The sun is shining throughout the small park, and in the distance, it seems that you can faintly hear the laughter of some tourists from far away. On the high leaves, the wind rustles, the rays of the sun through the branches and leaves pierce the face of the person who is waiting with closed eyes. Canh Yen seems to be falling asleep in this park, in his hand, he holds a medical examination paper, also a small ultrasound picture. You just came from the hospital across the street, every week you go to see if there's anything, after all, you're a pregnant boy who knows what's different from women, just go for it.
Pat him on the stomach, if he didn't say it, no one would know how much he expected of this kid. This is the bedroom, even the blanket has begun to think about what kind of fabric to use and what texture to have, the gender is unknown, otherwise, he would have completed the small room for the baby. Staring at infinity, he looked at the children running around with their parents or two fathers, each of them smiling like flowers. The children were taken to travel, and then they were loved and cherished by their families, life was simple but full of happiness.
The children ran and played, the older ones were no longer so active, looking at them with a dazed look and holding the phone. Children a little older are forced to study, but this situation is very few, mainly due to old-fashioned or traditional families. They always want to show off their faces with their three children, their family, or anyone when it comes to their children's achievements.
There were still many times when he was still in school, mainly middle-class families, the most important of which was a face. I remember when I was in middle school, there was a boy who was also forced to study at night, studied in the morning at school, ate a bowl of rice at lunch, and then ran to school until late at night. Although he studied very well, he was always in a state of stress and fatigue. At that time, Bang Du and Dinh Tu were among the first in the school, the other boy hated the two of them because many times he had to rank third and fourth, it seemed that every time he was scolded by his parents.
He's always in the top 10 but he curses, sometimes he doesn't understand what his parents are asking for.
Come to think of it, there's the kind like a good child. I don't know how people define the word 'good', maybe it's also obedient, or filial piety and caring people or something. He lived a very comfortable life since childhood, sometimes he risked arguing with his father because of some problem, going out, fighting, swearing at you, and swearing all kinds of things, never getting tired of any guy in this world, sometimes even smoking and drinking. Through the night, playing with girls, sometimes going to the station to sit for half a day and then leave. But he still considers himself a good child, he does not feel that he has lost his way to his father or brother, if it is not too harsh, he will still listen and say his opinion. To outsiders, whoever is good to you, you are good to that person, and whoever is confused 'no matter who your father is your grandfather is like' he plays socks.
Yet, being scolded by people is a 'disgusting thing'.
At that time, they were short-tempered and even planned to bring gasoline to burn those people's houses, they acted like their 'good children' were very good, they were also thugs, they cursed at their mother and father but were bumped by people. come and scream and say 'kids don't know anything. Oh, baby...
Now that I think about it, when I didn't burn the house down, everyone saw that I was holding back a lot. Take a breath, each family has a different way of teaching, his parents taught him to face difficulties in life, they can provide for him to eat and drink, but they will not let him go down the path of destruction. The families of the other three friends also have their methods, but they only direct their children to grow up to be adults, knowing how to fight with this colorful life.
How will we raise the baby later? Canh Yen thought about this for a long time, had to let the baby grow up feeling happy but also mature in perception. Read a few more parenting books, the more you read, the more you know, if you encounter that problem at least know what to do, or combine them all. He didn't make his son the model child of 'one's family, nor did he insist on things like titles.
Children grow up healthy, understanding, and obedient.
Holding a piece of mango, he sips it while feeling that he has realized the bright path of fatherhood.
This season's mango is both crispy and sweet, but he seems to crave sourness. Sipping a few pieces of mango that people say is super sour, he eats it well and chews it very well, super delicious. Biting the mango, chewing the horn, seeing that no one went out with her these days, Canh Yen sat in the park to cool off.
The phone rang, Canh Yen glanced at it, the soul that was relaxing with the sound of the wind suddenly re-entered, his face black. This guy seems to have a lot of free time, right? Nature makes people lose their emotions. Canh Yen silently cursed the entire family name of that idiot, but still quickly picked up the phone.
