KOREAN LOVERS. STORY FIRST.
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Situations are just coincidences!
The main character of my story is an actor, he is already over forty years old, he descends from the famous philosopher Kohgzi, the South Korean actor, but descends from the Chinese philosopher Kohgzi-Confucius. The actor is a well-known person in Korea, so I give him the pseudonym Kunqu.
PROLOGUE
“Unfortunately, I am not yet married and have no children, but this does not prevent me from playing suitable roles.”
From the author's interview with the actor
REFRIGERATOR EMPTY.POTS ARE COLD.TIME TO LOOK FOR A HOUSEWOMAN
This morning, Kunqiu again thought that he had run out of milk in the refrigerator, and he had not eaten the homemade food prepared by his beloved housekeeper aunt, Ms. O, for a long time.
The housekeeper who took care of him for ten years left him a month and a half ago.
No, nothing terrible happened, just time, which spares no one, got to Aunt O. For more than ten years, an elderly woman and a famous actor lived in perfect harmony. Very often, the aunt even stayed overnight at the actor's house when her back hurt, and it was hard for her to get home. She had her own room on the first floor. Auntie held on as long as she could, but time, as I said, takes its toll. A month and a half ago, my daughter took Auntie Oh to Busan. The actor gave his aunt a generous gift as parting. He was in no hurry to look for a new housekeeper, because he had a big tour in Japan, but because of the coronavirus, everything went topsy-turvy and the tour was canceled. And now it's time to think about who will help him run the household in the future. The most ideal would be if he could get married, and his wife would take care of all issues related to everyday life, but the issue of marriage was a painful issue.
Kunqiu stopped the treadmill, lay down on the floor and thought, he knew that finding the right woman to do the housework was hard enough. Laws, rules, barriers, other people's views, closed doors, classified information, journalists who always stick their nose into his affairs - all this required him to be very careful. Even if he were an ordinary person and not an actor, even then he would be afraid to bring an outsider, unknown woman into his house, well, in this situation, he had to be very careful. Kunqu understood that he could not make such an important decision himself, but would it be possible to dream?
A few hours later, his manager was notified that it was time to start looking for a new housekeeper. Age in this choice did not matter much, but the actor did not like to part with those he was used to and therefore asked to find a woman of 30-45 years old, who would still be far from decrepitude and retirement. There was one more thing, one more requirement, the housekeeper candidate must not be a fan of Kunqiu. Kunqiu genuinely loved his fans, but preferred to love them from a distance. Not that he had anything to hide, but the thought that a woman would appear in the house who would peep and eavesdrop, climb where she shouldn’t, horrified him. I think you now understand why the actor drove away the thought of a new housekeeper for a month and a half.
Kunqiu loved his home, but he had little time to seriously deal with everyday life, work took all the time, sometimes, when the filming schedule was especially busy, he stayed overnight at the studio or at the hotel, there was simply no strength to go home.
In the end, three candidates remained in the selection process. All three women had a solid track record, all three were over forty years old, all three denied being Kunqu fans, and also…
Kunqu flipped through all three resumes and found another under the pile. It turns out that there was also a fourth candidate, her resume was quite short, it did not take up even a page, but something probably interested his manager in this candidate, otherwise Kunqiu would not be reading her resume right now. The actor also tried to delve into what was written, but the lines blurred before his eyes. Still, because the actor has not slept for three nights. It was that time of the month when he couldn't sleep. Or rather, he slept, but his sleep was not deep, he woke up endlessly, usually by three in the morning he stopped fighting and went to drink coffee. It would be possible to leave the care of choosing a housekeeper to the manager, but the woman who remains in the selection process will have to work in Kunqu's kitchen, clean his bedroom, wash and iron his linen. That is why Kunqu understood that it was he who had to make the choice. He was sorry that with the departure of Aunt O, his housekeeper, the quiet times were over.
The fourth candidate who wanted to be his housekeeper was indeed unusual. She was Korean but had lived in Hong Kong and Tokyo for twenty years and only recently returned to Korea. According to her resume, Ms. Li followed her stepfather, who was a famous pianist, with her mother. Ms. Li lost her father at the age of seven. The woman even received an excellent education at one of the universities in America. It was not clear why having ol outstanding data, she decided to go to work as a housekeeper. This was not mentioned in the resume. Ms. Li said she would tell the employer everything if she was hired. After returning from Hong Kong, the woman lived with her maternal grandparents. Looking at the photo that was taped to the resume, Kunqiu thought that the face in the photo was so young that he just couldn't bring himself to call Ms. Li a grown woman. The manager attached a note to the resume. After reading it, Kunqiu understood why the manager was interested in this girl. According to what the girl said, she had never seen a single film with Kunqiu, and had not heard his songs, because she had lived a lot of time abroad. The girl had little experience as a housekeeper, she had only worked for two families, but if Kunqiu wanted to hire her, she could be put on probation. Kunqiu hesitated, the main goal of a housekeeper is order and comfort in the house, will Ms. Li be able to fulfill this? Thoughts were confused and Kunqu decided to leave the resume on the table for now, he wanted to make the final decision in the morning, but the dream left him after three in the morning, and he trudged to the kitchen. Resumes lay on the kitchen table. The top resume in the stack was Ms. Li's.
Looking at the photo, Kunqiu thought that his curiosity was a little piqued, he wanted to know something about the girl, in addition to what she wrote. A week passed and finally, the manager brought the girl.
Kunqiu did not like awkward situations, and therefore, during the conversation, he only smiled encouragingly and inserted short remarks into the manager's explanations. The girl clearly and boldly looked into the eyes of Kunqu, in these eyes there was no servility and delight in honoring the idol. Kunqiu truly believed that Ms. Li had never seen any of his roles in films. The girl asked intelligent questions, laughed in the right places, directly answered the questions posed, that is, she made a good impression.
Something confused Kunqiu, but he decided that this was due to the fact that the girl was young and cute. But when the meeting ended, Kunqu remembered the hairpin he had seen in the girl’s beautiful hair, and it seemed to him that he had once seen a similar hairpin in the girl’s hair, the memories of which were unpleasant and embarrassing to him.
However, upon reflection, Kunqu decided that this was just a coincidence. Once upon a time, Kunqiu was passionately in love with that girl, and the hair clip in the strange girl's hair stirred up memories. There was no filming today, it was that rare day when you didn’t have to go anywhere, you could just stare thoughtlessly into the flames of the fireplace, or even pour a quarter glass of expensive wine and inhale its thick aroma, reminiscent of love and summer. However, after drinking the wine, Kunqu grimaced, it seemed bitter to him, it was all the fault of the memories. Remembering the girl who remained in the past, Kunqu got excited. Taking out an album with old photos, he tried to find their common photos, but everywhere was only him. Many years ago, when this unpleasant story happened, one of his close friends, who was very worried then, decided that the girl was not worthy to be in the photo next to Kunqiu, and cut her off in all group photos. Therefore, now Kunqiu could only vaguely remember some details of the girl's face.
To be honest, the new housekeeper was completely not to his taste. She was too, how should I say, feminine, or something. Kuntsyu liked girls who did not look like non-representatives of their sex. He did not like noisy fools and crybabies, as he was afraid of tantrums and showdowns in raised tones. He liked strong and sharp women, independent women who knew how to set goals and achieve their goal at any cost.
Yes, the girl was beautiful, but she was too, how to say it, ordinary, traditional, or something. Knowing the biography of the girl, Kunqu expected something unusual, because the girl studied in America, spoke four languages, including Korean, saw and knew a lot. However, at the meeting, an ordinary girl stood in front of him. A girl you won't even notice if she's in a crowd of fans.
No, he didn’t want, of course, the girl to have a tattoo or a nose ring, God forbid, he only hoped that at least in the girl’s clothes there would be at least some hint of her life outside of Korea, but his desires did not come true. Again, in front of him was an ordinary girl, dressed in the same way as all modern girls in South Korea dress.
Three days later, the girl went to work. Before this happened, the manager checked whether the girl's resume was true. Everything has been confirmed. The manager, Mr. Kim, even met the girl's grandparents. The old people turned out to be very hospitable and treated Mr. Kim to dinner.
Everything that the girl wrote was true, and the moment came when she came. Having met the girl, Kunqu did everything so that she would not worry, but the girl was calm. This startled Kunqiu.
The girl immediately took up the business that had to be done in a house that had hardly been cleaned lately. A month later, Kunqiu got used to the girl and treated her like an object. furniture, furniture that moves. He was quite happy with this situation, it was convenient. Whether this situation suited Ms. Li, he did not know. Kunqu rarely spoke to the girl. It seemed to him that due to the fact that the girl turned out to be so insignificant and ordinary, his interest in her passed, he did not even ask the girl those questions that he could not find answers to in the resume.
Usually, by the time Kunqu returned home, the girl had left. They only met on weekends, when the girl worked until lunch.
Shooting ended early that day. Kunqiu had a headache, it was again that time of the month when he didn't sleep, so he refused to go along with the other cast and crew to the restaurant. Returning home, he saw that the girl was still in the house, her shoes were standing at the threshold. When the sound of the vacuum cleaner stopped, the actor could not believe his ears, the girl sang, and she sang the song that he recently learned and sang at the fan meeting.
Blood rushed to the cheeks of the actor, he decided that the girl had lied, she was a fan of Kunqu and deceived him. The girl's voice was not set, but rather pleasant, she even sang a few notes not very accurately in pitch, but she immediately laughed and corrected herself.
Kunqu was a kind person, but he did not tolerate lies. He pretended not to notice the girl and went up to the second floor. Closing himself in the bedroom, he did not know what to do. The girl was conflict-free, and Kunqu would not mind if she worked for him further, but the fact that she deceived him ...
He wanted to call the manager to deal with the girl, but then he changed his mind, it would not be manly. Reassured, he went downstairs to clear things up, but the girl had already left. On Sunday, when the girl changed her clothes to go home, Kunqiu asked her to stay a little longer. The girl smiled and replied that she urgently needs to leave now, but if there are any questions for her, she will answer them to Mr. Actor tomorrow, if he does not mind.
The girl left, and Kunqiu remained with his mouth open. Now he understood how this girl differed from the rest, she was independent. He admitted that, most likely, other Korean girls would behave the same way in this situation, but there would be only a few of them.
The patriarchal upbringing in South Korea instilled in boys and girls a certain pattern by which they lived. At home, obey your elders, at work, obey your elders, at university, at school, obey. Kunqu was also an ordinary schoolboy, and then a student and went through all the stages of honoring the elders. Fortunately, there were no people on his life path who humiliated or offended him, being older, but he saw such situations and was very worried about his friends when they got into such situations.
Now Kunqu was angry, then he wanted to immediately fire the girl without explanation, then after a minute he calmed down and persuaded himself that he had to wait, and the girl would explain everything.
And she really explained. It turns out that Ms. Li was quite good at playing the piano, she was an art student in the United States, and when she heard Kunqiu rehearsing at home in the music room and preparing for the upcoming fan meeting, she was curious if she could pick up an accompaniment for that the song the artist sang. The student days were long gone, and the girl's fingers had not touched the piano keys for five years, so she had some doubts about her abilities, and when she picked up the accompaniment, the song was so deep in her voice that she sang it even while cleaning.
That's all. When Kunqu confirmed that he was satisfied with the girl's answer, she smiled sweetly and, without expressing a single gram of resentment from the fact that she had to make excuses, packed up and left.
To be honest, Kunqu did not fully believe the girl, her answer was too fantastic. His first impulse was to turn to the manager again to check if the girl was lying about the fact that she studied at the Faculty of Arts, but immediately dismissed this impulse.
DIRECT SPEECH OF THE ACTOR
"If I like a girl, I won't act right away, and of course I won't confess my feelings right away."
From the author's interview with the actor.
Greetings!
I, Kunqu, together with the author of the book, we agreed that I would appear on the pages of this book only occasionally, that is, I would speak in the first person. Everything else will tell the author. This format of the book was not chosen by chance, when I act in films and dramas, I live the life of my characters, I feel comfortable working in this format, of course, when I play a role, I bring a little of myself into it, without this the image would not have turned out to be capacious and recognizable, but still seventy percent of the role is fiction, it's a figment of the screenwriter's imagination. Exactly the same ratio will be in this book, thirty percent is my direct speech, seventy percent is the story of the author. You must understand that there is me, but there are myths and fantasies about me! When I appear on the pages of the book, it will be true; when the author appears, it will also be true, but the truth that the author sees.
So, come with us and let this path be easy and interesting. !
Yes, wait! One more thing, for especially incredulous and picky readers, we decided to add a slogan that, all matches with real characters and places are just coincidences! Of course, you and I know that everything written in this book is true, but there are such readers ... In short, start reading, and as you read, everything will become clear to you.
Ms. Lee
The penultimate chapter ended with the actor questioning the identity of the new housekeeper. Reassured, Kunqiu asked Mr. Kim to send him copies of the documents that were kept in the agency's office - these were Ms. Li's documents. Until now, he had only seen Ms. Li's ID card, and education documents, insurance certificates, and other documents were stored in the agency's office. The manager was surprised, but did what the artist asked. And again, Kunqu made sure that the girl did not lie to him, she really studied at the Faculty of Arts. After that, he breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he did not want to change the housekeeper at all. And time flew forward again. So six months passed.
The event I want to talk about happened on the 6th of January, on that day there was so much snow that all the traffic stopped, and this is not at all surprising, because usually the streets of the capital of South Korea are dry. The last abnormal snowfall was six years ago, and now there was so much snow in such a short time that the city admitted defeat. All vehicles stopped, and the children went to play snowballs and make a snowman. Ms. Li was so engrossed in her work that day that she missed the moment when she could safely get home. She didn't even look out the window and didn't see that it was snowing.
The artist told her about the snowy Armageddon when he returned home. Realizing that the girl would hardly be able to get home quickly, Kunqu offered the girl to spend the night in the room where Ms. O stayed at such moments. The girl was surprised, then laughed, and then categorically refused. However, her categoricalness came to naught, as soon as she opened the door and went beyond the threshold of the house. A snowstorm began, it closed the view to all those who were unlucky that day and who were forced to get home on foot, not to mention the hostages who were forced to sit hour after hour in car interiors. Kunqu once again offered the girls not to take risks and spend the night in a room on the first floor. And here, for the first time, he saw the bewilderment and embarrassment on Ms. Li's face. The girl barely audibly whispered that grandparents would be worried.
