Chapter 2 (2)

The door opened halfway and a tall man appeared. His face was thin and pale, his eyes were as cold as ice, "Who are you two looking for?" He asked coldly, his voice sounded annoyed, his eyebrows furrowed. Hoai Nguyet's smile was frozen by the coldness emanating around him, she unconsciously looked behind him. It was dark inside, obviously with thick curtains on the windows. This man stood in a dark space, not wanting to take a step out, seemingly preparing to close the door at any moment. Hoai Nguyet is not the type of person who can quickly get close to others.

After her divorce, she became even more cowardly. Just looking at someone else's eyes was a little sharp, and she felt nervous. She once exclaimed to Dang Duyen Duyen that after getting divorced, she realized that the biggest benefit of marriage is that it gives people more strength, because no matter what, there is always a way out, which is your husband. Now there is no way back, every time we fight to the death, sometimes we are so scared that we tremble. Just like now, the man opposite her looked at her gloomily, making her just want to turn around and run away. "Hello uncle, my mother and I are your neighbors, today we came to visit you and give you a gift." Dau Dau stood outside the door, put a plastic bag filled with beans into the man's hand, then raised his head and smiled at him. "The teacher said that neighbors must unite and help each other. Uncle, can you peel the beans for me? These beans were just picked by me and my mother in the garden, they are very fresh and delicious." Little Lo Dau Dau is the teacher's favorite student in kindergarten, both obedient and beautiful. Every time there is a group photo activity, Dau Dau is always placed in the middle of the first row. Her appearance attracts other people's eyes even more than the prettiest girls in the class. A beautiful baby like a jade kept smiling at me and insisted on stuffing gifts into my hands. Co Quan Dao couldn't continue to be cold-faced anymore. He looked at the bean bag in his hand, his suspicious eyes shifting from the boy to the woman opposite. Hoai Nguyet quickly pulled her son's hand back a step, pointed to her flower garden and said: "We live right next door, because of my son's homework, we took the liberty to bother him. The kindergarten teacher asked each child to go home to visit a neighbor's house, and also to give a meaningful gift. This bean is the Dau Dau and I planted together, which is my child's heart and hope you can take it." Hoai Nguyet spoke in one breath, her face slightly red. The people in this place don't have money, they have power. To bring a small bag of beans to give a gift is probably only the mother and her child. Moreover, they kept knocking on the door to force people to open the door. Even though it was 4pm, who knew if they would be disturbed or not. In the past, when I and Lo Phong were like glue, I hated being bothered by people who didn't know what to do. This man in front of him was obviously very angry. Thuong Hoai Nguyet explained uneasily: "Children listen to their teachers the most. Since yesterday I have been determined to complete this assignment. Because the two houses next door have no one living, that's why I disturbed you. I'm very sorry." ". Co Quan Dao looked at the mother with an apologetic expression and his son with a waiting expression. He could see that the young mother was a little nervous, perhaps frightened by her attitude just now, her hand holding her son's hand was very tight. He softened his expression slightly, opened the door wider and said to the mother and son: "Please come in!" Hoai Nguyet did not expect him to suddenly change his attitude, so he felt hesitant. In fact, this man has an extremely handsome appearance, every feature of his face is very elegant, but his face is so pale that he looks like a sick person. This makes his dark eyes extremely clear, his nose very high, very straight, and his cheekbones making others feel that he is very arrogant. His eyebrows, neither sparse nor thick, were still slightly furrowed. She noticed his hand holding the doorknob, long and clean. There are very few men with such beautiful hands, but the skin color on the hands is almost transparent, the blood vessels can almost be seen clearly, it is obvious that these are hands that have not been exposed to the sun for a long time. . Hoai Nguyet has a very bad intuition. She always feels that there is something wrong with this man, there is a dangerous aura surrounding him that makes others feel uneasy. She glanced at him quickly, he was still standing in the dark, seemingly looking at her and Dau Dau but apparently he wasn't. Hoai Nguyet's heart suddenly trembled, she finally discovered what was wrong with him. Eyes, that's right, this man's eyes were extremely empty. His eye sockets are deeper than normal people, and have some characteristics of a hybrid. If you just look at it, a person with these eyes would have no problem working as an eyeglass advertising model, but their eyes are lifeless. Previously, thanks to editing an interview with a neurology expert, Thuong Hoai Nguyet had a lot of documents in this field. Even though she didn't want to take someone else's hat, this man gave her a very unusual feeling. This man is about eight feet tall, although skinny, he has a very tall frame. He has absolutely no problem dealing with a woman and a baby with a loosely tied cock. Even if her nerves were too sensitive, she wouldn't dare take such risks. She held Dau Dau's hand tightly, trying to act calmly as if she didn't say anything: "I've bothered you too much, so we won't go in." "It's okay. Little friend, come in!" Co Quan Dao turned around and went into the house, pulled out the window curtains, and the house was immediately bright. Dau Dau happily raised his head to look at his mother. Hoai Nguyet quickly bent down to hold her child, saying: "Dau Dau, he still has work to do, we have finished giving gifts, let's go home." "No, I still