"Hello, I'm listening."
"Where are you? 9 o'clock urgent meeting, come quickly." Dong Khanh on the other side is adjusting the buttons on his shirt, he looks at the watch on his wrist, it's half-past eight, he'll probably be there in time.
But what you care about is not Timely or not, this corporation doesn't seem to have anyone to announce the meeting, so it has to ask the president for hundreds of thousands of jobs to call the employees directly. What does a secretary do? Assistant born to do? Are they all dead, or are they all grandparents? Maybe there's no director or department head? Is this president too free to go crazy?
He cursed and cursed, but he was still very professional and responsive. Bite off a piece of mango, brush his pants, and get out of the car. Also because there weren't many people at this time, so the street was quite empty, he rushed to the stupid corporation, and when he appeared, someone called into the meeting room.
Indeed, there was an urgent meeting, Canh Yen was specially appointed to sit in the chair, next to a few directors and department heads, but he didn't know anyone. Silently, listening to the other people's presentations, talking about analysis and proof and everything, Canh Yen wanted to fall asleep but tried to open her eyes and pretend to be very attentive.
Dong Khanh noticed that he secretly covered his mouth and yawned, he found him very funny, but his face still carried a very professional coldness. Seeing him pretend to read the report and then net something on the screen, listen to other people's discussion, he knew he had had enough.
Canh Yen glanced over at him, caught his eyes staring at him, he frowned, silently lamenting 'Why is this bitch looking at me all of a sudden?' Glancing slightly at him, he continued to pretend to be listening attentively, smiling like whoever said anything said I had no idea.
And so on until the end of the meeting.
Tired, her neck lazily swayed back and forth, squeezing her small waist. Meetings torture people. Canh Yen yawned while walking, a small stream of water flowed out of the corner of his eye, he was a bit tired and wanted to sleep.
"Canh Yen."
He heard someone call him, turned around and saw him coming, he seemed to be a little happy, the corner of his lips smiled, making people want to take the shoe to their throat. Canh Yen also has no time to play the role of 'obedient employee', he disgustedly said:
"What's up?"
Dong Khanh walked in front of him, the corner of his lips turned up in a smile, yes, full of charm. He looked at the old man with innocent eyes, for some reason his heart raised a strange thought, and naturally wanted to pinch those cheeks. He tried to hold back and said, "I want to invite you to lunch."
Canh Yen: "Ah..."
Dong Khanh was a bit waiting, but who expected his face to be like that, a little disappointed, his voice low: "Are you busy?"
"It doesn't matter..." But it's because you don't like going with him. But what's with that fighting face? Misfortune what? It's like a craving for punches, right?
Canh Yen didn't meet his eyes, was about to connect him with a refusal, but he was faster, laughing until the morning: "Okay then, I ate at your house the other day, so I'll invite you to a meal today."
No need, brother, the other day, you have a thick face waiting for me to not invite you!
Angry, angry, but still annoyed with him, Dong Khanh asked him to sit in the car together, convenient to discuss the design, and he knew that it was a joke, not a design. Not willing to make him lose face in front of his group, he had to hide his head and sit in the co-drivers seat.
Wheelchair...
Canh Yen took out a box of mangoes from his backpack, sat down to eat deliciously, chewed the horns, making him sitting next to him also have to swallow. So cool? He looked at the boy's face, very satisfied when he ate that piece of mango, it looked sour, or because the mango was its color but very sweet. For the first time, he saw a young man who was so passionate about mangoes that he carried a large box with him to eat in his free time.
Maybe because he couldn't help it, he asked: "Do you eat well? Do you like mangoes?"
