“You?” He looked at me again, smiling in disbelief. “Didn't expect a lady like her to know how to cook so skillfully. Tomorrow call the people below to light a fireplace here, it's cold like this, how can you live?"
When he is happy, he appears to be a very gentle person. I thought to myself, I must be about to become a father, so the natural mood is also somewhat more relaxed.
But before his careless attention, I still feel extremely warm.
"It's very cold in this room, go home early or you will catch a cold." I lowered my head very low, mustering up the courage to mutter out the words.
“Oh, chase me away? Hate me for disturbing your enjoyment of supper?" He looked at me and raised his voice.
"No no! Absolutely not!” I frantically shook my head and waved both hands, not knowing how to explain. "Merely…"
I am a private person, do not like to show off, nor do I like to tell my story to others. Today is my birthday, not even Mai Mai knows. But, at this moment, when I was wiping my tears to congratulate myself on my birthday, someone pushed the door in, it was the person I've been waiting for day and night, is also my closest person. I suddenly wanted to tell him that secret, wanted to share his joy with him. But I am afraid that if I say I will be considered as a dead man, I am afraid that he will not be happy.
So, I tried to swallow that secret again and in my heart.
"Say, just what?" He did not mean to let go, he kept urging me to say it.
I am a person who does not know how to lie, so I lowered my head to clarify the situation “ My taste is not good, I can only eat very little for each meal every day, so I have no interest in enjoying night food. Only thing, today is my sixteenth birthday. In the past, when I was still at home, my mother used to cook for me a bowl of egg soup with her own hands..." - Speaking of this, recalling the carefree teenage days, remembering her mother's gentleness, recalling the loneliness when being married into the Ngo family, remembering the lonely winter in an empty room… tears welled up in my eyes again.
I quickly turned away, reaching up to wipe my tears.
He said nothing, the room suddenly became extremely quiet. But his breathing seemed to be heavier. I hurriedly turned my head, forced a charming smile with a little guilt, and hurriedly lowered my head again. I know, he doesn't like to see women cry.
"you go to sit here." After a long time, he pointed to the chair next to him and gave an order in his voice.
I obediently sat down. Deeply worried. I bowed my head very low, not knowing what he was trying to do.
He picked up the bowl of soup, scooped up a little egg yolk and a little broth with a spoon, brought it close to his mouth, blew it softly, and then brought it close to my mouth with his hand.
Surprised, I stared at him with wide eyes.
"Eat it." He said, his voice commanding, decisive.
But I can swear, his movements are extremely soft!
I did not dare to hesitate much, embarrassed to eat every spoonful of his fertilizer.
So sweet! Sweeter than any egg soup before!
“Tuong Cong, I…” I was so touched, I wanted to cry again.
He didn't like to see me cry, but strangely, every time I stood in front of him, I couldn't help it.
He looked at my teary eyes, his brows slightly furrowed, "Why don't you tell your mother on her birthday, so that she can prepare for her, anyways, a little congratulation."
I smiled wryly, shook my head slightly, "I know that I'm petty, birthdays are just normal things, don't dare to bother people."
He was about to say something, but seemed to be remembering something, and ended up saying no more.
Just steadily scooping each spoonful, spoon by spoon closer to my mouth, until there was no more soup left in the bowl.
His gentle, warm gestures make me feel like this is the first time I've met him, and it feels like I'm living in a dream.
I stole a glance at him, caught him looking at me too, my shyness making him laugh.
Suddenly, he grabbed my hand with two big hands. My two little hands fit in his. I was both surprised and embarrassed, fidgeting slightly trying to get out, his hand tightening even more.
His hands were big and strong, but also warm.
“It's too cold in this room without a fireplace! Her hands are freezing cold!" He frowned and said.
Only then did I remember, he was wearing thin clothes, so I quickly looked at him and said “Tuong Cong had a heart to visit me, I was very touched. A cold night, the general has a noble body, hurry back to Dinh Huong's room to rest lest he catch a cold!"
* Tuong Cong is the way a wife calls her husband in feudal times.
I spoke without thinking, just because I was afraid that the general would get cold if he stayed for a long time.
Unexpectedly, the person who heard that sentence had a different understanding.
He slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I heard Nuong Tu's meaning, why is there another meaning in her words?" He suddenly leaned close to my ear and whispered "Why can I hear you tone of voice all the bitterness”.
“Ah! No, no… that's not it…I just thought… it's not what you thinks…” I saw that he had misunderstood me so I kept stammering, my tongue was stiff, I was so worried that my face and face were flushed.
My flustered appearance made him laugh again, and he fixed his gaze on me with an air of excited smugness.
My chest pounded wildly again, lowering my head, fidgeting with the handkerchief in my hand.
Gradually, I felt his quick breath next to me, he suddenly stood up, hugged me, "I will let you be satisfied, today I will sleep here!".
"I don't think so!" I still want to explain, mumbling until I can say a sentence.
"Really?" He still hugged me, looked me straight in the eyes, seemed to have seen right through my guts. "You really don't want me to stay here?" After saying that, he deliberately pretended to let go of his hand.
“Ah…” I was startled, instinctively wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Ha ha ha! What about saying you don't think so? My little elf, look at your sad eyes again! And those hands that are hugging my neck so tightly! Ha ha, if I don't give you the satisfaction, I wonder how much you will secretly curse me in you stomach!" Saying that, he picked me up and walked towards the bed.
" I don't dare." I was both embarrassed and worried, but deep down inside I was filled with a burning desire and expectation.
"Whether she dares or not, I must have her today anyway."
His frank words made me so ashamed that my whole body was hot, I did not dare to raise my head, did not dare to look at him, but buried my face in his arms...
That night, in the cold room, we enjoyed the feeling of infinite sweetness.
It was so peaceful to sleep in his arms.
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