want him to write me a friendship card. The teacher said that whoever receives the friendship card will be given a good card." Dau Dau leaned into his mother's ear and whispered, "Mom, he doesn't seem very happy. If we peel the beans for him, he will write me a friendship card, right?" Hoai Nguyet was extremely hesitant looking at her son's face full of hope. "Uncle, where are the slippers?" Dau Dau stood outside the door and poked his head inside and asked loudly. "No need to change shoes, just go straight in." Co Quan Dao's voice was a little warmer, he liked polite people. Dau Dau tried to pull his mother's hand to go inside. Hoai Nguyet thought for a moment, the door was still half open. Although the structure of this townhouse is exactly the same as Hoai Nguyet's house, the feeling inside is completely different. The whole house is decorated in the style of a noble family, clearly more than one level higher than her house. Of course this place is a high-class subdivision, even if there is a house made of gold bars, it wouldn't surprise people. Above the sofa is a Chinese landscape painting. In this field, Hoai Nguyet is especially ignorant of apricot blossoms. Looking at the slightly yellowed color, she can only guess that it is from the Ming Qing period or maybe earlier. Right now, she wasn't in the mood to evaluate other people's home interiors. When she saw the man put the bean bag down next to the sofa and then turned around to go to the kitchen, she couldn't follow him so she pulled Dau Dau to stand in the middle of the living room, her eyes absentminded. absentmindedly looked up at the table. On the tea table there was a cup of water still full, clearly not drunk at all. Next to the glass of water were two bottles of medicine, one of which was opened and poured onto the table. White pills fell from the table to the ground, dozens of them. Maybe the owner was just about to take the medicine when she and Dau Dau interrupted him. Hoai Nguyet glanced at it and was immediately startled. Coincidentally, she also knew these two bottles of medicine, one bottle was called Bach Uu Giai, an imported medicine specializing in treating depression, that the neurologist once showed her. The bottle of medicine that spilled was the very common Thu Lac An Dinh type, packed in a bottle of 100 pills. Every time she had trouble sleeping, she often took one of these pills. Hoai Nguyet's heart was pounding uncontrollably. No wonder this person never opened the door. Before they rang the doorbell, what was this man planning to do in the room? With so many sleeping pills, is he planning to commit suicide? She remembered his empty, lifeless eyes. She couldn't help but feel stressed. It turned out to be depression. The indifference in that man's eyes made her uneasy. Living without joy and dying without fear, this is an extremely unstable state. In Hoai Nguyet's mind, the content of the previous interview quickly appeared. If you don't see the sun for a long time, your depression patient's condition will get worse, and this city has been continuously raining for more than half a month, and it has only turned cloudy in the past two days. will be more serious. When depressed patients are alone, it is even more dangerous. If someone is by their side to advise and comfort them, it will be much better. Experts have said that the best treatment for people with depression is to have family members or friends by their side to talk to them and relieve their autistic feelings. Until now, she hadn't even seen the woman driving the red racing car. She probably had to go out for work. Even though she and that woman were just acquaintances, she still had a good impression of her. She seemed to have a very open personality. Hoai Nguyet thought she should pay attention to this man for her, at least before the female owner returned, she wouldn't be able to let anything happen to him. Co Quan Dao came out of the kitchen holding two plastic baskets and saw this mother and daughter standing obediently in the middle of the living room. The boy curiously assessed the decoration in the room, his big black eyes blinked extremely cutely, while the other mother stared blankly at the bottle of medicine on the tea table. Hearing his footsteps, she raised her head in confusion. "There's no place to sit in the kitchen. It's fine to take the beans out here." Co Quan Dao put the plastic basket down next to the sofa and then turned around to get a small chair for Dau Dau. Dau Dau happily thanked him and immediately sat down without being unfamiliar. The boy said to Hoai Nguyet and Co Quan Dao: "Mom, uncle, you two should sit down too, let's peel beans together." Co Quan Dao was stunned. He just wanted to fulfill his little friend's wishes, but he didn't expect to have to work himself. Thinking about it again, the mother and daughter happily ran to give gifts and I didn't show any gratitude at all, it's really hard to accept. Even though he really didn't want to, he reluctantly sat down on the sofa. He signaled Hoai Nguyet to sit down and asked Dau Dau: "How old are you?" "4 years old". Dau Dau raised four fingers and shook them, saying: "I study in the kindergarten class at Nam Son kindergarten." "Yeah". Co Quan Dao nodded. The broad bean skin is quite thick, so he uses his thumb to squeeze it until it cracks before peeling it, which is quite difficult. Hoai Nguyet feels that the current situation is very strange. My son and I randomly barged into a stranger's house. This stranger most likely had mental problems, most likely was preparing to end his own life, and now that person was with his two mothers. Her child sat peeling beans. The water flowing from fresh fava bean pods will dye your fingers black, Hoai Nguyet thought so then sat down to model, saying: "Squeeze like that will hurt your fingertips, just twist it and the bean will shoot out on its own." outside". She was surprised to see that in such an anxious moment, she thought that letting these extremely delicate hands peel beans