The Contract Marriage (COMPLETED)

Chapter 18

Because of his exposure to the freezing cold during his childhood, his stomach suffered from Hanqi (chills) . Furthermore, due to it being an old untreated ailment, taking care of it was not easy. He had also been quite busy with attending his classes as well as a simultaneous jobs to make money, that he simply did not have enough will inclination to take care of it himself. Therefore, very often, at those times when he experienced pain, he would just take some pills and endure it until it had passed.

This problem if his was not all that serious, but he had never thought that anyone would do something to such an extent just for him.

Mew being the kind of man, to all of a sudden wash his hands and make soup, was something that if you said it out loud, there would be no one who would regard it as truth. From their time together, Gulf had come to the understanding Mew, without a doubt, before meeting him, had never once washed his in chopsticks, let alone, prepared a soup.

Yet he, of all people, still did so. He even went as far as to fill several pages with notes recording all his own preferences, one after another.

In that instant, Gulf's heart swelled with pain, he even felt his eyes becoming unable to contain the wretched sensation which arose. He blinked his eyes in an effort to dispel the mist, but it was useless. All he could do was to use book within his hands to shield his face. That movement of his hands resulting in a piece of paper residing within the journal to fall out.

Gulf picked up the item and had a look, it was a business card.

——Joe, Occupation: Doctor of Traditional Medicine

Gulf simply reinserted it into the book, which just so happened to turn to a page in the middle, where he found the following things written at the top.

December 18th, 20xx – Morning

Mawin, Occupation: Doctor of TCM – Acupuncture & Moxibustion

December 19th, 20xx – Morning

Tong, Occupation: Doctor of TCM – Acupuncture & Moxibustion

They were both dates for the upcoming weekend.

Gulf suddenly recalled that a few days ago, Mew said he would be taking him out for something that coming weekend. When he asked where there were going, Mew did not say, and now that he saw those notes, Gulf immediately understood.

That this course of acupuncture treatment, was actually arranged for him.

That year his parents abandoned him, it had happened to be freezing cold day during the twelfth lunar month. He was left with the aftereffects of the frostbite he got back then, so now, every year during the coldest parts of winter, he was practically always in pain. Back then, his family's economic situation was not that great, not to mention, it had not been easy for his grandfather to afford sending him to school. With that, and out of fear of worrying his Grandpa, he dared not mention it. Afterwards, as he grew older, he slowly got accustomed to the pain, just as he did with his Stomach Cold, becoming indifferent to both.

But now, there was someone who got in contact with a doctor for his legs, and they even arranged for acupuncture treatments.

That made Gulf shocked, and even more so at a complete and utter loss at what he should do.

Apart from his Grandpa, there was no one else who cared for him. He had never expected there was someone hidden from him who would hold him dearly at the pinnacle of their heart.

Stretching his hand to rub his knee, Gulf took a deep breath, then slowly sat himself on a nearby chair, remaining still, as he stared at the words in Mew's notebook for a very long time.