However, this problem was quickly resolved, the artist called the manager Kim, and the manager called his grandfather back. When this question was settled, Kunqu, in order not to embarrass the girl, told her that he was going up to the second floor and would not come down until the next morning. The girl, who cheered up after the manager settled with her grandfather, told Kunqiu that she didn't need such drastic measures. If suddenly the artist needs to use the kitchen, let her do it without hesitation, usually at night she does not have a desire to shy away from the house and use the kitchen. Kunqu was again very surprised, he waited for any reaction from the girl, but not such words. It seemed to him that the girl was burning with embarrassment, and, having entered her room, she would move the furniture to the door so that the uninvited guest would not appear to her at night. The girl was not going to do any of this, she just smiled and wished the owner good night.
BEAUTY FATE
Hello my dears! I am the author of this book, or rather, I am the beauty of fate, which disguises itself as the author. You have already met the hero, now it is my turn to speak. However, I will be brief for now. My speech is my book, which you are about to read. The only thing I want to add is that I do not like to borrow other people's texts, and therefore everything that I did not come up with, but use in this book, will be in quotation marks. So, I summarize the first chapters.
The actor is single, but many circumstances prevent him from starting a search for the one he loves. Meanwhile, his housekeeper, Ms. O, quits. We need to find another housekeeper. Manager Kim offers the actor a choice of several candidates, including the young and beautiful Ms. Li Mei. Actor Kunqiu chooses her. Well, what do you think happened next?
CHEEK IS STUFFED
This story happened when our heroine worked for only seven months in the artist's house. Even then, she began to realize how much she likes her master. Each time she entered this house with bated breath, because she was attracted to this person. However, some circumstances prevented her from showing her sympathy for Kunqu. Yes, and to be honest, she just didn't know how to do it. She had almost no love experience. Moreover, from the attitude of the artist to his housekeeper, it was absolutely not clear that he somehow distinguishes her from other women. That evening, our heroine came to work at the artist's house in a bad mood. She had a bruise all over her cheek. She threw a book crazy mother, and the book hit the girl in the face. The fact is that she worked as a tutor, and helped to teach English to those schoolchildren who were not given this subject. Twice a week she visited a boy who was in high school. The boy was diligent, but English was not given to him. Ms. Li used different methods to memorize the words, but English was still difficult for the boy. Maybe it was the high bar that his mother set for the schoolboy. The mother demanded that the boy had only excellent marks in all subjects at school. The boy tried his best, but the English language was a stumbling block for him. On that day, nothing foreshadowed trouble, but when the lesson was already coming to an end, the boy's mother burst into the study room, she was holding some piece of paper in her hands. The woman, wildly rolling her eyes, suddenly ran up to the boy and began to poke this piece of paper into his face, and then clutched at his hair. The girl tried to protect the boy, but she also flew. The crazy mommy grabbed the first textbook she came across and threw the textbook in the girl's face. As Ms. Li later realized, Mom was holding a printout of the student's half-year grades. In English, the boy had a modest three. This pissed off the mother. Got both the student and his teacher. The girl's right cheek was swollen from the blow. Having collected the textbooks, the girl left the house without saying a word. Looking ahead, I’ll say that a crazy mother dashed off an angry letter to an English teacher. She threatened Ms. Li with all sorts of punishments, and promised that this teacher would not get a job anywhere else. However, the employees of the agency were also not born out of the blue. The girl was crippled and could sue the agency that was her customer. Of course, Ms. Li would not do this, but the director of the agency was shocked. Upon learning that the mother of the schoolboy had hit the teacher, the agency employees sent the data of this family to all agencies, and the boy, along with his mother, was added to the black list. After that, the woman tried for some time to find an English tutor, but she did not succeed, then she literally crawled into the agency and bowed to the ground. She asked to return the English teacher, but of course the girl did not agree to this anymore.
But that was later, now the girl was trying to find at least a piece of ice in the refrigerator to apply to her swollen cheek.
But he didn't show up. The mood deteriorated even more. After all, quite recently the girl checked, the ice was in the refrigerator, but today it was not there. It is good that Ms. Li discovered this in time, otherwise Kunqiu would have been dissatisfied, the artist asked the girl to make sure that there was always ice in the refrigerator. The door knocked, it was the owner. The girl turned away from him, her mood became even worse. She hoped that the shooting would last longer and she would leave before he returned. Well, since the owner of the house, she needs to become as inconspicuous as possible. Unfortunately, today she had to return home to her grandparents. This means that she will have to take the bus with such a face, and then the subway. It was not so bad, the disaster struck when the owner saw her swollen cheek. The girl was extremely embarrassed. While serving food on the table, she tried her best to turn her healthy cheek to the owner, but nothing came of it. The girl expected anything, but not such a reaction. Seeing Ms. Li's face, the man stopped eating and then ended his dinner altogether. The girl went to wash the dishes, and then she saw that the owner was standing in front of her in outerwear. So, Kunqiu immediately put on his coat and handed the jacket to Ms. Li.
- Are we going somewhere? - asked the girl
- Yes.
- And where to?
- In hospital.
- Not. No need. Nothing terrible happened.
- It's not even discussed. Have you seen your face in the mirror?
- Yes, but if I put ointment on my cheek in the evening, then by morning everything will be all right.
- And if you have damaged bones of the face?
By the way, how did this happen?
The girl briefly described the situation.
- Maybe you want us to apply to a law firm?
- No, I don't want to make a fuss. The owner of the agency said that he would punish the quarrelsome woman in his own way.
- Well, it's as you wish, but I have to take you to the doctor.
Fortunately, everything turned out not so bad, the doctor said that the facial bones were not damaged, only soft tissues were affected, he wrote out a prescription for the necessary ointments, and soon the girl was already sitting in the car.
When the house was not so far away, the car went flat tire. The actor parked the car at the curb and called the manager Kim. While the manager was driving, the actor suggested that Ms. Li get out of the car and take a walk in a park near the Han River. The girl agreed, but asked.
- Aren't you afraid that someone will recognize you?
- No, - handing the girl an umbrella, the artist said, - it's evening, and besides, it's raining. I don't think there are many people in the park now.
As it turned out, the park was empty. During the walk, the girl several times caught herself wanting to take the artist under the arm, and it even seemed to her that the artist had the same desire. She suddenly saw a swing and looked inquiringly at Kunqiu, who smiled and nodded his head. While the girl was swinging, Kunqiu stood aside under an umbrella and waited patiently. Lanterns were lit, Ms. Li went to the river parapet, and, leaning on it, leaned over the water. The lights of the city were reflected in the water, the water carried its waters, not thinking about those people who are now looking at it. The girl leaned too low and almost fell into the water, or rather, the artist thought that this almost happened. He took her by the hand and gently pulled her along.
- Yes? - looking at the hand that lay on her hand, she looked inquiringly at the artist - what?
- Let's go to the car, probably the manager Kim has already arrived.
The girl sighed, she did not want to leave here so quickly. As she looked at the water of the river, it seemed to her that this was not just a forced walk through a rainy park, but a walk through the park with a loved one.
The artist also reluctantly removed his hand.
KUNQU
The author asked: “Would it be interesting to know what kind of fish you would like to hook in the ocean of life? Because all of Korea knows how much you love to fish.”
Kunqiu replied, “I understand the double bottom of your question and the answer is, I want to catch a fish that I have never caught before.”
From the author's interview with the actor
I think it's time to finally get to know the artist better. Like his great ancestor, Confucius, the Kunqu artist adhered to the principles of goodness and justice. The artist was a kind and fair person. Over time, the more he grew up, the more he thought about the roles that he played and will play again. He lived on earth for a little more time, but the further, the more he thought about why he came here to this earth, and what mission he had. He used to take criticism quite painfully, but now he didn't care.
"When I think about the films I have played, it seems to me that every time I choose a script, my starting point is compassion for people. This has always been about myself. When I was filming Demon, I often used the words vulnerable, because I think that people, all people on Earth, are infinitely vulnerable. It is a pity that when we listen to each other, we basically just don’t hear, don’t listen to the end, interrupt. If only we could listen to ourselves, to others and to the world, the world would be more beautiful. Life would be even more beautiful if we became more compassionate to each other. Isn't it?"
From the author's interview with the actor
In each of his films, whatever his role, he spoke about compassion, about compassion for children, women, nature, the earth. These are, of course, general phrases, but this is exactly what Kunqu was. Every film he started was a separate planet. Each of his roles began with the fact that he asked himself if he believed in the proposed circumstances, was he ready to put a piece of himself into the image?
“Many years have passed since I started acting in films, over the years I have certainly changed. Has my attitude to the world, to the people around me, to what happens during the filming process? Yes, of course! I didn’t care about being criticized, now I don’t care.Now I think with horror that I missed so many situations, missed so many sensations, pleasant things, just because I was constantly thinking about what others think of me. Only now I understand that only after being freed from this everyday, every minute self-control, you can feel lighter.I want to talk about the greed for life.In youth, you want to see, hear, feel everything. greed problem has changed. I don't want to rush, sometimes things that I want to do right now, I forbid myself and try to prolong the pleasure. I tell myself: "Wait, there is no need to rush. It's okay if you don't sew it right now, this minute, no need to rush!”
Now I'm trying to be more relaxed and bold, because it's time to really do what I want, without caring what others think. I have achieved a lot in my life, but I still have a lot to achieve. At that moment, when there is emptiness around me and when there are too many people around me, I try to find a starting point, a fulcrum, so that, as the great scientists used to say, turn this world upside down."
From the author's interview with the actor
Ms. LI MEI
I already gave you Ms. Li's last name, and now I'll tell you the name, her name was Mei.
After that snowy night when the girl stayed overnight at her employer's house, she now often stayed overnight if she did not want to get home across Seoul, to the house where her grandparents lived. Kunqiu was responsible for the girl in front of her family, and was very worried when Mei finished work late and got home for a long time at dusk. Mei tried not to abuse the host's hospitality, but it so happened that three times a week she still stayed overnight in the mistress's room. A. In general, a good relationship was established between the housekeeper and the owner.
Meanwhile, the artist's illness worsened more and more. When the full moon rose in the sky, the hope for a sound sleep evaporated. The artist tried to go to bed early in order to get some sleep, but the clock was striking midnight, and the dream was leaving. It seemed that someone malicious was taking hour after hour out of Kunqu's life. He used to wake up at 3:00 in the morning, but now the sleep time has decreased, and he began to wake up at midnight.
GREAT PHILOSOPHER
Nighttime sleep deprivation has become a problem. Kuntsyu began to look bad in the morning. He fearfully waited for the approach of the full moon this month. For the role in the new film, the artist lost a little weight. In the new film, he played a not very healthy person, and his chronic lack of sleep played into his hands so far. In any case, no one has yet noticed how poorly he orients himself in space in the morning. In addition to the fact that he did not sleep well, his dreams, his short dreams, began to influence reality.
Lately, he's been dreaming about the same thing. He saw an ancient Chinese city in front of him, felt annoyance mixed with pity, and tried to help the inhabitants of the city, whom he saw in front of him.
The frames of the dream have changed. He heard the cries of a woman, the woman screamed in pain, but no one was in a hurry to run to help, he saw jets of water, saw a source that suddenly began to beat from under the ground, his dream ended with the cry of a baby. He saw women's hands lowering a baby into the waters of a spring to wash. After that, the source ceased to exist, and the water went underground.
In the morning, after drinking coffee, he thought about sleep for a long time. The clouded mind did not want to delve into anything, but the artist nevertheless came to the conclusion that strange dreams tormented him, because he still had not fulfilled his main purpose in life. Kunqu was already 41 years old, but he still had not been married. Perhaps the thought of the son he would one day give rise to his strange dreams. There was nothing terrible in these dreams, there was no hint of any horrors or anything malicious, just the dreams were chaotic and at the same time very clear. Kunqiu still saw the branches of the mulberry tree in front of him, under which the baby from the dream was born. In fact, he saw only the source, only the mulberry tree, he did not see the woman who came there to give birth to a baby. He saw only the hands of a woman who held a newborn boy, heard the cry of a child, and heard the voice of a mother who was saying something soothing.
I will not intrigue the reader, those dreams that the artist saw were dreams about the moment of the birth of the great philosopher Confucius. The artist did not immediately realize this, but comparing different moments from his dreams and the facts of family chronicles, he came to the conclusion that he saw exactly the moment of the birth of his great progenitor.
So, there are two interpretations of strange dreams, strange painful and chaotic dreams of an artist. The first interpretation, since Kunqu was still unmarried, he thought that dreams were a hint that he would soon meet a woman who would become his wife and give birth to his son. The second interpretation is pictures from the past of the great philosopher and thinker Confucius.
There is such a version that the events of the life of the progenitor are recorded in the genes of all his descendants, when these events pop up in the memory or in the dreams of modern people, this means that for some reason the family memory came to life in a person. Like it or not, the artist did not know, and would rather not know in the future, all he wanted now was sleep.
WHY IN SOUTH KOREA ARE MARRIED SO LATE
South Korea is an unusual country, to begin with, in this country, however, as in all Asian countries, there is a very tough selection, a very fierce struggle for a place in the sun. If young people in Russia can freely get married when they come of age, that is, at the age of 18, then in South Korea, girls and boys at this moment only awkwardly begin to glance at the representatives of the opposite sex.
Begins studies at colleges and universities. The process of study is so difficult and cruel that it leaves no time, or almost no time, for personal life. In some universities, it is directly stated in the charter that students of this university do not have the right to some personal preferences, that is, to put it simply, young people do not have the right to privacy, not to mention sexual contacts.
This is in Russia, it is quite in the order of things if a girl and a guy live together before marriage in order to get to know each other better, and marry only when they find out that they will soon become parents. This trend is not only in Russia, but also in other Western countries.
In South Korea, if young people suddenly declare that they have decided to live together before marriage, they will be looked askance not only by older family members, but also by their peers. Boys and girls in South Korea begin to think about family, marriage only at the age of 35-38, that is, at the moment when the studies are over and there is work, there is a good salary to support the family.
I do not give my assessments and do not say this is good or bad, I'm just pointing out the fact.
Of course, in South Korea, as well as in other countries, everything cannot be so simple, someone breaks the rules, someone adheres to them, and I'm just talking about a general trend.
