Chapter 15

Two days before Yu Haiqiao left for his business trip, I was living my best life in high spirits. I went drinking with my group of friends everyday and cursed my own husband. I passed through each day with such joy that I hated that I couldn’t go home and ask for a divorce from my husband straight away so I could resume the happy days I spent as a single woman.

Late evening on a Friday, Yu Haiqiao gave me a call asking me what I had eaten for dinner. I told him a detailed account of how I jovially spent my night. After staying silent for a while, he then said he was eating noodles and I tutted him and said, “How pitiful…” Then, I proceeded to tell him the plans I had for tomorrow, about where I was going and who I was going to eat good food with.

After Yu Haiqiao listened to me in silence, he let out a sneer, “Have you even thought about your own weight?”

Upon hearing this, I hung up. I sent him a text on WeChat saying that I was going to watch a movie at night so if he didn’t have any important matters, not to come looking for me.

In the end, after finishing the movie at around 11pm and returning home, the b!tch himself had actually come home and was cooking something in the kitchen for himself to eat. The moment I opened the door, I was taken aback and nearly thought I was hallucinating him. When I later thought about it, even if I were to hallucinate, never would it be the figure of Yu Haiqiao. And so, to sate my curiosity, I asked, “Weren’t you on a business trip?”

I didn’t know what he was cooking but at the sound of my words, he turned to give me a look, “Isn’t it the weekend? Do I have to spend the weekend on a business trip too?”

I nodded my head at him, showing admiration for his working attitude.

This b!tch filled his tummy and laid on the sofa, asking me to squeeze a glass of juice for him. He complained about how greasy it felt having eaten outside these past few days, and wanted something light and fresh to ease his stomach.

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Now that I was recalling that time, I couldn’t help feeling embarrassed for Yu Haiqiao.

Now that he had grown into an adult, he would only force himself to pretend that he wasn’t afraid of shots but you could never get him to take his medicine. Ever since he had come of age, he took hold of his own physical health and had never since consumed drugs, even finding an excuse to say—Drugs are three parts poison.

During that time in university, before my roommates could even meet his, the air of youth was still around us. In the winter, some crazy guy brought up the idea of riding our bicycles to go and admire the famous lakes around the area, even wanting to set up a barbecue buffet by the lake.

Oh, it was also during that day of the barbecue, I was happily roasting chicken wings for everybody and some of the wings hadn’t been cooked thoroughly when Yu Haiqiao suddenly took over my main chef position. He frowned and said, “I’m going to buy you a barbecue grill for your birthday so that you can properly train your barbecuing skills. The food you roasted could really kill someone, you know?”

There were 7 of us in total from two dorms, and one sister rejected our winter lake tour and barbecue invitation as she had a date with her boyfriend. Truth proved that she was right and had too much foresight, because at that time, I was standing by the lakeside, nearly turning into an idiot from the cold.

Moreover, I deeply suspected that everybody was trying their best to maintain a small smile on their face and not because their faces had been frozen stiff from the winter wind.

In the end, a couple of people didn’t get to eat their fill and were probably half-frozen to death. On that trip, 5 out of 7 people had fallen ill and among them included Yu Haiqiao.

After being sick for a few days, I decisively headed to the school infirmary to get cold medicine and drank hot water for many days. I was able to bounce back to health after a few days and had gone out for hotpot with Yu Haiqiao the next weekend. Yu Haiqiao was wearing a cap and a mask, his eyes still red. When we met at the school’s rear gate, I was taken aback seeing his appearance, “Were you being sucked dry by a succubus these past few days?”

He weakly waved his hand, “Stop being dirty.”

“….”

When we got to the hotpot shop, he didn’t even take off his mask or cap and started coughing madly in front of me. This really affected my mood. I poured him some hot water and asked him to wait in the shop for me. I bought a few medicines from a nearby pharmacy and upon returning to the shop, I found him with his mask off. His nose was currently dripping but the moment I sat down across him, he slowly put his mask back on.

I asked him to take the medicine, he replied he wouldn’t eat.

Because this b!tch didn’t like to take his medicine since he was young, I gently explained to him, “I had taken these medicine the past few days and my cold got resolved quickly.”

He replied with a muffled voice, “Science proves that on average, a person’s cold would disappear in a week.”

“…..”

Maintaining the same science-y attitude, he then started asking me, “Do you know how long it takes for medicine to cure colds?”

I coldly responded, “A week?”

He then revealed a pair of smiling eyes and praised, “Smart girl.”

I tore the packaging of the medicine open and took a pill from within, throwing it in front of him and coldly ordering, “Quickly f*cking eat it!”

He looked at me, his eyes filled with many emotions.

Specifically including the following– surprise, doubt, resent, helplessness, annoyance, headache, grievance…

And etc.

Don’t ask why I was able to see so many emotions in a sick person’s eyes, it was because I had made up every one of those emotions from my assumptions.

Probably because I spoke very strongly, in the end, Yu Haiqiao took off his mask and ate a pill.

