Chapter 8 — Three Years After Divorce, He Found Out He Had Two Children

Khuong Tri Y directly hung up the phone. Tham Nghien Thanh called back. The phone is turned off. He threw the phone on the bed. Hold your head with both hands. He deserves it. Those four words. Like a sharp knife stabbing straight into his heart. She never said anything wrong. Phuong Huc deserves it. The person who accompanied her to the prenatal checkup was Phuong Huc. The person who helps her take care of her child is Phuong Huc. The person who has been by her side for three years is also Phuong Huc. What about you? He didn't even know she was pregnant. Tham Nghien Thanh sat in the dark all night. Until morning. He made a decision. Three days later. Tham Nghien Thanh went to Xi'an again. This time he didn't stay at the hotel. But go straight to the apartment complex where Khuong Tri Y lives. He stood waiting under building number 3. In his hands he carried two gift boxes. Khuong Tri Y pushed the stroller out. As soon as she saw him, she stopped walking.

“What are you doing here?”

“To visit the children.”

“I made it very clear last time.”

"I know."

Tham Nghien Thanh brought two gift boxes in front of her.

“Buy it for the kids.”

Khuong Tri Y did not accept it.

"No need."

“Khuong Tri Y.”

Tham Nghien Thanh looked at her.

“I know I have no right to appear here.”

“But I still came.”

“You just treat me like a stranger.”

“Let me just look at the children for a moment.”

"Is that Okay?"

She was silent for a moment. Finally sighed softly.

“Look.”

She lifted the sunshade on the stroller. Two children were sitting inside playing with their fingers. The boy was the one who saw him first. Tilt your head and observe curiously. The little girl also looked over. Big round eyes blinked. Tham Nghien Thanh squatted down. Facing two children. My throat felt like something was blocking it. Couldn't say a word.

“Who are you?”

The boy spoke first. Soft and immature voice. Tham Nghien Thanh opened his lips. But no sound came out.

“A friend of my mother.”

Khuong Tri Y answered for him. The boy nodded. Continue to bend down to play. The little girl looked intently at Tham Nghien Thanh again. Suddenly held out his hand. Gently touch his face.

“It's so cold.”

She said. The bridge of Tham Nghien Thanh's nose is stinging. Almost burst into tears.

“What is your name?”

He asked softly.

“My name is Khuong Niem.”

The little girl pointed at herself. Then pointed to the boy next to him.

“His name is Khuong Du.”

“It's my brother.”

“Khuong Niem… Khuong Du…”

Tham Nghien Thanh quietly read it again.

“Very nice name.”

“Mom put it there.”

Khuong Du immediately responded. Tham Nghien Thanh raised his head to look at Khuong Tri Y. She turned away. Don't look at him.

“Can I invite everyone to breakfast?”

“No need…”

“Mom, I want to eat dumplings.”

Khuong Niem suddenly interrupted her. Khuong Tri Y looked at Tham Nghien Thanh. Finally nodded. Still the same breakfast restaurant as last time. Tham Nghien Thanh carries Khuong Du. Khuong Tri Y hugs Khuong Niem. Phuong Huc was not present. Four people sat at a table in the corner. Tham Nghien Thanh ordered a full table of food.

“It's too much.”

Khuong Tri Y said.

“If the kids like to eat, order a little more.”

Khuong Du sat on his lap. Curious, he flipped up his vest collar.

“Your clothes are too stiff.”

“Just wear it when you go to work.”

“What is going to work?”

“It's… making money.”

“Earn money for what?”

“Earn money to buy dumplings for the kids.”

Khuong Du seriously thought for a moment.

“So you have to make a lot of money.”

“I want to eat a lot lots of dumplings.”

Tham Nghien Thanh burst out laughing. This was the first time in three days that he truly smiled. Khuong Niem sat on her mother's lap. Obediently drink porridge. Occasionally she looked up at him.

“You look so much like me.”

Khuong Niem suddenly said. Tham Nghien Thanh was stunned. Then burst out laughing.

“Really?”

“The nose is exactly the same.”

Khuong Tri Y quickly stuffed a piece of dumpling into her mouth.

“Don't talk nonsense.”

“I'm not talking nonsense.”

Khuong Niem pouted.

“Phuong Huc's father said it.”

“Dad said I look like my mom, and my brother looks like…”

“Khuong Niem!”

Khuong Tri Y immediately interrupted. Khuong Niem was scolded by her mother. Immediately panicked. Small lips curl down. Tears began to flow as if about to cry.

“Don't yell at her.”

Tham Nghien Thanh said softly. He reached out and rubbed Khuong Niem's head.

“You're right.”

“Our noses are very similar.”

Khuong Niem immediately stopped crying and burst into laughter. Continue hugging and munching delicious dumplings. Tham Nghien Thanh looked at Khuong Tri Y. She bowed her head to drink porridge. Ears turn red. He suddenly remembered before. Whenever she's embarrassed, her ears will also be red. Still the same now.

“Isn't Phuong Huc coming today?”