That is, the story that you are reading now is just about this, about people who have already crossed the line of thirty years and who hope that now, when they have followed the life path that the older generation prescribed for them, great love awaits them ahead and happiness. However, there is nothing certain in life, sometimes it happens that great love will never come, and the clock is ticking, and the hope of running into the last car of the train called love becomes more and more illusory.
MEI WATCHES A KUNQU FILM
“Problems of society and politics do not play a big role in my life. When I start shooting a film, I think about and hope that the people who will watch the film I am making will feel the same way I feel and think about the same things that I thought when chose this script to star in this film. I'm talking now about the film about unfortunate children. I remember, after reading the book, I was angry and thought about whether it would be interesting for people to watch a film based on this book, whether they would leave the TV screens at the very beginning of the film. Of course, it worried me. I was in doubt, but decided that I had to do it. I think you'll believe me that I had no idea that the movie was going to be a bombshell and the movie's title is used to name a certain child abuse law."
From an interview with the artist
Mei asked the owner to revise her work schedule. The girl had another part-time job, and she also studied at some courses. An American diploma was not enough for her, having decided to live in Korea from now on, she wanted to get a Korean-style diploma.
The actor respected the girl's request and her schedule was revised. On weekdays, she now worked in the afternoon, on weekends her schedule remained the same. Thus, on weekdays, she usually finished her work somewhere around 10:00 pm. If there was no bad weather outside, then the girl went home, but if she finished work late or it was raining or snowing outside, or both, then she stayed overnight in Mrs. O's room.
Kunqu, immersed in his own problems, did not notice for several days that the girl's eyes were red. Once, when he was having dinner, it seemed to him that the girl was crying, however, when he asked her what happened, the girl replied that she had allergies, so lately she has been walking with red eyes. The artist did not insist, although he was firmly convinced that he heard the girl crying. Well, if the girl did not want to let the owner know about her problems, then this was probably only a plus.
Although the artist was a very kind and understanding person, human injustice made him indignant, but the matter usually did not end with indignation, several times in his life Kunqu took measures to eliminate injustice. One day, he read a book that told how boarding school workers bully hearing-impaired children. It was a real story, but the book did not make a big resonance. The workers of the boarding school were only threatened with a finger and nothing more followed. The actor was so indignant that he insisted that a script be written and a film was made according to this script, in which he played one of the roles. This time there was a big scandal. Not a single employee of the boarding school has shied away from responsibility, even laws have been issued to protect such children.
But let's get back to the story with the girl. Red eyes and tears were on Monday, and on Tuesday the girl seemed to be in order. However, on Wednesday, when the actor turned to the girl to see if there would be enough food for the party he was throwing on Saturday for friends, the girl's eyes were again red and swollen. It's probably hard to distinguish an allergy from just a teary eye, but the actor was sure that he saw what he saw. But this time, he did not insist. It occurred to him that maybe the problem is in him, maybe he is not attentive enough to Mei, or did he overload her with work?
This time he decided to act differently. He invited the girl into the living room, seated her in front of him, they chatted about meaningless things, about the girl's life in America, about her studies, and when he felt that she was ready to answer, he asked her a direct question. The answer was in the usual manner of this girl, she smiled and briefly said no. After that, she returned to work. Kunqiu felt that something was wrong, but he could not talk to the girl. Week later. Now the most difficult shooting of the film took place, the actor came home utterly exhausted, all his thoughts were where the scenery for the film remained, but that evening he came early, the shooting was canceled. When he entered the living room, he was stunned, Mae was watching the movie that I mentioned earlier and was crying. Seeing the owner, she wiped her tears, got up, and not a word, without saying a word, she went into the kitchen. She didn't turn off the TV. She was probably washing dishes, but the sound of running water couldn't drown out her sobs. The actor turned off the TV. Climbing to the second floor, he leaned back in his chair, exhausted. He didn't understand this girl, he desperately wanted to take pity on her, but he couldn't find a way to do it. Soon the cleaning was finished, and the girl went to her room.
A PARTY
“I rarely starred then in romantic series. This project about the team of princes was liked by the audience and became a landmark. Sometimes I am unsure of myself. And when I was offered this project, there was just a period of doubt and search in my life. I loaded myself with work from morning to evening, without days off and holidays. However, more and more doubts took over me. I have a lot of respect for my viewers and would like them to consider me a unique artist. But romantic series is not really my thing, that's exactly what I thought at the time. The problem is that when such a series comes to an end, it leaves a very strong aftertaste. For a very long time after the end of the series, I can not get into the usual rut. My passions, my love, everything that sleeps or slumbers under the bushel of ordinary life, begins to splash out and sprout when the film is being shot day after day. Maybe that's why I try to avoid romantic series, because they give the illusion of love, but love comes to a person to last forever, and the series once ends, and emptiness remains in the soul.
From the author's interview with the actor
The party was planned for a narrow circle of friends, but this time the narrow circle turned out to be suddenly wide. Many more people came than planned, several friends arrived from America whom the artist had not seen for a long time, and at the last moment the list of invitees suddenly expanded. The party went great, Kunqiu rested his mind and body
Uk, also an artist and a close friend of Kunqu, wanted to be a DJ, and this person knew how to have fun. Jokes sparkled in the air, and the lawn shook with bursts of laughter from satisfied guests. A team of waiters was invited to the party, but the manager Kim refused the services of an administrator. It was decided that May would be in charge of the housekeeping part of the party. And the girl did an excellent job with the role assigned to her. The waiters and attendants were placed in such a way that no guest was left without attention. The party was already coming to an end when one of the American friends, who was pretty drunk and trying to swim in an ornamental lake with fish, was inflamed with passion for Mei. He suddenly pulled the girl to him and tried to kiss. The girl at that moment leaned over the table trying to fix the stand with starched napkins. The table stood on the outskirts, almost in the shade, and only the artist saw further events, who from time to time glanced in the direction where the girl was.
So, at that moment, when a friend from America tried to give May his kiss, the girl twitched and tried to pull away, but she didn’t succeed. The drunken man dug into the girl's lips. Kunqiu rushed to Mei's aid, but he only made it towards the end of the action. There were still twenty steps to the scene of action, he did not hear what the girl said, but he saw that the man was sitting on the ground and his nose was bleeding. Having reached the battle arena, the artist heard that the girl was laughing and saying something in English. The guest sat with a red face, probably the girl's words touched him even more than a blow to the nose, he began to rise, his expression did not leave any hope for a successful outcome of the conversation. At that moment, Kunqiu finally ran to the scene of the conflict. The guest was eager to fight and promised to teach the arrogant waitress a lesson. The artist tried to explain to a friend that the girl was not a waitress, but the guest was already in such a state that he simply did not hear what they were saying to him. He rushed at May, but the girl, instead of fleeing, again said something mocking in English. The situation was getting out of control, the American friend was the same height as Kunqiu, but obviously weighed seventy kilograms more than the owner. Despite this, Kunqiu would certainly have covered Mei with his body, but this was not necessary. Manager Kim finally saw that things were not right and the drunken man was first calmed down and then taken home.
Mei took the napkin, stroked it furiously over her lips several times, and then smiled at the owner and, as if nothing had happened, went on to manage the party.
When the guests left, it was time for the waiters. Mei seemed to be in several places at the same time, she moved so quickly from one end of the terrace to the other. When everything was finally cleaned up and the waiter team left Kunqiu's house, the artist decided it was time to rest. As he poured coffee, he suddenly remembered the note that one of the waiters had given him. The waiter found this note under the tablecloth where the artist was sitting with his friends. The note was clearly addressed to the artist, because it lay under the tablecloth, exactly in the place where the bl Yuda, from which he ate Kunqu.
The note was found at the moment when the tablecloths were being removed from the tables. The artist did not immediately have time to read it, but now that time has come.
I wrote it so solemnly, but to be more precise, the note was given to the artist five minutes ago. So, the artist poured himself some coffee, stretched out his tired legs and unfolded the note. The note read:
"Credit or cash?
Who will pay?
It doesn't matter who pays. Both of you will pay a high price for this!"
At first, the artist thought that someone wanted money from him, and the extortionist left his demand in such an original way. But after thinking, he suddenly became confused, and remembered that such words were spoken by one of the heroines in the film in which he played the main role.
Oh, it was one of the key moments in the film, it was a little plot to the action, where, by the way, his close friend played the angel of death, the one who was at the party today. I mean Uka.
The hero and heroine meet on the bridge, their hands simultaneously reaching for a ring that is being sold by a jewelry vendor. The heroine and the hero, once, several centuries ago, held this ring in their hands. The jewelry saleswoman is also a difficult woman, she is a deity who can take on, when necessary, the appearance of a beautiful and mysterious woman.
In general, the phrase that was written in the note and that, at first glance, looked so menacing, was just a phrase from the movie that the screenwriter once came up with. But, nevertheless, the situation remained unclear, the artist did not understand what this note means, if it is a threat, then what is the extortionist asking for? And if it's a joke, what's the point of it? The party ended, the extortionist did not show up, and so the artist finally decided that the note was just a stupid joke.
May was crying, the artist heard this, the girl was in her room, but she was about to go home. After the party, Kunqu apologized for the drunk guest, and then asked what the girl said to the guest in such an offensive way?
Mei said she accepted the apology, but had absolutely no memory of her words. The words were spoken from evil, and as soon as the guest left, the girl immediately forgot them.
But it turns out that the girl lied to him, she did not forget anything, and now she was crying from the fear and humiliation she experienced. In order not to embarrass Mei even more, Kunqiu hurriedly grabbed his coffee mug and went up to the second floor.
KUNQU'S BIRTHDAY
“There are girls who enjoy chatting at night and have nothing against night calls, but there is another type of girl who hates night calls and texts. When the artists were asked on a talk show how they feel about late-night calls and messages to their ex-girlfriends, Kunqiu and Wook answered with pleasure, and admitted that such a sin is common for them, both sent messages to ex-girlfriends in the middle of the night. However, when the artists were asked about the choice, that is, they were asked to make a choice between love and friendship, the artists were no longer so unanimous. Wook chose love, Kunqiu chose friendship."
From the author's interview with the actor
It was the height of summer outside, July, and Mei rarely stayed overnight at Kunqiu's house now because the weather was exceptionally fine.
However, one evening, the actor invited Mei into the living room and announced to the girl that, in three days, he had a birthday. The celebration will take place in a restaurant. Since the artist is a public person, it was decided to rent the entire restaurant so that outsiders would not enter the party. There was silence in the living room and suddenly the artist said
- I want to introduce you to my family, and therefore I invite you to my birthday too. Ms. O was like a member of the family, and I want you to know my whole family too. Judging by your facial expression, I can see that you want to refuse, but take your time! I told manager Kim that I am looking for a long term housekeeper and therefore I want you to be aware of all my family affairs. Mrs. Oh was friends with my mother, I hope you will also be friends with her and my other relatives. Well, what did you decide, will you go?
-Yes.
Mei was laconic as always. The artist wanted to ask something else, but the girl had already risen from her seat. Soon the front door slammed, and the house was empty.
The birthday was scheduled for Saturday. A lot of people came, as in the case of the party, there were many guests whose visit was not planned in advance. These were distant relatives whom Kunqiu's mother decided to invite at the last moment. Naturally, the son did not even think to object to his mother. It was a round date, and therefore even relatives who lived outside of South Korea came. It was fun, noisy and crowded. The roar did not subside, which was replaced by bursts of laughter. At last the music began to play, and the steward took the floor.
The actor looked around the hall, in addition to the rest, there were about ten people in the hall, whom he had never even seen. Mom said that he simply forgot their faces, he met some of these people only in childhood. The celebration went on as usual, when suddenly one of the elderly relatives ran into the hall. She was pale and looked bad. A commotion began. Later it became clear that someone wrote the words of the threat and the mirror in the toilet. Kunqu's first impulse was to call the police, but his co-star, who was also invited to the birthday party, suddenly approached him and told him that nothing terrible had happened.
On the mirror was written in lipstick only a phrase from the film. The inscription was in the women's restroom, the actor did not dare to go there, and so the actress showed him a photo on the phone.
The inscription read:
"Tell me about your death, and I will tell about my grief"
And below the inscription was a sword.
An elderly relative decided that the artist was being threatened with death by a knife.
Mei sat apart from the artist, along with manager Kim and two agency workers, and watched the commotion.
Kim's manager, who, of course, could not stay away, soon returned and spoke about what had happened.
Looking towards the artist, Mei raised her eyebrows inquiringly, the artist smiled at her and began to rise from his seat, his intentions were clear. Kunqu wanted to approach the girl, but she shook her head.
By the way, due to the turmoil that arose due to the inscription on the glass of the mirror, the artist did not have time to introduce Mei to his mother and other family members. May, however, was only too happy about it.
The police were nevertheless called, this was the second message that disturbed the artist. The police came and left, the police assumed that the inscription on the mirror in the toilet was written by a woman's hand. If a man wrote this message, he would have to wait a long time until the toilet is empty. Therefore, obvious assumptions were still not so obvious. The incident with the inscription did not spoil the party very much, towards the end of the party, the constant DJ of all parties, the soul of the company, a close friend of the artist, Uk, appeared.
Wook had a shoot, but he still made it to the party. With the arrival of a friend, the party suddenly became interesting, and in fact some of the guests were already about to leave. But it turned out that the most interesting is yet to come. Wook had a lot of surprises that he came up with especially for the birthday boy.
The party ended well after midnight. When the artist looked back at the place where Mei was sitting, he did not see the girl. Kim's manager said May had left a long time ago, right after the commotion over Wook's arrival started. The artist was disappointed, he was sad that the girl left so early.
DON'T PRAY, NO ONE WILL HEAR!
Every year, at the same time, the actor invited a cleaning team to his house. A five-year contract was signed with the agency where this team worked. Of course, Mrs. Oh, and then later Mei, tried to clean the house very carefully, but they could not foresee everything. That is why the cleaning team looked into all the cracks during the general cleaning, and then later left the artist with written recommendations on where to make cosmetic repairs. These terms were written into the contract.
Mei couldn't be present during the cleaning because she had an exam. But in fact, she was not needed here today.
Every year, when the cleaning team came, Kunqiu gave Mrs. Oh a day off. It was reasonable because Ms. Oh and the agency workers had different views on cleaning. The artist, on the other hand, believed that it did not matter where the cleaning began, from the basement or from the attic, the most important thing was that the house should be clean and clean after this cleaning.
