Chapter 2 — You don't save me, I don't need it

My sister and I simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. I told her I would go home and cook some porridge for my grandchild. My sister probably thought about her illness so she didn't refuse. But I didn't expect that when I got home, I saw Luc Hoai Chau wearing an apron cooking porridge, and his first love Duong Vu was standing right next to him. Luc Hoai Chau poured the washed shrimp into the pot. Duong Vu stood next to him and immediately put in the sliced vegetables. She accidentally got burned a little and let out a small cry. Luc Hoai Chau quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the faucet to flush: "Why are you still the same as before, always clumsy?" This scene reminds me of the past, when I sometimes got burned when cooking. At that time, Luc Hoai Chau also treated me the same way. At that time, I still felt sweet and happy. But now that I think about it, it was just a habit that his first love "trained" him. Suddenly, for some reason, even Luc Hoai Chau's previous gentleness made me feel: It was leftovers that someone else got tired of using and then threw it back to me. I stood at the door, holding a lunch box, momentarily not knowing whether to retreat or advance. Just then Duong Vu looked up and saw me. She paused for a moment, then smiled and pushed Luc Hoai Chau: "Your little girlfriend is back." Luc Hoai Chau looked up at me, then went to the cabinet and took out the first aid box. While applying ointment to Duong Vu, he told me: "Duong Vu's daughter just had surgery at my hospital, let me cook her some porridge." I paused for a few seconds before finding my voice again: "Ah, I just went back to get some clothes to change into, my niece is also in the hospital." After saying that, I ran away and went back to my room. After four days of not coming home, everything in the room remained the same. The clothes I laid out on the bed are still on the bed. The cosmetics I angrily threw to the ground that day are still lying on the ground. So in the four days I wasn't home, Luc Hoai Chau didn't come back to sleep? My chest throbbed bitterly, I tried to suppress my panic, stay calm and stuff my clothes into my bag. Ten minutes later I walked out. Duong Vu and Luc Hoai Chau were sitting at the dining table sipping porridge like a family. Seeing me getting ready to leave, Duong Vu posed as a female hostess and asked: "Would you like some porridge?" I shook my head. Duong Vu asked again: "What illness does your niece have? Is she also in the hospital?" My throat felt like it was stuffed with a handful of cotton. Not only the throat, but also the chest is choked. I held back for a long time before uttering one sentence: "Same illness as your daughter." Duong Vu paused, then she burst out laughing: "I told you, your face looks so strange, is Luc Hoai Chau up to his old habit again, refusing to arrange a hospital bed for your nephew, right?" "He's been like that since he was little, he hates asking for favors in relationships the most or doing messy things like this." Having said that, Duong Vu turned to scold Luc Hoai Chau: "Luc Hoai Chau, Ha Ninh is your girlfriend, so Hey, is this called going through the back door? This is called serving the family, quickly admit Ha Ninh's niece to your ward, look how angry you are making her. Luc Hoai Chau looked slightly dissatisfied and glared at me. But turning to him, he gently said to Duong Vu: "Okay, listen to me." After speaking, he turned to look at me: "Later, give me your nephew's medical record, I will tell the nurse." I didn't expect that wanting Luc Hoai Chau to treat my nephew's illness would be so simple. There's no need for me to get angry, no need for me to make a fool of myself or complain about poverty or suffering. Just need Duong Vu to say a light sentence and it's over. But now, I don't need it anymore. So I just calmly shook my head: "No need, my nephew already has a doctor."