"Um, why do you want to eat?" He was very generous with the box of mangoes, and Dong Khanh was not polite, but took a piece and quickly put it in to bite. Oh my gosh... His teeth hurt so bad that he lost his feeling, is this a mango or a lemon that is so sour. He took a piece of mango, couldn't swallow it, wanted to chew it but it was too sour, and finally didn't know what to do.
Canh Yen didn't do it on purpose, he thought he would just give it to him if he wanted to eat. Who expected to see his expression like that, it's funny. He forgot that this mango is very sour, mainly for the girls who love sour and spicy chili salt to eat. He took a bite and ate it, making everyone think it was very sweet, not sour at all.
However, he pretended not to know his heartache and said with a smile: "It's delicious, isn't it, it's a bit sour. Chairman, eat some more." In his stomach, he secretly laughed and laughed, if he dared to eat again, he would be his son.
Indeed, Dong Khanh succumbed to this sour and numbing mango dish. He gently shook his head, the expression said 'you are welcome to ignore me', Canh Yen shrugged, continued to eat his mango. He looked over at him, his face still calms as if he didn't feel sour or toothache at all. Does he have a taste problem?
This thought kept hovering around him, Dong Khanh shook his head to dispel that thought, he looked at him sitting and drawing on the car window. Since when did Canh Yen take pictures of the big phoenix tree, and now draw and draw a few small animals swinging on the tree. Zooming in and out, he ate a mango while drawing on the car window.
Dong Khanh laughed: "Do you like to draw? I find it very cute."
Jin Yan couldn't believe his ears, he looked back at the painting naughty man smiled and replied, "Really? My father is a painter, I draw evilly, so I often go to his house to learn to draw. Now, I just swipe some pictures when I was a kid or draw her. "
Dong Khanh saw that he was able to start a conversation and then continued: "Is it Lam Bang Du's father? I have some pictures of Dalee."
Canh Yen nodded as if in agreement. He smiled and said: "At that time, when I was learning to draw, he wanted to give up, fortunately, he finally forced me to pass the subject. It's fun to remember."
"You must have known many people when you were young?"
"It's pretty good, in general, all kinds of people, good and bad, half don't know good or bad. In general, they know a lot, so they are less deceived. When I was abroad, I knew a few children deeply, but they were all junk. , just get used to having a relationship to do business."
He knew this very well, rolled his eyes, and looked at him still holding a box of delicious mangoes, but saw something strange about him. He suddenly asked: "You said that your other person is pregnant."
Canh Yen looked at him, quite panicked, but when he remembered his perfect reason, he calmed down, smiled, and replied: "Well, I'm quite waiting for the child."
He also laughed: "She gave up so easily?"
"But what? She refuses to break it, I don't have any intention of giving her anything. Having a baby gives you some money and then disappears, if you break it, you will lose your child and get no money. Those women love money. than friendship, even if you have money, even a demon will be born."
Those girls are money-hungry ghosts.
Dong Khanh found it interesting and asked: "But do your parents know?"
He heard that it was quite funny, fell back on the chair, he very comfortably replied: "Oh, what are you afraid of, it's my child anyway, they wouldn't hate it. My house is very comfortable, even if I bring it home. I don't even want to say anything about dozens of children. Rather than being single for the rest of my life, I just want to raise a child and get married, I don't want my child to have a stepmother."
I don't know what he was thinking, but it was only natural for his eyes to shine like that. Dong Khanh could only keep silent, he did not say whether that thought was right or wrong. If it was him, he would have chosen to abandon the child. Of course, because he felt bound, he had a child to turn his head to look at, which made him very tired. He is used to living freely, bouncing around at night and bringing back everyone he sees fit, regardless of male or female. If he had a child, he had to be a little taboo.
But listening to him, he found himself to be to blame. Even a teenager like him dares to take responsibility for his child, seeing him choose clothes at the shopping mall knows that he is quite expected. Looking at those eyes sparkling with joy, he realized that he was waiting for this child.
