacting at all. Another night has passed. Finally, Pho Minh Yen's fever subsided and he faintly regained consciousness. She found that her whole body was tired and exhausted, her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound. She tried to call someone when there was a loud crash outside the door. Right after that was Co Canh Trinh's voice, trying to hold back: "I told you, don't appear in front of her again!" Right after that, Tham An Nhien's warm tone rang out: "But... the baby in my belly misses dad, I'm still preparing a surprise for you. Do you want to see?" Next, outside the door there was only the sound of rustling fabric and rapid breathing. "What are you wearing?" Tham An Nhien laughed, her voice as sweet as honey, soft. So soft that it made the listener's legs weak: "You don't like it?" Her response was only the sound of the man's increasingly rapid breathing. Pho Minh Yen couldn't stand it anymore. Just as she was about to bury her face in the blanket, the door was suddenly pushed open. "It's too cold out here... can you come in?" She opened her eyes wide, looked at the mirror reflected on the ground-level window, and clearly saw two figures entwined together on the sofa at the foot of her bed. Outside, the rain began to fall more heavily. Even though it was a layer of glass, the sound of the rain still echoed clearly in waves. Cold wind

Slipping in through the half-closed window, cold air seemed to penetrate straight into her heart. After a serious illness, Pho Minh Yen became much weaker, and there was no longer any light in his eyes. She wrapped herself in a thick blanket, curled up in a chair, and quietly watched the rain outside the window like a person who had completely lost her vitality. Compared to that silence, Co Canh Trinh next to him was full of worry and panic. Since she woke up, she has hardly eaten anything. Even though he coaxed her in all kinds of ways, she still did not react at all. He replaced one bowl of nutritional porridge with another, but she still maintained the same position, her eyes never looking towards him. The wedding day was near, and she felt like she was about to disappear. Co Canh Trinh felt like his heart was on fire, tried to suppress the fear in his heart, came to sit in front of her, half kneeling and half sitting, his voice full of pleading: "Yen Yen... can you eat something? I know you're sick so you can't eat, but your health is more important." "You've had a fever these past few days, I'm worried crazy... if something happens to you again... I really don't know what will happen to me..."