The fact that Mei had an exam also played into the hands of Kunq, knowing the character of the girl, he was afraid that disagreement in cleaning methods would not turn into a showdown.
Therefore, with a light heart, he let the girl go to the exam, and wished her only excellent marks.
He had a busy day today. Usually the actor rehearsed and conducted all the fight scenes himself, he very rarely used the services of understudies and stuntmen. Before filming a fight scene, there was always a lot of prep work done. Today was the final stage of preparation, and tomorrow it was planned to shoot this scene. The actor returned home completely exhausted.
He thought that the cleaning had already been completed, what was his surprise when one of the women in charge of the design of the room, embarrassed and stammering, said:
We don't know what to do with this find. These toys were scattered on the piano in the music room, and we need your guidance to decide where to put these toys.
Each toy is topped with a note on the back and we don't know your intention for these toys. Maybe you want us to install these toys in such a way that the inscription on the note is visible? Or, conversely, do you want the toys to face up?
The actor was amazed and could not understand what was being said. He himself had to go to the music room, and he really saw that the figurines of the demon were lying on the piano. There were six figurines, these figurines, since the premiere of the film where he played a demon, could be bought in any toy store. A piece of paper was attached to each figurine, a line of a quote from the film was printed on each piece of paper, a quote that I will give you now in full.
"I always listen. You begged for death and I gave you a chance.
But... why are you still alive?
I n never erased your memory. You chose to forget everything, and now… do you think that this is the plan or the mistake of the Almighty?”
It was like a bad dream, someone was chasing or threatening the artist. Quotes from the film in which he played the main role, unequivocally reminded him of some bad deed that he had committed. As an artist did not try to remember, he could not find such an episode in his life. On the contrary, always and everywhere, he tried to do the right thing, according to his conscience, and according to the law. Having dismissed the alarmed agency workers, he put on gloves, put the small figurines in a box and carried them into the living room. The meaning of the quote was clear to him, it was not clear to him who exactly was throwing these riddles at him and why this person was doing it. Kunzyu thought. This was already the fourth time that someone tried to scare the artist, someone close to the artist, someone who was there on all these occasions when these strange finds were presented to him. Having made an analysis of what was happening, he suddenly realized that all these oddities began from the moment Mei appeared in his life. But, on the other hand, although she was at a birthday party, it seems that she did not even get up from her seat.
However, this incident with the music room that happened today ... The fact that the girl was not at home today, that she took time off for the exam, does not mean anything. The girl could prepare the figurines in advance, the fact is that the artist has not visited the music room for two weeks. It just hasn't been necessary yet. Therefore, the question of May's participation in all these strange cases remained open.
Finally, the actor stopped playing detectivo and simply told himself that this could not be.
The girl could be quick-tempered, caustic, angry, but in his opinion, she was not capable of meanness. But if it's not Mei, then who is?
The more the actor looked at the figurines of demons, the more it seemed to him that he was going crazy. It was not for nothing that the actor took the figurines with his gloved hands, he thought that the fingerprints of the person who left the demon toys on the piano could remain on the figurines. Yes, it could very well be. But in order to find out who owns the prints, it was necessary to take the figurines to the police, and the artist did not want to do this yet.
TEAM BUILDING
One day, the manager told the artist that the director of the agency would like to talk to Kunqiu about something and ask for advice. When the artist came to the meeting, it turned out that the topic of today's conversation would be the upcoming team building with agency employees. The actor had a lot of important things to do, but the director of the agency and the manager asked Kunqiu to go along with the team. The director said that these field trips are very important for the team spirit. Moreover, the director shared a problem with the actor, he said that one of the agency employees was leaking information about the artist to the media. Of course, going out into nature will not help you find this person, but it will help people who work side by side every day to relax and not react so sharply to the problems of the surrounding reality. Kunzyu had no choice but to agree. I will reveal to you the secret of what was the decisive factor in his consent. As soon as he thought that he could rightfully invite Mei to team building, life immediately sparkled with bright colors. May was an employee of his agency, and there were no obstacles for her to go along with everyone. Although... If Mei had refused, of course the artist could not have done anything. However, to the surprise of the artist, Mei not only agreed, but was also delighted. As manager Kim later said, the girl was so happy because she had never been to a team building. Endless moving with her parents from one country to another did not allow her to live a normal life, she did not have time to make friends, let alone travel with a school class to nature.
May generally agreed.
After we arrived and settled down, there was a small lunch in the open air. Kunqiu said a few words of encouragement, and then handed over the reins to the director. Kim's manager prepared a box of joke gifts ahead of time. During an open-air dinner, each worker received a gift. Mei also received such a gift. She was presented with a comic figurine of a winged fairy with the inscription "Fairy of Clean Air and Water." The girl was happy! The artist tried not to look so often in the direction of this sweet, beautiful girl, but his head turned all the time to where her high voice rang, and an attractive smile shone brighter than the sun.
Mei enjoyed participating in all sports competitions for team building. It was evident that she had fun with all her heart and completely surrendered to everything that was happening now. The day flew by in an instant. It got colder in the evening and they decided to move dinner to the house, which was assigned today to the team of the Kunqiu agency who arrived. The house was warm, even hot. After the competition and the competition, everyone was excited and relaxed. It took about half an hour, when suddenly the artist heard that his phone, which he had left in jacket pocket, straining from the bell. The jacket was casually thrown among a pile of other jackets. However, the artist quickly found her. He put on his jacket and went outside. As he pulled his phone out of his pocket, something fell to the ground with a ringing sound.
A small iron medallion in the shape of a heart fell to the ground. When the artist opened it, there was a note that read:
"Are you happy that I sacrificed myself?"
After reading the note, the artist felt that all the charm of today was gone. It was very hard and unpleasant to feel someone's hatred. Someone systematically tried to lime the artist, someone decided to completely ruin his life. Kunqu was very upset! Suddenly it occurred to him that all these unpleasant things that had been haunting him for the past few months were the work of the one whom the director of the agency was talking about. The one who leaked information about the artist to the media was probably the stalker who systematically pursued the artist. Kunqu wanted to return to the pavilion, but then he realized that it would be simply unbearable for him to be near people, one of whom was the artist's mysterious ill-wisher. The mood has completely deteriorated. Sitting down on a nearby bench, he thought. Kunqu twisted the locket in his hands and tried to understand who put it in his pocket, but suddenly realized that any of those who had been with him all day could have done it. In such upset feelings, his manager Kim found him. The artist did not want to spoil the mood of the manager and director, but it was impossible to hide the fact of harassment any further. However, this time it turned out that the phrase written on a piece of paper was a quote from the film, where the actor played the main role of the general of the state of Kure. The heroine of the film, who was the sister of the general, and the queen of the state of Kure, sacrificed herself for the sake of the king. The text of the note was a quote from her words. The director promised to sort out all these incomprehensible hints, and even call the police, but the artist did not want to spoil the evening so drastically for others, and again, for the umpteenth time, refused to intervene with the police. After conferring, we decided to leave the solution of this problem until the moment we return to Seoul.
MEI IS A HIDDEN FAN?
The author tried to lift the bar, which the artist lifts every day during training, but ... could not. This became the subject of a morning conversation between the author and the artist. The author asked:
How many times a week do you work out at the gym? The fact that sport takes a big place in your life is well known, but I would like to know a little more specifically.
The actor smiled, easily raised and lowered the bar a few times and replied:
“More specific?
Okay, listen carefully and don't say you didn't hear. After filming, after partying with friends, no matter how much I drink, how tired I am, I go to the gym. Of course, it’s hard to keep yourself within such limits all the time, but I can’t live differently. After the workout is over and after I took a shower, I feel relieved that I have passed this everyday stage for today. I check the box in my head and let go of this obsession for a while. Yes, over time, exercising everyday has become an obsession. I need to train a lot so as not to think about how much I ate today, how many calories I consumed. Time passes, I am still quite young, but the process of destruction of the body cannot be stopped, and if I do not take care of it now, it will soon become obvious. Now that there were 40 candles on the cake, I understand that the body cannot be deceived.
From an interview with the artist
Yes, X time was still a week away, I mean the time of the full moon, and Kunqu was already feeling bad. Due to the coronavirus, he was unable to go to the gym, and therefore every morning he started the same way. Kunqiu had his own small gym on the third floor, and he wouldn't let himself start breakfast unless he broke seven sweats in a workout. The actor believed that now, when his life has passed forty, he needs to load his body as much as possible every day, regardless of the state in which he woke up in the morning. Today was a day off, it was sunny outside, and Mei did not spend the night in Mrs. O's room today. Therefore, the actor waited for the door to knock and the round face of the girl to appear in the dining room opening. Kunqu waited for this unconsciously, without realizing it. Finally Mei arrived.
“Hello, Mr. Kunqiu,” she said cheerfully, “the weather is great today!” Do you have any special requests for dinner?
- No, and if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you about something before you go home after work.
-Good.
The girl stood for a moment, waiting for the owner to continue, but Kuntsyu was silent. He thought about something of his own, but suddenly shuddered all over.
- One day, when the weather is fine, I will be able to say that you were my first love! leaving, said the girl.
The girl went into the kitchen, and Kunqu decided that he was going crazy. What he heard simply could not be! Going out for to take out the trash or load his underwear into the washing machine, the girl changed a little and said a quote from a movie in which he played a few years ago. His first impulse was to stop the girl and talk, but he reversed in time. All that he heard simply could not be, probably, the approaching lunar days were again playing with his consciousness. Or were his assumptions correct, and all this devilry with notes, inscriptions, toy figurines of demons, the work of his beautiful Mei? No, he probably just imagined it. If you believe in this damn thing, then May will have to be fired, and he did not want this. It's the moon playing with him, he thought, it couldn't be any other way.
Is she a fan? The day was drawing to a close, and he could not calm down. He scolded himself and reminded himself of how many times he had made mistakes like this. Probably, the girl was still a fan, it is a pity that he chose her from the proposed resumes.
And suddenly the thought came to his mind, and how did the girl get to this casting, where housekeepers competed? He tried to make himself laugh, but the joke about the casting of housekeepers was not funny.
But seriously, how did she find out about the agency that handled the service staff for actors and singers? This agency was a closed territory, in order to find the email address of this agency and propose one's candidacy, one had to have either outstanding qualities or ... connections.
This is exactly what Kunqiu will ask Mei in the evening, he has accumulated a lot of questions for the girl, but they will wait. I would also like to ask about the quote that Mei said when she left, but Kunqiu, probably, will not be able to decide on this question.
EVERYTHING IS SIMPLE
“Our correspondent interviewed Mr. actor.
The conversation was about love, about love relationships. The correspondent admitted that he was surprised and puzzled that the actor is not in a relationship. He recalled that millions of girls would be the happiest if Mr. Kunqiu's choice fell on them. The actor replied: “I can be brave and courageous in many things, but this does not apply to relationships and love. It is difficult for me to confess my feelings to a girl. This is not only due to shyness or embarrassment, everything is much more complicated. because I'm an actor It's easy to become a different person on set and play a love story, which is something that I still haven't fully realized in real life It's easy for me to confess my feelings if I become one of my characters, because I clearly understand that my character confesses love, but not I. I will not hide, sometimes the love story that I play picks me up, but this is rare, and this, I will tell you, is a very painful process. It’s very hard for me to get back into the usual rut of life afterwards.Then, when the film ends, I analyze for a long time and live the life of my hero.If the role that I played reached the heart of the viewer, then sometimes the viewer begins to suspect that the chemistry that arose between me and the actress on the set, makes us feel outside of the filming process, when the film is already over.
Here the correspondent interrupted the actor.
- And what happens often?
The actor laughed and replied:
“I will leave this question without comment.”
From the author's interview with the actor
In the evening, Mei told Kunqiu that, as in the first two cases, she was given the agency's phone number and helped her find a job by an old friend of her deceased father. Although many years have passed, but a friend helped the May family and took part in all the significant events of this family. The only thing he did not accept was Mei's mother's remarriage, but Mei didn't care, after the second marriage she never returned to Korea. And May missed her homeland, and as soon as the opportunity arose, she returned home. She had three options, she could live separately, she could live with her paternal grandparents, or with her maternal grandparents. On reflection, she chose the latter option, however, she had to promise relatives from her father's side that she would often visit them. After saying all this, Mei got up and started to leave. Kunqiu was a little embarrassed by the girl's manner of ending any conversation - in this way, without waiting for the interlocutor's response, but it was too late to educate the girl, and it was not necessary.
The shooting of the film, in which the actor played the main role, was coming to an end. And although the premiere of the film was supposed to take place in three months, the work of the actor was already completed. Now it's the turn of the assembly shop. A month later, the actor could be free. He had a little time before the premiere, as soon as the premiere passes, the hot days will begin again. It will no longer be shooting a film, but, nevertheless, there will be no time to rest. Interviews, screenings, meetings with fans, all this required preparation and physical strength.
Fortunately, this hour the actor was already partly free. But it turned out that the filming process was still in it. The actor still lived the life of his hero, he understood that it was impossible, the film ended, and it was necessary to let the hero go free, but so far he did not succeed. Because he's been so busy the last month, he barely sees Mei. By the time he got home, Mei had already gone home or slept in Mrs. O's room.
This is not to say that the actor did not think about a strange girl all this month. No, it's not. Thoughts about her were with him from morning to evening, but somewhere far away, on the very periphery of the brain. Girl, as if you were in his thoughts, and as if she was not there.
The premiere fever was growing, posters, posters, endless advertising on TV - all this fueled the audience's interest, but it also forced the actor to leave the house as rarely as possible, and if the need to go somewhere was brewing, then this was accompanied by a manager and security guards . The hysteria of young fans has reached unprecedented proportions. Returning home, the actor tried to distract himself, somehow erase the shrill voices of young fans from his memory. The actor knew the value of the love of the fans, he knew that as soon as he crossed the line, began to act in his own way, not as prescribed by the rules of the free life of the actor, and then the love of the fans would turn into hatred. That is why the actor was still not married. A distinctive feature of Korean fans was that each of them considered the actor a potential groom and already chose a wedding dress in advance to go down the aisle with the actor. Actors and pop idols were cunning, started secret families, their children were growing up, but when all this was revealed, a grandiose scandal and hatred of the fans awaited them.