This has never happened to him. Has he ever killed his newly formed child? There were, several times, or so many times he didn't remember. There are many female partners, he still can't remember who they are, what country they are, or what characteristics they have. It was just that at that time he liked to have a relationship, but both sides agreed anyway. Some people said he was pregnant, he sent someone to take them to have an abortion, that's it.
So many times, when he found it troublesome, he went too young boys, small and soft or handsome and handsome, who remembers. A few times he got bored and kicked flying, so many times, he felt so dirty.
Dirty walking face to face with this young man.
Strangely enough, he also knew that you were no different than he was, just 5-6 years younger, with a shorter life span, but he found himself very dirty.
Whether it's dirty or not isn't your concern to him. Canh Yen tilted her head, her hand accidentally or intentionally placed on her stomach. His eyes are closed as if he is resting, he is often tired when he is pregnant, although it is a little bit, because of the habit of not doing too much, he is a bit lazy. Lying down for a while, just quietly closing his eyes, he let his soul down to the soft music.
The song was deep and low, he seemed to remember a young woman wearing a white ao dai standing in front of the stage singing this song. The students below silently listened to the girl's singing, Canh Yen was no exception, he looked at the girl passionately and deeply immersed in each song. So deep...so deep...that I don't want to get out of there.
Suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder, Canh Yen opened his eyes and squinted because of the noonday sun shining in. Dong Khanh saw that he suddenly fell asleep, the road was a bit far, who knew that he was so tired that he fell asleep. Canh Yen rubbed his eyes, he waved his hand to say it was okay, he looked at him for a while and then went down first.
Yawning, he got out of the car. The restaurant is large with architecture that blends in with nature, looking from afar it looks like a big green tree, up close, it is covered with a green layer of surrounding plants. Stepping inside, someone led the two to the special room first. Passing by the small lake in the heart of the restaurant, the clicking sound of the bamboo pipe changed its head. Canh Yen saw a few plants with light-colored flowers with a light and cool fragrance, not as bright as roses, nor as fragrant as lavender, which makes people feel very comfortable.
Sitting in the room, this room faces the small lake over there, can see the Koi fish catching the ball. Sit down well, he already ordered the stuff, and it was brought up.
Beef smell.
Canh Yen heard this smell immediately changed color, when the first dish was placed, it was indeed beef he immediately said goodbye. Covering his mouth, he threw up in confusion and tried hard to swallow the sour stuff down his neck again. This action of his made the waiter stiff, even he widened his eyes in surprise.
"Toilet..."
Before he finished speaking, a few dishes brought in the delicious smell of beef, and beefsteak directly took his life. Canh Yen can't hold it anymore, he's not exaggerating but his limbs start to wobble, and nausea rushes up again. Dong Khanh saw that he was pale, seemed very nauseous, and quickly pulled him to the bathroom. Luckily it's pretty close.
Hearing the gurgling sound in the room, he stood outside and wondered. What's wrong with him? I remember eating a whole table of beef a few days ago, now i've heard the smell and ran out like that. Looking at him pale and walking out, his face like he was about to die, he waved his hand, not wanting him to help him, so he washed his face.
The first time he knew what morning sickness was, the first time he ate his mother's fish at home, it probably wasn't enough that time so he couldn't stand it. Normally, Auntie Giao makes the food as he wants, sometimes when he craves something, she cooks it. so I haven't touched the things that don't taste good. It's good now, beef is sure to say goodbye to it from now on.
Dong Khanh, was sober, so he walked over to worry and asked: "Are you okay?"
Canh Yen waved his hand, he quickly replied: "It's okay, I've eaten too much beef these days, so I'm bored. It smells like that."
Bored that just hearing the smell makes you nauseous?
He felt strange, but couldn't think of anything else, so he asked someone to move out and move to another room. This time Canh Yen was more relaxed, he wanted to eat roast duck, so he ordered two hot roast ducks. Laughing until I forgot I just vomited and vomited living in the toilet.