was unacceptable. Maybe my spirit is starting to become abnormal? Because of his good boy ticket, Dau Dau wanted to please Co Quan Dao, so the boy quickly sat close to him and said, "Look, it's easy to peel." The boy had just peeled a few fruits and his chubby fingers were already a bit black. Co Quan Dao nodded and obediently followed. My brain is definitely broken, he thought, because he was busy with work, since he moved here he had almost never stepped out of the door, but today he let a stranger into his house and even robbed him. hang out with other people too. From childhood to adulthood, he never had to peel beans. Seeing him quiet and not saying anything, Hoai Nguyet thought to herself, perhaps he is still immersed in his autistic world. She was both hoping for the woman driving the red racing car to come home a little early while also thinking about finding a topic to distract his attention. "What's your name little guy?" Co Quan Dao proactively asked. "My name is Lo Han Than, everyone calls me Dau Dau. What about you?" Dau Dau is a very approachable child, and is also very good at starting conversations. "Uncle Co", Co Quan Dao smiled and said: "Miss Lo, your son is very cute". "My last name is Thuong". Thuong Hoai Nguyet corrected herself according to habit. She is no longer Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu is now a different person. "Yeah", Co Quan Dao replied indifferently. "I just came here not long ago and don't know everyone yet." Hoai Nguyet thought to himself that with his ice-cold love, if she and her mother didn't have the courage to come to the door like that, maybe if he stayed here for ten years, he wouldn't know anyone. Just moved here? Could it be another owner? Did that race car driver sell this house to him? She just moved in not long ago, which is really a pity. Seeing that there was no one else in the house, she felt impatient. Where are his family members? She and Dau Dau can't watch over him forever. She had no choice but to continue his topic: "This place is a bit far from the inner city, so many families only come here on weekends. Actually, people here don't know each other very well." "Do you have any little friends?" Dau Dau asked. Hearing that, Hoai Nguyet was secretly happy. By the way, she could ask where his family was and when he would return. This boy was really to my liking. "No. There's only one girl in my family. She went to the pet hospital to have her dog examined. Her puppy has lost her appetite these past few days." Co Quan Dao patiently replied, this is the most beautiful baby he has ever seen, his appearance is very similar to his mother's but still does not lose the appearance of a boy. It can be seen that this boy's father is also definitely a handsome man. Going to the pet hospital probably won't take much time. Hoai Nguyet breathed a sigh of relief, then saw her son asking: "Does the puppy also have a fever? My mother said she would cook black rice tomorrow. If Dau Dau eats black rice, he won't get a fever, so maybe let the puppy eat some too." ?" Hoai Nguyet saw the man next to her looking suspicious and quickly explained: "This is a custom, if you eat a little black rice on the first day of summer, the children will not get a fever, nor will they be bitten by mosquitoes. Tomorrow is summer, the bakeries outside sell black rice cakes but unfortunately they are all sweets, Dau Dau doesn't like to eat them. I will make some salty rice for him to eat." Co Quan Dao said, "I didn't know there was such a custom. What is black rice?" "It's very black rice," Dau Dau said, "Uncle, let me tell you the story of black rice!" Before Co Quan Dao could answer, Lo Dau Dau, who really wanted to show off, stood up: "Once upon a time, there was an old woman who loved to eat grilled goose. Every time she wanted to eat goose meat, she would put red-hot iron plates on it. On the ground in a small alley, at both ends of the alley, one end placed a bowl of soy sauce, the other end placed a bowl of fragrant vinegar, then chased the goose into the alley. The poor white goose, both burned and thirsty, kept running from one end to the other, running Go to one end and drink a sip of soy sauce, run to the other end and drink a sip of fragrant vinegar, and just a moment later you will become a roasted goose. After that old woman died, the King of Hell took her to hell. Knowing that her mother was suffering In the underworld, her son, Venerable Muc Lien, often gave his mother food to eat, but every time he took it away, many little ghosts robbed it, and his mother never seemed to be able to eat again up the mountain Picked black rice leaves, pounded them to get black water, then used that water to cook rice and take it away. As soon as the little devil in the underworld saw the black rice, he thought it was bad, so he didn't dare eat it, so his mother was no longer hungry. This is the legend of black rice, so black rice is also the rice of a filial son." Hoai Nguyet had told the boy many times this story. Dau Dau had memorized it so she told it very fluently without stumbling at all. Co Quan Dao rarely interacts with children, so he was surprised to see a baby speaking so fluently. Actually, he doesn't understand the social situation. Nowadays, every child in kindergarten knows how to tell stories. Lo Dau Dau has a mother who has a master's degree in literary studies and a father who is a lawyer. His genes alone are enough to make him stand out among his friends. Dau Dau proudly looked at Co Quan Dao's appreciative eyes, waved his hand and said very elegantly: "Do you still want to hear more?" Co Quan Dao was amused by the boy's appearance and nodded. So Dau Dau told one story after another. It wasn't until the sound of a car rang out outside the door that Hoai Nguyet took Dau Dau's hand and stood up to leave. The scattered pills were picked up, and the man in front of him gradually became happier. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, for herself, for her son, and for this man.