Kunqu didn't want to, he didn't want to hide anything, hide anything.
And then the day came when he didn't have to go to Studios. After some thought, he notified Mei that she would be given a week's vacation, while he himself went to Jeju Island to relax and fish. His task now was to break the thread connecting him with the hero of the film, whose life he had lived for so many months. Fishing helped in this like nothing else.
Mei was surprised when the actor told her that she would have a week off. She was excited and grateful. When she returned to work a week later, it turned out that the actor would be absent for another two weeks. The task of the girl was simply to keep the house clean, she could even live these two weeks in the house. It was very convenient, the house was in a very convenient place, it was within easy reach of the girl's second part-time job and the place where she studied.
AFTER JEJU ISLAND
“The author asked the actor about what he likes to do during his vacation, to which the actor replied that he likes to fish, and also added that when feelings and thoughts do not allow him to sleep and interfere with an orderly, everyday rhythm, the actor goes fishing to restore their morale. This usually happens after the completion of the next project.
“When I need to restore morale and get thoughts out of my head, I go closer to the sea,” the actor added.
The film ends, the love story that the screenwriter wrote and brought to life by the actor and actress ends. Probably, there are actors who easily leave one filming process and enter another, but I am not one of those people. This is especially true for films about romance and love. The viewer cannot be deceived. If you do not have feelings for the screen partner within the framework of a love story invented by the screenwriter and played on camera, then the viewer will not believe you. But there comes a moment when the fire of love that you have been nurturing in your chest throughout the filming suddenly appears on the film and no longer belongs to you. The fire of love is passed along the chain like the Olympic flame, and finally reaches the eyes of the audience. Everything. That's when, just then, I realize that my on-screen love story is over. And that's when I go fishing to fill the void after the film ends. That's why I think that time spent with a fishing rod helps the actor well as a relief.
From the author's interview with the actor.
After returning from Jeju Island, the artist felt very good. As he expected, a few days in nature, fishing, long walks along the beach helped him a lot. When it was time to return to Seoul, he was cheerful, cheerful and full of energy. The house was clean and the food was delicious. While on Jeju Island, the artist wondered if he could give a gift to a new housekeeper? When Mrs. O worked for him, he always brought her little gifts, souvenirs, fridge magnets and other knick-knacks wherever he was. He did not know how his new housekeeper would react to such a gift, so he decided that he would buy a gift, but he would not give it until he knew the girl's opinion on this matter. The memory of the hairpin that was in the girl’s hair on the first day of their acquaintance was firmly embedded in the artist’s head, and therefore, walking along the beach, he chose from a street vendor and a hairpin inlaid with mother-of-pearl shells. Week later. He did not manage to talk to the girl that evening. Despite the fact that the weather was bad that evening, the girl told him that she was leaving and would spend the night at home. The girl was alarmed by something, her eyes were again red and tearful, several times the artist caught her short glances on himself, it seemed that the girl was waiting for some questions from him or wanted to ask something herself, but none of this happened . Just after dinner, the girl got up and left. And then suddenly the artist understood, or it seemed to him that he understood the cause of May's red eyes. The point, it seems, was his blind dates. Yesterday he announced to the girl that he trusts her and asks for help. Kunqiu asked Mei to choose a costume in which he would go on a blind date.
BLIND DATE
The artist's parents were worried that time was passing, and their son was still not married. Therefore, from time to time, Kunqiu had to go on a blind date. However, although such dates gave hope, things did not go beyond the first communication. This time, in order to find a daughter-in-law for sure, the artist’s mother personally went to the agency that was responsible for such delicate issues and selected nine girls. With all these girls, Kunqu was to meet within a month. Objections were not accepted. The date was structured in this way: a man and a woman were in a room similar to a confessional in a church and heard each other perfectly. The visiting room was divided by a mesh barrier. Young people saw each other, but badly. Only a silhouette was visible, by which it was impossible to judge the interlocutor. This was done on purpose, very often famous people came on dates, and in no case could it be allowed to become known that these people attend such dates. If, after a blind date, young people expressed a desire to continue their acquaintance, only after that they received a photo of the one they liked.
The artist’s mother narrowed the search circle and therefore the artist had hope, he decided that this was his chance to become happy. Moreover, my mother approved the girls' candidacies in advance. All he had to do was choose. On that day, the artist asked Mei to choose a costume that would suit her taste for a blind date. So did Mrs. O, it seemed to the artist in such a way that he takes the burden of responsibility off his shoulders. Ms. Oh has always been very careful in choosing costumes for such dates. Mei did not refuse either, but the costume that she picked up, in the opinion of the artist, did not fit this type of date at all. The artist did not take into account one aspect, Ms. Oh, who was the same age as his mother and treated the artist like a son, sincerely wanted to help, wanted Kunqiu to finally find a wife, but Mei, who was a fairly young woman and seemed jealous, absolutely did not was interested in the fact that the date ended with a wedding. However, for some reason, Kunqiu did not understand this. He liked May, but he absolutely did not consider her as a wife. The oddities that began at the moment when the girl entered his life scared the artist away. Although, to be honest, it seemed to the artist more and more over time that Mei was exactly the girl he had been looking for all his life. True, thinking about it, he tried to drive these thoughts away. Kunqu reminded himself that the moment the girl entered his house, she seemed to him too inexpressive, too traditional, and simply not interesting. Now, when some time had passed, his soul was already drawn to Mei, but his mind rejected the girl, his mind kept repeating that Mei was not a girl of his circle, his mind appealed to those first impressions that he had made when Mei had just started working with Kunqiu . However, all these throwings of the soul and body were useless, Kunqu would never have confessed his feelings to the girl first. He preferred to grow and cherish that feeling within himself, but he doubted he would ever get the chance to tell May how he felt. Mei was so young and beautiful, and she didn't seem to like him at all.
It was the third blind date. The girl who was on the other side of the room had a beautiful voice. The voice was very sensual, and awakened some unknown sensations in the artist. In addition, the girl was apparently smart, she was happy to keep up the conversation, she could talk on any topic that the artist offered her. It was evident that the girl was sincerely interested in a date. The artist was happy. In addition, the girl said that she dreams of a big family. She dreamed that when she got married, she would have at least two children. This delighted and interested the artist even more. The previous two candidates categorically did not want children. In addition, the girl, whose face he did not see now, told that she had lived in Japan for several years and had a good command of Japanese. The artist spoke Japanese at a very intermediate level, and had great respect for people who know several languages.
In general, when he returned home, he told the agency that he liked the girl with whom he was on a blind date today.
After that, he asked to send a photo of the girl. The agency sent three photos, and here Kunqiu was disappointed. The girl's face absolutely did not correspond to her inner world. Unfortunately, the figure of the girl also did not meet the standards that he wanted to see in his future wife.
To be honest, the artist was upset. He even felt offended that the mental image that he drew in his head after talking with the girl absolutely did not correspond to what he saw in the photograph.
The mood was spoiled. He spent the whole day coping with his annoyance.
After that, he called his mother and told her that he would go on the remaining six dates only in two months. Mom gently scolded her son, but was already pleased that her son did not completely abandon the idea of \u200b\u200ba blind date.
LOVE
He stopped sleeping completely. Chaotic dreams lined up in a smooth line, and the actor finally understood what they want from him, what they want. Having plunged into the abyss of dreams, he felt physically ill. He dreamed that red threads drew him to a mulberry tree. He tried to break free, but the more he pulled, the stronger the threads entangled him. But as soon as he relaxed, the threads fell off, and he was free. This time he woke up at 23:00, so he only slept for an hour or so. This is if you consider that two times during this hour he even emerged from sleep, because he woke up from his own moan.
He woke up covered in sweat, very thirsty. Trying to walk as quietly as possible, he descended from the second floor. The kitchen was next to the room where Mei was currently sleeping. Her heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. Kunqu clung to the back of the chair, he did not understand what was happening to him now. In one hour, he turned into some kind of decrepit ruin. Tomorrow was an important day, and I needed to try to get some more sleep. Water helped the heart, the pulse ceased to frequent. Is it possible for him to drink coffee in this state, the actor did not know. It was the first time he had felt such weakness. Rising from the table, he awkwardly touched a nearby chair and he fell. The spacious kitchen filled with noise. Light footsteps were heard and Mei's tousled head appeared in the opening.
"Is everything all right?" the girl asked sleepily.
“Yes,” agreed the actor.
He felt awkward. He promised May not to appear near the room where she sleeps at night, but did not fulfill his promise.
I, - the actor wanted to say something else, but suddenly his head was spinning, and he fell.
Mei left the room, walked over to the actor who was lying on the floor, and leaned over him. Finally, this man was at her disposal. Of course, if there had been another person in Mei's place, another girl, she probably would have started to cry and lament, but it was Mei who was not going to tear her hair out next to the artist.
The first step was to bring the actor to himself. Mei filled her mouth with water and splashed the actor in the face. The man groaned. Having realistically assessed her strength, the girl realized that she would not be able to carry the actor to his room. Moreover, she could not even carry it to her room. Those who saw Kunqiu will understand what it is about, the actor's height was 184 centimeters, Mei's height was only 157 cm. Kunqiu was a big and strong man in his prime. Therefore, the girl did not think of anything better than to bring a pillow and a blanket and try to somehow shift the actor. Putting a pillow under her head and covering the man with a blanket, she decided that her mission was completed, but then her eyes fell on the cold floor tiles and she thought that the artist would feel very bad tomorrow, and maybe even catch a cold. She had to go back to her room and take a blanket. Laying a blanket on the floor, she gently rolled the man on top of him, adjusted the pillow and covered him again with a blanket. The man was still unconscious. The girl had never been in such a situation, and only vaguely aware of all its danger. She decided that if the man did not come to his senses within half an hour, then an ambulance would need to be called. But she didn't want to. She was very pleased that this man was now in her power. No, you don’t think that the girl was up to something criminal, she just had her secrets, and in these secrets the actor played a major role. Meanwhile, the actor did not come to his senses, the eyeballs under the eyelids moved chaotically, his breathing quickened. Mei began to get seriously worried, she was afraid that the actor would never come to his senses. She tried to wipe the actor's face with a wet towel, but the man, without regaining consciousness, pushed her away from him.
May got angry. There was a last resort, but before applying it, she decided to check the condition of the man again. Running her finger over his handsome face, she unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and put her ear to his heart. My heart was beating like crazy. After weighing all the risks, the girl leaned over the actor and kissed him. She hoped so much that he would kiss her back too m, but his lips were silent. Feeling like a goddess who can do anything, the girl lay down next to Kunqu and hugged him. But Kunqu did not move. Nothing worked. The girl's gaze moved to the depths of the room, where her mobile phone lay. But before calling 911, she decided to try again. This time she kissed the actor more insistently and got the result, although not the one she expected.
The actor opened his eyes.
She only wanted him to kiss her back like in dramas, with her eyes closed, she didn't need him to come to his senses so quickly. But it happened. Seeing that the actor was looking at her, she got up to leave, but strong hands grabbed her, pulled her to him, and she felt that she was being kissed. It was so sweet and delicious, oh, if only she didn't have to take revenge on this man! Then this kiss would be her triumph! Remembering revenge, Mei tore her lips away and pushed away Kunqiu, who tried to hug her. Reason and soul tore her apart, her soul ordered her to stay where she was and kiss this man, her mind interfered with this. But in the end, reason prevailed. After making sure that the actor was all right, May left. Entering the room, she carefully closed the door behind her, but did not lock it, she knew that this man would never enter the room without her permission. So, it turned out, five minutes passed, and there was a knock on the door, the knock was delicate. Mei bit her tongue hard. She wanted so badly to answer, to call Kunqiu into the room, but she managed to restrain herself. No more knocking on the door.
NEXT MORNING
“The author and Kunqiu talked about dating over coffee. The author told Mr. Actor that she would like to know what type of girl Kunqiu likes? Modest, cute, shy, sly, sexy? The actor's response was unexpected. Kunqiu has hinted that he likes wayward girls who take the reins of dating into their own hands. He added that the times when society believed that a man should make a choice, as well as take the first step towards rapprochement, have already passed. The author perked up and decided to clarify something else with the actor, she was wondering if the actor met such a girl, then how their relationship would develop further, to which the actor replied: “I would like to meet such a girl, but ... I don’t have thoughts about marriage.
Interview of the author with the actor
In the morning, the actor woke up, as if nothing had happened, there was no trace of malaise. There was no weakness, the heart was beating in a normal rhythm, nothing hurt and did not press.
Going down to the kitchen, the actor saw that the blanket and everything else remained lying on the floor, and breakfast was not prepared. At first, the actor thought May had left, but her shoes were still at the door. However, it didn't look like the girl was awake. Not a sound came from the room. The actor went to the door of Mei's room several times and listened, but everything was quiet.
The manager sent a message that the car would be delivered in an hour and a half, the actor had an important meeting today, but Kunqiu could not start choosing a costume for today's meeting. He was very worried about the girl. When the costume was chosen, the actor went to the door again and suddenly he thought he heard Mei's voice. He listened, yes, Mei was saying something, then she screamed. Fortunately, the door was not closed from the inside, and the actor ran into the room. The girl was unconscious, she tossed about in bed and moaned. The actor was frightened, he did not have the endurance that Mei had the night before. Upon discovering that the girl had a high fever, Kunqiu panicked even more. Half an hour later, two cars drove away from Kunqiu's house, in one the manager Kim was driving instead of the artist, the other was the ambulance in which Mei was taken away. The artist went with the girl to the hospital. When evening came and he returned home, he thought with horror that the moon would soon rise and his nightmares would return. However, this night went well for the first time in a year.
Moreover, the next, last night of the round moon did not bring the artist anything bad, he slept like a baby. Things were not so rosy with Mei, she did not regain consciousness for three days. And when she came to herself, she did not show in any way that she remembers the events of that night. As for Kunqiu, he was just happy that Mei had come to her senses, and that the moon on the last night was not fatal. May returned a week later and took up her duties. But, of course, nothing was the same as before. The restlessness is gone. If the girl perfectly pretended that nothing had happened, then such behavior was difficult for the artist. He did not like to lie and pretend. Once he tried to call the girl for a conversation, but she left the answer. When the two were at home, the air became thick and seemed like it could be cut into pieces. Feeling this, Mei almost stopped staying overnight in Mrs. O's room. The entertainer also decided that this was for the best, and yet he missed those times when the house was relaxed. In the end, everything returned to normal, especially since the new project captured the artist with his head. However, this is not n pleased the girl, she felt that he had moved away from her. In principle, of course, they were never close, but before the start of filming a new project, she felt that the eyes of the artist were watching her all the time when she was in the house. Now the artist was rarely at home, and when he came, he quickly had a snack and went up to the second floor. It even seemed to her that he began to avoid her. In the new project he was filming now, there was a new heroine with whom he kissed passionately at the end of the film.