After that incident, I couldn’t help but think. What the heck was Yu Haiqiao thinking? A man who was 1.8 meters tall acted like that when he was sick. Moreover, the medicine was in the form of a capsule, what kind of idiot would bite the capsule and consume it like that?!

In the days that followed, I couldn’t help but suspect. Did the b!tch Yu Haiqiao have princess sickness?

During the two years of rough marriage I had with Yu Haiqiao, he had fallen sick once again. Because he didn’t want to take a shot or eat medicine, on the day he got sick, his head spun and he couldn’t get out of bed, I asked his and my company for a leave and prepared to take him to the hospital to see a doctor.

He laid on the bed and grumbled, “I’m not going to the hospital.”

I thought that sick people were a bit more sensitive and weak, so I gently comforted him, saying, “Look how miserable you are, you can’t not go to the hospital. Ah, and you’re even running a fever, what would I do if you turn into an idiot?”

Yu Haiqiao grumbled, “If I turn into an idiot, you can marry into another family.”

“…” Even though Yu Haiqiao was normally an irrationally troublesome guy, I didn’t think he could be even more irrationally troublesome when he was running a fever. I continued to comfort him, “Okokok, when you turn into an idiot, I’ll marry into another family.”

Yu Haiqiao’s originally half-closed eyes suddenly glared at me upon hearing this.

At that time, I was worried that Yu Haiqiao would turn into an idiot from the fever and didn’t mind that he was glaring at me. Seeing that the sick patient refused to go to the hospital no matter how much I tried to convince him, I turned around, preparing to look for the first-aid box in the living room to see whether there were any fever-reducing patches. I had just walked past his bed when he suddenly uttered, “Shi Ran.”

That scared me. I turned to look at him, “What?!”

He touched his head and said extremely aggrievedly, “I have a fever.”

“….” I replied, “I know.”

“I want to eat egg drop soup,” he said.

“?” What kind of sick person would have an appetite while they’re running a fever? Yu Haiqiao’s thought process made me a little confused, but I certainly wouldn’t argue with a person who wasn’t in the right state of mind so I told him in appeasement, “Alright. I’ll go and boil egg drop soup.”

“….” Yu Haiqiao stayed silent for a while and said, “But the food you cook is disgusting.”

“….” I spent an entire minute trying to calm myself then said, “Then don’t eat it.”

Him: “I want to eat fried chicken.”

“…..”

“I also want to eat Lee Kee’s fried chestnuts.”

“…..”

“I wanna eat pudding.”

“…..”

“I also wanna eat…”

I smiled and asked him, “Do you want to eat shit?”

I knew I shouldn’t talk like this to a person who wasn’t right in the head, but that premise was based on the sick person knowing he was sick.

Yu Haiqiao laid on his side, his face burning red. He looked at me, slowly blinked his eyes and actually started chuckling. Due to his sickness, his voice sounded a bit hoarse so his chuckle also sounded low. He replied earnestly, “No.”

After a while, he continued, “I wanna eat ice cream.”

“Eat shit.” I said, having lost my temper.

He blinked in amusement. After a while, I was about to head out to find a fever-reducing patch for him to stick on in case he really turned into a true idiot. I could also cook him egg drop soup in passing.

Before I could even leave the room, Yu Haiqiao coughed on the bed and called on me, “Shi Ran, where are you going?”

I turned to look at him, “I’m going to look for medicine for you to eat.”

“I’m not eating it.” He said

“….” At that moment, I finally recalled why I didn’t want to have a child. If everyone talked the way Yu Haiqiao did, I would’ve lost my temper and kicked him off the bed. Then, I would’ve pried his mouth open and stuffed the cold medicine into his mouth.

Yu Haiqiao called out to me again, “Shi Ran.”

Me: “When a person catches a fever, would it burn away their IQ and age?”

He narrowed his eyes and smiled with his eyes, “Come here.”

“I’m only going over because you’re sick.” I walked to the bedside while defending my dignity.

Yu Haiqiao held my hand from the bedside and closed his eyes. His cheeks were still burning red and he grumbled softly, “Don’t go.”

“Stay with me here for a while. Don’t leave.”

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Of course, if I had stuck the fever-reducing patch on him, and didn’t look like I was giving poison to him when I gave him the medicine, then my words would’ve sounded quite touching.

Oh, moreover, if he didn’t buy fried chicken, fried chestnut and pudding after his fever had receded, telling me while eating, “Shi Ran, your egg drop soup tastes too weird. Even a kid who has just learnt how to speak, can make this simple dish much better than you. Tsk tsk tsk.”

He even added three evidently mocking tsks at the end of his words.

If he hadn’t said those words so smugly, I wouldn’t have forcibly made him eat the “weird’ egg drop soup I made for a whole month.

Oh. That’s right. Yu Haiqiao now doesn’t eat egg soup. He doesn’t even like to eat eggs that much now.

His picky nature really made me worried. Sigh.

KMH – TOC for advanced chapters [Complete]