Thinking and comparing, May seemed to understand why the artist has not yet married.
Why would he do this, why get married, if every time, on the set, when shooting a new film, he experiences the whole gamut of feelings that lovers experience. After all, the audience expects that there will be chemistry between the characters, there will be hot feelings. That is, each new project gave him new feelings of falling in love and meeting a new girl on the set. These are the thoughts that sometimes visited the girl's head. The pictures that arose in the brain drove Mei into a frenzy, she gritted her teeth and suddenly felt hot at the thought that right now her artist was kissing and hugging the heroine of the new film, and it doesn’t matter that this is happening under the guns of the cameras, the fact remains, he kissed another girl. Thinking about all this, May suddenly realized that now she was in the thrall of ordinary, vulgar jealousy. To remind herself why she was here, she opened her laptop and turned on the movie. It was exactly the film that her owner then found watching. However, if we put jealousy and revenge on the scales now, then jealousy would quickly outweigh the cup.
The actor was not doing well either, the shooting of the new film took place with small incidents, and besides, he could not concentrate on feelings for the heroine of the film. This was noticed even by members of the film crew. The artist kissed the heroine, and saw Mei's eyes and lips in front of him. It was hard, embarrassing and unsettling. With great difficulty, he managed to control himself.
IT'S SO GOOD THAT MAY IS HERE
A month has passed, but neither the actor nor the girl has become easier. The need to face every day even began to annoy the actor. May also began to think about quitting, but then she remembered why she was in the actor's house, remembered how much effort she had to put in to get her resume on his desk.
As a result, everything remained as it was. In the evening, before going to bed, she falsely wished good night to her master and received the same false gratitude for the wishes. Everything went on as usual, morning gave way to evening, evening gave way to midnight. The shooting of the new film was in full swing, there was still a lot of time left before the end of filming, but the promotion was already gaining momentum. The full moon was approaching. For some reason, Kunqu was sure that this time the moon would not disturb his sleep. And so it turned out. The moon outside the window was round and yellow, its light made its way even through the closed curtains, but the artist slept peacefully. Only much later did he realize that the insidious moon could break not only into dreams, three lunar days were also a test for Kunqu.
During the day, the moon is not visible, but this does not mean that it ceases to control people's lives and the processes that occur on earth when the moon is at its strongest.
Saturday morning began with trouble, Kunqu knocked over a mug of coffee, coffee, it was hot, it was very painful. There was a burn on the spot where the coffee had tipped over. Having knocked over the mug, the artist jumped up - this attracted the attention of the girl. Screaming, she ran up to the artist. Not wanting to look like a weakling, he tried to comfort Mei, but it hurt so much that he apparently couldn't control his emotions. Fortunately, the girl knew what to do in such a situation and provided first aid. In the hospital, where the manager later took the artist, they admired the girl’s actions and said that thanks to her quick reaction, there would be no trace of the burn. Returning home, Kunqu thanked the girl, she only smiled in response.
Returning home to her grandparents, she cursed herself on what the light stands. Once again, she reminded herself that she had come to this house to harm the artist, not to help. Well, what's done is done. And it makes no sense to torment yourself with reproaches. Indeed, by the next morning there was almost no trace of the burn left and the burn site did not hurt. However, this morning the artist was in for a new trouble. It happened in his home gym. During training, a poorly fixed part from the simulator fell on him. The blow was so strong that Mei heard its sound on the first floor, and the artist lost consciousness. And again, the artist was at the complete disposal of the girl, but this time the girl did not hesitate, she called the manager Kim. While the manager was driving, she turned Kunqiu's body the way she was taught in the first aid course at the university. Patting the artist on the head, she quickly jumped back, because she heard footsteps on the stairs - it was the manager Kim who arrived. The artist was left in the hospital, Kim's manager. Kudos to May for getting help so quickly. The third day of the full moon came, the artist came to his senses, but he had a severe headache. After the headache subsided, he told the doctor that he wanted to leave the hospital, but the doctor disagreed with his decision. The doctor said that such bruises are very dangerous, and he would like to watch the artist for a few more days. Kunqu reluctantly agreed, but after an hour, he felt fear. Looking around the comfortable room, he was convinced that nothing threatened him, but his soul was restless. Calling manager Kim, he asked Mei to cook dinner and bring dinner to him at the hospital. Manager Kim volunteered to bring the dishes from home when the girl cooked them, but the artist pretended to be naughty, he told the manager that it was Mei's work time and he wanted her to bring dinner. The only thing the artist agreed to was that the girl was provided with a car with a driver. When Mei arrived, the artist pretended to be asleep. The girl unpacked the boxes with dinner, and laid out the dishes on plates. Time passed, and the artist was still sleeping. Mei was a little nervous, she knew how seriously the artist takes the temperature of the food, if the food does not meet his ideas, then he will simply refuse to have dinner. It began to get dark outside, the girl walked around the ward, rearranged the dishes once more, then she went to the window and closed the curtains. And sat back down in the chair. Probably, the thoughts of the artist and the girl were moving in the same direction, because the girl suddenly jumped up and went around the ward to look for danger. She pulled the curtains, for some reason moved the door handle, finally, her eyes fell on the dropper, it seemed to her that the dropper stand was not straight enough, but fortunately everything was in order here. Mei sat back down in her chair. However, the nature of the girl was such that she could not sit still for a long time. Cautiously opening the door and looking out into the corridor, she made sure that the corridor was empty, and even took a few steps out the door, but then returned. Quietly closing the door behind her, she, trying to step as quietly as possible, approached the artist. She stared at Kunqiu for several minutes, even reached out her hand to his lips, and then drew the outline of his lips in the air. After that, she sighed sadly.
Time passed, and she still stood a few steps from the artist's bed, and stared at him intently. Then it seemed to her that the light bulb was cracking suspiciously, she immediately rushed to the switch and the click sound filled the ward. It became dark. The girl laughed and turned on the light again. Going to the floor lamp, she turned it on and adjusted the light so that it did not shine so brightly in the face of the artist and turned off the main light. And only after that, once again looking back at the front door, she came close to the bed and leaned low over Kunqu.
The artist was waiting for this, even waiting for a very long time. He was tired of lying with his eyes closed. Drowsiness periodically carried him into its warm embrace, but he fought courageously. Of course, he saw everything through loosely closed eyelids, what the girl was doing. And when she came close to his bed, he reacted with lightning speed. The girl tried to pull away when he began to kiss her, but quickly gave up. She didn't want to think about anything right now. She didn't need anyone except the person who was now passionately clinging to her lips, the rest of the world was gone. This kiss ended just like the first one, after a while the girl simply pulled away. The artist wanted to say something, but she just shook her head.
- I... No... Don't try to get up, you need to sleep. I'll be with you until midnight. After that I will go home. You don't have to say anything. You have been hurt and you need to rest.
But I need to tell you something! Yesterday's event...
- I asked you to be quiet. It will soon be midnight, and tomorrow you will return home!
-Troubles usually last three days until the moon is gone. Today is the third day.
-Yes? Well, now I will know about it. I thought of something similar, but I could not immediately formulate my thoughts. In any case, there is an hour left until midnight, I will be with you.
- Could you move the chair closer to me? - the artist asked, embarrassed, - When you are around, I become more confident. I'm beginning to believe that before midnight, in your company, would be safe for me.
-Not. I will stay here, - the girl said and Kunqu did not dare to object.
MAY'S RESTRAINT
The full moon is gone. After returning home, Kunqiu's life went upside down. He couldn't think of anything but Mei, those two kisses brought back memories. But the more he wanted to repeat, to feel her lips, the colder and more distant the girl became.
The artist did not understand why she was so cold. After all, it was absolutely clear that she had feelings for him, however, like himself. If the first time her kiss could mean that she was trying to bring him to his senses, then the second time her response to his kiss said a lot ... or nothing. Looking at how calm the girl in his pri ttvii, it began to seem to him that the second kiss simply did not happen. However, the headache that periodically reappeared when he gave his body too much stress reminded him of the events of that second evening of the full moon.
In the meantime, time passed, a year had already passed since the moment the girl appeared in Kunqu's life. That is, a year has already passed since the first meeting. Despite such a long time since the beginning of their acquaintance, Kunqu knew little more about the girl than on the day they saw each other for the first time. After informing Kim's manager of his desire to celebrate the first anniversary of the girl's work in his house, the artist asked to organize a party. All team members who worked in the agency were invited. Well, and, of course, Kim's manager handed an invitation to the hero of the occasion. The girl's first impulse was to refuse, but looking at the manager, she realized that nothing would work out.
Smiling sweetly, she just nodded and informed the manager that she was taking the day off because she needed to get ready for the party. The manager immediately stopped smiling, but there was nothing to do, the girl was right, she needed to prepare. When the girl arrived at the restaurant, the whole team was already there. Manager Kim introduced her to those present and invited her to the table. However, for some reason the artist was late. The girl was worried, but realizing that the artist still had one day before the time of the full moon, she calmed down. Mei put a moon phase calendar on her phone and checked it regularly. She hated herself, but at the same time she was very worried about Kunqiu. She was scared to imagine what surprises the full moon was preparing for the artist again. While she was thinking, there was some kind of excitement, noise, and Kunqu entered the hall. Twelve people in dress uniform followed the artist, each of them had a basket with different flowers.
Coming to the middle of the hall, the artist and his companions stopped. There was a pause, and all eyes were on Mei. Not quite understanding what was happening, the girl, nevertheless, got up. Kim's manager approached her and offered her his hand. Mei hesitated a little, but was unable to respond negatively to this gesture of friendship. As Mei walked, fiddlers came out of two side doors and music began to play. Everything that happened was like a cheap melodrama, but it was probably impossible to stop the action.
Manager Kim led May to the middle of the room and returned to her seat. Kunqiu signaled to the people who were carrying flower baskets, and soon there were flower baskets near Mei on both sides. Those present began to applaud. Mei blushed, it seemed to her that she was being mocked, she was being played, but looking at the people who were applauding, she saw only smiles of encouragement and admiration.
- And once again, hello, - Kunqu spoke into the microphone, - I'm glad to see you all here today! As you understand, today I decided to introduce you to a new member of our team. I want to thank this brave girl for saving me, and today is a round date, exactly a year has passed since this girl entered my door. Maybe some of the team do not know, but my girl works as a housekeeper, she receives a salary on a par with all other office workers. Her work is very difficult, in fact, the housekeeper is a member of the family. When Mrs. O left, I...
At some point, the girl stopped listening to Kunqiu, it seemed to her that her body was split in two. One half of the body is standing here, while the other half remained where she saw the mourning photograph of her friend. Then Mei took a friend's hairpin as a keepsake so that she would never be forgotten.
When Kunqiu finished speaking, he extended his hand to Mei and seated her at the table next to him.
BOTTLE OF SOJU, HERE IS THE SOLUTION TO ALL PROBLEMS
Mei was embarrassed, but tried not to show it. Her eyes wandered and finally landed on a bottle of soju, and it occurred to her that she had seen a clue. Sometimes only alcohol can help in such a situation. Mei usually got drunk slowly, but this time she drank shot after shot almost without snacking. But, unfortunately, the blissful intoxication did not come. Kunqu looked at her from time to time, and although she pretended not to notice these glances, they burned her and reminded her of how sweet it was when he pulled her to him and kissed her. Mei had to go to the ladies' room. Standing up and taking a few bold steps, she suddenly felt that her legs could not support her. However, by an effort of will, which was still strong, she forced herself to go forward. Turning around, she saw that the artist was looking at her anxiously. Trying to smile as carelessly as possible, the girl waved her hand to the owner. She reached the ladies' room, even managed to open the tap, which doubled and tripled, but things did not go further than this, she could not understand which of the three jets of water was real. Tired of this useless business, she decided that a lot of time had passed and her owner was bored, and moved in the direction of the hall where her manager Kim, the owner, and her new friends were waiting. However, no matter how hard the girl tried, she could not find the right path. H Finally, she thought she found the door to the hall, but it was the door to the pantry. The intoxication she had been waiting for finally arrived, but somehow at the wrong time. Trying to open the pantry door, the girl smiled blissfully, and it seemed that a little more, and she would be where her beloved master is now. Now that she didn't have to pretend, she only wanted to love him. However, if she didn't open the damn door, she wouldn't be able to tell him how much she loved him. The door handle did not give in, the girl twisted it and pushed, even began to persuade her to open it, but nothing worked. Desperate, the girl slid down the door and sat on the floor, she cried and called Kunqiu. At that moment, our artist found her. Hearing what she was saying, he slowed down a little.
The drunken girl was sitting near the pantry door and confessing her love to him. Or rather, not even so, the drunk girl was sitting near the pantry door, and confessed her love, because she was sure, probably, that the artist was not around.
Kunqu was a little confused, he did not want the girl to be embarrassed. However, when she saw him, the girl waved her hand and laughed out loud.
- Yeah, there you are! And I'm waiting for you, waiting, I say that I love you, but you still don't go. I wanted to go back to the hall myself, but I couldn't find it. They say that the devil drives in circles! - the girl laughed again, and suddenly screamed, - Let's break this door! No, - May suddenly thought, - let's go home, I want to kiss you! You are so cute now! Make that face again! You look like my favorite plush toy! Well, make that face again! However, no, I changed my mind, I want another drink, will you show me to the table?
Kunqu wanted to take the girl outside, but he couldn’t do it, the girl resisted and asked the owner to take her to the hall. Finally manager Kim came running and said that the car was already waiting outside. Together they persuaded the girl, who was naughty and eager to drink, and put her in the car. When the girl was finally in her room, Kunqiu sighed freely. While we were driving home, the girl sang that Kunqu song, to which she picked up the accompaniment, and said some nonsense. Quite a lot of time had passed and it was time for her to sober up, but with every minute she only became more and more drunk.
However, when they entered the house, she said that she would go to her room herself. The artist did not object, he just sat down exhaustedly at the table and poured himself some water. Then he cautiously looked into Mrs. O's room, the girl was already in her pajamas, she was lying across the bed, laughing and talking to herself.
When she saw her master, she waved to him in greeting.
Kunqu was surprised, in front of him was now a completely different girl, friendly, cheerful, even loving. It was a pity to realize that when the morning came, the impregnable Mei would again be in front of him. Well, yes, the morning had to survive. A cheerful girl was about to go to the second round. Alcohol was freely available in this house, if the girl wanted to drink more, then the artist could not stop her.
Luckily, she got up a little and collapsed onto the bed again.
After making sure that Mei was comfortable and comfortable, the artist went up to his second floor.
Twilight was just coming into its own, but the artist decided that he needed to sleep. Tomorrow the next three-day lunar phase began, and it would be better for him to meet it fully armed. The artist woke up from the fact that he felt that he was not alone in bed. Someone slept next to him and hugged him in his sleep. Focusing, the artist saw a familiar pajama. It was in it that May was when he left her room. The girl's hand was thin and almost weightless, however, when he tried to remove this hand from himself, the girl clung to him even more tightly. After that, the artist just lay and looked at her. Dawn slowly crept into the room, but it was still rather dark. The artist closed his eyes. The beauty of the girl acted like a magnet on him, he restrained himself with great difficulty. He once again tried to move away, but suddenly he saw Mei's wide eyes. There was a pause. The man tried to say something, but the girl moved towards him again with lightning speed and kissed him.
They just overslept the three-day phase of the moon. Love, like a magnet, attracted them to each other, and did not let them move away. The hops were long gone, but Mae acted the same as she did in the restaurant after countless drinks.
This girl was a mystery. Kunqiu loved her so much that it even hurt him. And also scary. He was afraid that some more time would pass, and he would find that cold and unapproachable Mei next to him, but, fortunately, this did not happen. The three-day phase came and went, and it was necessary to return to the real world.
It seemed to Kunqiu that his life had just begun. Everything before that drunken night turned out to be unimportant. It seemed to him that all his life he had been going to this very night. Some ancient instincts woke up in him, jealousy, the desire to protect his woman from the whole world, bestial fury that shook his body, as soon as he thought that someone could take away his May from him. .
However, the world persistently knocked on his door, and called on the phone. On the morning of the fourth day, he told May that today's shooting would not last long, only until 3 pm. However, May only smiled blissfully and said that she would be waiting for him in bed. The girl did not know that after these fatal words, the filming process could be stopped for a long time. The artist's hand reached for the phone, he wanted to weave something to the manager and stay at home, but with a huge effort of will he nevertheless pulled himself together. However, after that, for a long time he could not understand why, why on earth should he leave his woman and go out of the house, to people who were strangers to him in general?
The film crew was in seventh heaven. So the artist has never played before! He cried and laughed, his role was played with such feeling that the screenwriter burst into tears. The manager suggested that the artist fell in love with his co-star in the film. Kunqu was really in love, though not with his partner, and he wanted all the people around him to share his feeling.
I AM A BAD GIRL
Love bloomed red.
Mei was in love, but the more she loved her actor, the scarier she became. She knew her mission had failed!
I'm talking about cleaning, what do you think?
All month she did not touch the vacuum cleaner and other cleaning equipment.
But seriously, Mei really had a mission and the more she loved Kunqiu, the more she understood that everything was lost. She tried to remember how she lived before meeting with the actor, but she did not succeed.
That morning she decided to walk around the house.
Dust and dirt everywhere!
The girl's hands itched to do the cleaning, but there was no strength. She went to bed too late, because the light kisses suddenly turned into a heavier and hotter phase, then they chatted, then she wanted to dance the tango. She was looking for her red dress for a long time, and then they went to the dressing room to pick up a suit for the Kunqu tango.
They could not find the music, argued, then, finally, both liked the same melody and they began to dance. However, they were only enough for one dance, the bodies were so hot that it was just right to apply ice, however, this problem had a solution, and the lovers quickly took advantage of it.
Then... Then the morning came too quickly. Kunqu had a heroic dream after a night of exploits, the alarm clock could not wake him up, Mei decided to help this.
After seeing off her beloved, the girl wanted to wash the dishes, but she had no strength. She decided that she needed to get some sleep, and then when she woke up, she could think about cleaning.
But when she woke up, her lover returned.
They went to have dinner in a restaurant, then she saw a river tram leaving the shore, and immediately wanted to ride. Their choice fell on a tram for romantic dates. The tram was decorated so beautifully that it was breathtaking. The plates were made in the shape of a heart, and the dishes in them were unusually tasty. Above the tables were arches of fresh flowers, and on the screen were shots from the favorite movie of both lovers, I'm talking about the movie "Roman Holiday". While they were having dinner, and the tram was slowly moving forward, a trio of guitarists came on deck. Flamenco-style music excited and heated the blood, and the tram was still moving in its unhurried rhythm. Bored, May suddenly remembered that she had not kissed for a long time and wanted to go down into the depths of the tram. The actor slightly resisted, he did not immediately understand the idea of \u200b\u200bhis beautiful lady, but while he was thinking, the tram had already landed on the shore. The moment was lost. The bodies were again so hot that it seemed that steam was coming from them.
Kunqiu hailed a taxi, but the taxi, as luck would have it, was driving very slowly, and the man's kisses became more and more bold. As soon as the taxi pulled up to the house, the artist picked up his beautiful burden and almost ran to the front door of his house.
And today, Kunqiu hurriedly told Mei on the phone that his mother was coming to his house. Mom went with an inspection. Once every six months she made such visits, although her son was always dissatisfied with this.
Mei jumped up and tried to remove at least something.
It was impossible!
To cope with the blockages of dirt that had accumulated over the month, it took a day. And then two. Mei was sick with fear, but she tried to control herself. The girl began to think how to get out of the situation and, it seems, came up with.
She collected several buckets of water, brought them to the front door, and then spilled them. By the time mother came, it was already possible to swim in the hallway. Mother was terribly frightened when the door opened and water poured on her feet. May bowed to her mother and told her that the faucet in the kitchen had been blown off. Of course, she, May, had already called the plumbers, but while the plumbers were on their way, she had to take measures so that the water would not flood the entire area. Mother was upset, she even offered her help, but Mei courageously refused. The girl told her mother that she was young and strong and would last until the plumbers arrived. Fortunately, at that moment the artist appeared and sent my mother home. He was taken aback by how drastically Mei solved the problem of cleaning, but only laughed at her resourcefulness and of course did not scold evushka.
But the girl was dissatisfied with herself.
When Kunqiu came up to kiss his Mei, she decided to turn his feelings around today in a different direction. Cleaning has begun. By midnight everything was gone. May thought that her beloved was tired and wanted to sleep, but she did not take into account one aspect. Kunqu worked hard and demanded a reward for his work. During the work, Mei sat on the throne. She asked Kunqiu to put a chair on the table so that she could see the man's muscles when he was cleaning. The wishes of the queen were fulfilled, and then it was the turn to fulfill the wishes of the king.
In general, sometimes it is useful not to clean the house for a long time.
And by the way, my mother was delighted with the endurance of the young housekeeper, her courage and courage, she liked how the girl courageously waited for the plumbers, did not get scared and did not cry.
HOW I LIVED BEFORE I MEETE YOU?
One evening, the girl told her lover that she needed a three-day vacation. Her friends came from America and she wanted to show them Seoul. She had already agreed with her grandparents that her friends would settle in the guest half of the house. And of course, Mei was going to spend the whole three days at her grandparents' house too.
The artist was rather frivolous about the decision of the girl.
What are three days, he thought? It's just a few specks of dust on the face of time."
He decided that he could easily get through this time without Mei.
However, when he returned home, he felt a whole range of feelings: boredom, jealousy, annoyance, and, most importantly, loneliness. Without Mae, the house was huge and empty. He wandered around the house and tried to remember his life before the girl burst into this life and reshaped it in her own way. He could not remember how he spent long days and nights alone, what he felt, what he thought about.
He turned the TV on and off, picked up a book, but immediately put it down. Then he went upstairs to the room under the roof to look through the telescope at the stars. A little later, looking at his watch, he was surprised to see that only two hours had passed. However, the man reminded himself that he had pride and would not give up so easily. He decided to call a friend and have a drink with him at the bar. But a friend said he had a date. He called a couple more friends, they were busy with the same thing that the first friend was busy with.
It was so insulting, everyone had dates, and only he was left alone that evening without a couple. And at that moment a thought occurred to him, which should have come immediately. He asked himself, why didn't the girl take him with her? Why didn't you want to meet your friends? And then mistress jealousy instantly clouded his mind. As soon as he thought that his girlfriend was somewhere where there were a lot of men, loud music, and a sea of alcohol, he immediately rushed for outerwear to call a taxi and go to where his Mei was now. However, the girl's phone did not answer, and it was indecent to go to the house of her grandparents and ask where Mei is now. Thus passed the first evening.
The bed was cold, and the artist could not find the right position for the body. It was chilly and boring. And it was also extremely embarrassing. He didn't understand how a girl could be like that. How could she be silent all evening and even turn off the phone? Kunqu fell asleep very upset.
The second day of separation has begun, fortunately the artist had very important scenes in the film today, it was necessary to prepare them before shooting began. This work took all day, almost until late in the evening. The artist really hoped that by the time he returned home, his girlfriend would already be at home. However, the house was still empty and cold. Kunqu was truly offended. Are American friends really that important to her? Even more important than him? The third day was the hardest, five times the artist caught himself thinking that he should spit on the shooting and urgently go to the place where May's grandparents live, but he restrained himself. And only when the fourth day came, he realized that something was wrong. The actor immediately called manager Kim, and manager Kim called his grandfather. The grandfather said that the grandmother had fallen and injured her hand. All three days May was in the hospital with her grandmother, and slept there, on an armchair, next to her grandmother's bed.
When Mei returned home, the artist asked her what happened to her American friends?
The girl said that she hired a professional guide to her friends, who showed Seoul even better than she, Mei, would have shown it. Of course, the actor did not tell the girl how hard it was for him to get these three days. All that he understood, what he learned from this story, was that he would never let the girl go away from him again, not for three days, not for a day, not even for an hour.
THIS IS A MONTH AND A HALF PASSED
One day his precious girlfriend fell ill. She was dizzy and nauseous. The man was numb with fear, all sorts of horrors seemed to him. When Mae wasn't better by the third day, he almost carried her to the car. The girl was pale and even some kind of blue, that is, her skin became some kind of blue tint.
The doctors took away his precious May, and he waited in the hallway. When the doctor invited him into the office, he began to wait with fear for the verdict, what he heard, it seemed unbelievable to him. The doctor said that Mei and him, the actor Kunqiu, are having a baby. It seemed to the artist that his ears were stuffed with cotton wool, an airplane was buzzing somewhere, a doctor was saying something, and Kuntsyu strained his hearing with all his might, but could not hear at all. Finally he felt that someone was shaking him.
-Are you okay? the doctor asked
- Yes, everything is fine, - the artist tried to catch his breath, - could you repeat it again?
- Well, I repeat, the doctor smiled, - you will have a baby!
Kunqiu was overwhelmed with such delight that he wanted to fall on his knees and pray to no one knows whom.
However, when Mei was brought in, the excitement subsided. The girl looked so miserable. She felt so bad!
Kunqu stroked her all the way home and promised that everything would be fine.
He said that he dreamed about this child all his life, but it seems May did not even understand what he was talking about.
THIS CANNOT BE!
As you remember, the last chapter ended with another lucky man learning that he would soon become a father.
It seemed to Kunq that at the moment when he found out about this, the earth stopped its run for a brief moment. Everything ceased to exist in the world, only he, his adored May and their unborn child remained.
However, reality suddenly intervened, and the earth slightly accelerated its run.
- Oh, when will this poisoning pass, - May groaned, - I need to go home. Grandpa and Grandma must be worried.
“Darling,” Kunqu went up to Mei and stroked her hand, “you don’t understand, this is not poisoning. The doctor said you are pregnant.
- What nonsense, - Mei laughed, - dear, we need to change the doctor! Let's go to bed, - the girl playfully rubbed herself against her lover's shoulder, - I missed you so much this morning!
- But, my love, the doctor said! - Kunqu started, but was stopped by the cry of a girl
- No, shut up, I don't want to! May blushed and, clenching her fists, rushed to her room, “If you don’t love me anymore, I’ll go home right now!”
Kunqu awkwardly stomped in front of the room, but did not dare to enter. When the sobs subsided and silence reigned in the house, Kunqu quietly entered the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Mei was so beautiful it took his breath away. The tears were not yet dry on her beautiful face, and this face was so young that it seemed to Kunq that he had seduced a very young girl, and this made him uncomfortable.
Kissing Mei tenderly, he covered her and quietly left the room.
True, he was afraid to go far, and decided to stay in the kitchen for the time being.
He was already over forty years old, he knew and understood a lot, but the situation that happened today took him by surprise. Asking a question on a search engine, he seemed to soon figure out exactly what was going on with Mei.
May denied that she was pregnant, in a good way she should have been taken to the doctor, she needed psychological help.
And then for the first time, Kunqu thought about what would happen next.
He completely forgot that the girl has relatives, a mother, grandparents. Soon her position will become apparent, and before that moment they need to get married. Today, Kunqiu was the least worried about how the media and fans would react to his upcoming marriage. More than anything, he was worried about Mei and the baby. His family, of course, will be shocked, but they will accept Mei without talking, but the rest of the world will be hysterical. Kunqiu presented the headlines like this: "Popular actor Kunqiu's housekeeper is pregnant by her master"
Kunchu shivered. He thought he had to avoid it at all costs, not because he was afraid for his career, but because he was afraid for May. Angry fans will be ready for anything when they find out the truth.
Mei slept peacefully, and Kunqiu was afraid to go up to his bedroom, afraid to leave her alone, and so he lay down next to Mei and hugged her. The girl was no longer angry, she also hugged her man and silence reigned in the house.
However, waking up in the morning, the man did not find his beloved.
There was a note on the dining table:
"I went home, then I'll go to work. Don't be bored. And don't touch the underwear! I'll iron it myself."
Kunqiu realized that Mei continued to deny her position and was trying to live the way she lived before the doctor informed them of the impending addition of the family. A man all his life dreamed of an independent, unlike the rest of the woman. It seems that the Lord heard his prayers, but now Kunqiu had to appreciate what the Lord had sent him.
The actor decided to go to the doctor again, the doctor was a friend of his family and was in solidarity with Kunqu on the issue of secrecy about the upcoming birth of a child. May denied pregnancy, and so the doctor advised that if everything remained the same, she would need to see a psychologist, but not earlier than in a month. Now neither the mother nor the child is in danger. So Mei can now live the way she lived before. But in a month it will be necessary to do an ultrasound examination to understand whether the child is healthy, whether it is developing correctly.
In the evening, when Mei returned, Kunqiu did not return to the issue of pregnancy again. All he asked was that Mei quit her part-time job where she taught English to negligent students.
Mei objected, she said she needed money, but Kunqiu He said that he would raise her salary from tomorrow. Mae wanted to say that she would consider this proposal, but she again twisted. Weakness and nausea came on suddenly.
When it was all over, Kunqu wiped her beloved's face with a wet towel, she did not let herself be washed, she felt sick at the mere sight of the bathroom. Taking her in his arms, he felt how small and light she was. He cradled his beautiful burden for half the night, and then, at last, Mei fell asleep soundly.
In the morning, Kunqiu had to go to the other side of the city, there was an advertising shoot coming up, and he was afraid to leave Mei alone.
- Dear, - in the morning Mei fawned over Kuntsyu and looked into his eyes, - remember, yesterday you promised me to raise my salary?
- Yes. - Kunqiu carefully looked at Mei, - I remember. You agree?
“Actually,” Mei hesitated, “oh, it seems to be starting again!”
The girl turned pale, but, thank God, it did not come to nausea.
- So, - summed up Kuntsu, - you sit at home, you wait until ... - The actor looked at the girl, - until the poisoning is over, I take care of everything else. Call the agency where you are registered as a tutor and refuse. And I, as promised, will raise your salary.
- Well, - the girl lowered her head, - it would be over quickly, otherwise I can’t even cook. Be sick. Did the doctor give me pills for poisoning? I don't remember, it was like a fog.
- Yes. - Kunqu decided not to argue with Mei for the time being, and to do as the doctor advised. It would be his will, and if Mei accepted her pregnancy, they would urgently get married, and then many questions would disappear. - I have already bought them and now I will explain what pills and vitamins you need to drink during the day. If you drink as the doctor said, you will soon feel better. I'm afraid to leave you alone, can you handle it? Can I cancel the shoot?
- Here's another, - May laughed, - because of such trifles! No, do what you planned. And I'll go to sleep. I will sleep so that the day goes by quickly and you come back to me.
Kunqiu's heart was heavy, but he saw no other options. Until Mei accepts that she is pregnant, he cannot act.
The day dragged on endlessly. Mei did not answer, he called her thirty times, but they did not pick up the phone.
When he finally got home, he found that May was not at home, and there was a note on the table.
"Went with a friend to a nightclub. See you soon!"
Kunqu sat down, what to do now, he simply did not know. Mei's phone was still unanswered, when he entered the girl's room, he found that she had not even taken her phone with her. The phone lay empty on the floor.
IT HAPPENED TO ME
While the actor was collecting his thoughts, the director of the agency called him and said that tomorrow there would be a meeting with fans in the city of Daegu. This meeting had been planned for a long time, and it was impossible to say that the director's message sounded like a bolt from the blue. Everything was agreed and planned for a long time, only the artist could not go anywhere now. However, he, of course, did not say this to the director of the agency. Now he needed to urgently find Mei, and only then he could think about future plans. He found the addresses of nightclubs on the Internet, but he understood what would happen if he entered the club without security. Now, when the shooting of the new film was underway, there was a ban on the movements of the actor alone. The situation was stalemate, he could not go anywhere alone, but he could not not go either. The thought that Mei might hurt herself terrified him. Kunqiu changed into jeans and a hoodie, put on a baseball cap and dark glasses, and headed out the door. He did not plan anything, he decided to improvise along the way. Luckily, the door banged and Mei appeared at the door.
Entering the house, Mei looked at the actor with eyes full of horror for several minutes, and then staggered and fell.
Kunqu rushed towards her.
When the girl came to her senses, she clung to the man and pulled him to her.
"I'm pregnant," she whispered in his ear.
- Yes, - Kuntsyu hugged her, - have you finally come to terms with this?
- With what? - the girl was surprised
- Because she's pregnant!
- No, I don't believe it, but my friend told me! I felt bad at the club, and she told me... Imagine, I prove to her that it was poisoning, and she tells me that I'm pregnant. A friend said the poisoning couldn't last that long. And I told her...
Mei's voice trailed off.
- What? - said Kunzu.
- In general, I almost beat her! She was saved only by the fact that I again became ill. And here I am now...
Darling, what do we do now?
- We'll get married and have a baby! That's all.
- No, It is Immpossible! What if someone finds out? What about your fans? What about my relatives? What about your mother and father? Lord, what to do?
- Take it easy. I'm nearby.
- Or maybe ... Maybe an abortion?
- What?!!!
Kunqu was so startled that his vision went dark. Now it was time for Mei to pump out the actor.
However, Mei immediately abandoned the idea of an abortion, she looked at the actor with eyes full of tears and seemed not even to hear what Kunqiu was saying. - Everything is fine. We will overcome everything together, - the man tried to calm the girl, but again she did not hear him.
“I will go to America,” the girl suddenly said after a pause, “and I will give birth to a rebbe na there.
- And what about me? - the actor laughed, - will you leave alone? Will you leave me here?
- Yes, - the girl looked around in bewilderment. - Will not work. I can't live without you. How will I live without you? I can't breathe without you. And if I can't breathe, then the baby can't either! May felt for the first time in her life that she would actually have a baby. She stroked her still flat stomach and said, - baby, do you want me to sing you a song that your dad sings?
And Mei quietly sang the Kunqiu song.
The actor was so shocked by the abrupt transition from complete denial to complete acceptance that he simply remained silent for several minutes. He was speechless and had tears in his eyes! Taking a deep breath, he cautiously asked:
- And why did you call the child baby?
Because we're having a girl! She will be the most beautiful and the happiest!
- Good. So be it, - with a blissful smile, the man could only whisper.
For some reason, he and May switched to a whisper.
BLIND DATE AGAIN
They called from an agency that organizes blind dates and was reminded that tomorrow the artist will have to go on such a date. The artist was supposed to go on this date two months ago, but moved it to tomorrow's date. If only Kunqiu knew that in these two months his life would change so much! But there was nothing to do, if he refused today's date, his mother would immediately know about it. Firstly, she would be very upset, and secondly, she would ask uncomfortable questions, and therefore the artist decided to still go on this date.
In South Korea, young people take blind dates quite easily; girls and boys sometimes go on these dates collectively, in companies of five or ten people. Such dates go with a bang at a young age, they go especially well in a cafe, with cheerful music that sounds in the background.
All this, as you know, on a blind date, where the artist went, was not supposed. Kunqiu did not tell Mei anything about where he was going. He did not want to excite the girl, he knew how she felt about such dates.
And yet, of course, he understood that the situation was wrong, but did not want to worry his mother. In addition, he was sure that he was participating in this event just for show, to be left behind. He knew that no matter how beautiful the girl who came on a date was, she would not be able to take a place in Kunqu's heart, because only Mei was in his heart now. In general, he treated the date as an unpleasant job to be done and forgotten.
And now Kuntsyu found himself in a familiar place. The man understood that he had come here for the last time. And therefore, his task was to get out of the situation in which he found himself thanks to the care of his mother as worthily as possible.
He immediately did not like the voice of the girl who came on a date with him. The girl's voice first dropped to a whisper, then rose to such heights that he wanted to close his ears. The girl did not answer the questions that the man asked, but she talked a lot and at length about something of her own. The artist already wanted to end the date, when suddenly the girl fell silent, and then screamed at the whole meeting room.
- Oh, I know you! I know your voice. I recognize him! Just yesterday, my friend and I watched a drama where you are the main character. Ah, I love you! Let's go, we'll tell the agency right away that we've found each other!
- You are mistaken, - anticipating the bad, the artist said, - I am not an actor, I work in a different field.
- No, - the girl squealed, - it's you! Just try to refuse! I'll get you out of the ground. You're my! Just yesterday, my friend and I got into a fight when she said that she was prettier than me and that she would definitely marry you. And now, what a coincidence, today I met with you, and I will not refuse this chance for anything, do not even hope. And if it's not you, then show yourself, prove to me that your name is different.
Realizing that the situation was out of control, the man simply hurried out of the room. The girl shouted something after him, but he did not hear it. The administrator quickly realized what was happening, probably such cases were not uncommon here, and therefore, less than five minutes had passed before the artist was already returning home. Already driving away from the building where the date was held, it seemed to him that a girl was chasing his car. Luckily, she couldn't see who was in the car. The car windows were tinted. The artist was seriously annoyed, although, on reflection, he realized that the administration was not to blame for anything. When he was already at home, his mother called him. Later, the man regretted that he could not restrain himself, and the mother was very upset. He told his mother everything without concealment and said that he would not go on such dates again. After that, he turned off his phone.
WEDDING
It made no sense to hide what was happening, and soon both families were informed that Kunqiu and Mei intended to get married. Let's leave out the shock that both families experienced when they found out that not only the wedding, but also the birth of a baby awaits them ahead. However, Kunqiu's parents were happier with this outcome than grandparents. May. The old people were responsible for their granddaughter in front of May's mother and were worried that mom would be shocked! They even tried to call her, but Mae's mom was unavailable lately, May's stepdad was touring somewhere in the wilds of Malaysia and mom, as always, followed him.
Kunqiu's mother suggested that the lovers move in with them for a while, because Mei was left alone in the house all day, but the artist gently rejected this offer. After some time, grandparents also accepted the upcoming marriage of their granddaughter, and the whole large family began to prepare for the holiday. This time was the happiest time for this man and woman! There was no longer any need to hide anything from others or from ourselves. Love woke up every morning in this house. However, the girl was still worried about the fact that when everything was revealed, there would be a big scandal, there would be threats from the fans. The artist was sure that there were no people in his family who would talk about the upcoming wedding, but just in case, he strengthened security measures. Immediately after the wedding, the newlyweds planned to fly to Los Angeles. After that, and May insisted on this, the artist had to return to South Korea alone, and then fly to America closer to the birth. The whole family resisted this decision, but the girl reminded everyone present of the dirty scandal that fans made last year to other newlyweds, the artist, colleague Kunqiu, and his wife, when they dared to get married in defiance of the fans. This news did not leave the news sites for several months. After considering all the pros and cons, the relatives were forced to agree with May, especially since distant relatives of May and her friends lived in Los Angeles.
So, wedding.
Kunqiu's love and care was present in every moment of this wedding, but the apotheosis of the wedding was the song, that beautiful song that Mei had once picked up the accompaniment to. The dome of the building in which the wedding took place suddenly lit up, because the shutters parted like a flower. The rays of the sun illuminated the bride, who was so beautiful that it took her breath away. And then the beam of light moved to the newlywed man. Kunqu sat at the piano, he played and sang for his beautiful girlfriend. But he was especially happy that not only Mei and everyone present heard this song, he was sure that the song that dad sings is now heard by his child, his little daughter. He believed with all his heart to his precious May that they would have a daughter.
After they exchanged rings and swore eternal love, fireworks suddenly started. When it ended, diamond hearts descended on tiny parachutes into the hands of everyone who came to the ceremony. They were real diamonds, only very tiny. People laughed and caught parachutes, and at that time the curtain slowly opened on the stage, and there, behind the curtain ... jets of water beat up, butterflies fluttered, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of flowers. When the dome over the lovers' heads opened completely, every drop from the fountain of love became visible in the sun's rays. The drops sparkled like a jewel and created a mood of delight.
After the ceremony came to an end and the newlyweds joined hands to step into a new life together, all the side doors swung open at once and many children in white clothes ran into the hall and formed a living corridor. Each child had a basket in their hands. The newlyweds walked among the children, and the children threw flower petals at the feet of the newlyweds.
This was impossible to forget!
Kunqiu's love rushed out and painted everything he touched. It seemed that if there was an opportunity, he would put his heart at Mei's feet, and not just flower petals.
HONEYMOON
Los Angeles.
The man seemed to be born again. In this city, in this country, he could live and breathe freely, of course, it would never have occurred to him to stay here forever, but as a rest from the eternal flashes of cameras, from secrets, from moving around the city, always accompanied by guards - this is It was a great opportunity to feel free. All twenty-four hours a day, his beautiful woman was next to him. They did not bother each other, on the contrary, it seemed to him that he could not get enough of this beautiful soulmate of his. Everything she talked about, everything she thought about, even what she was hiding from him at the moment, was important to him. He understood that lovers cannot and should not tell each other everything, but still he wanted his woman to be more frank and open with him. He felt that his wife had a secret. Several times he even tried to open the canopy of this secret, but Mei said that her secrets are like a secret room in Bluebeard's castle. If her man still gets into this room, they will have to sacrifice their love.
After these words, Mei laughed, said that she was joking, and asked Kunqiu not to make such a serious face.
In general, the husband realized that his wife has a secret that she does not want to reveal. In the end, he resigned himself to this, and told his precious woman that if she kept a secret that he wanted even save for his own good, he will try to put up with it.
They woke up late, after a run, the one who was in the mood that morning cooked, if no one was in the mood, they went to have breakfast at a cafe around the corner. And then the day slowly began to unfold in front of a couple in love. The sea was roaring five steps from the house where our lovers settled, the actor was surfing, and his woman was reading a book in the shade on how to be happy. She understood that it was simply impossible to become happier than they were now, but deep down she was a little afraid for her happiness and thought about how to protect him if someone encroached on her beautiful man.
In general, May thought and thought about how to remain always desired and loved for a loved one. Nausea, as well as dizziness, are a thing of the past. Mei blossomed and became even more beautiful. The desire of her man was that the beauty of his woman bloomed only for him, but he understood that this was not possible. Her husband's jealous gaze often rested on the male passers-by who couldn't take their eyes off this beauty, the beauty of his Mei.
Of course, his wife was in a position, but, firstly, in this country, where there were a lot of magnificent and beautiful women, all her fullness was not very conspicuous yet, and secondly, as it does not sound incredible, but with Mei grew prettier every week of her pregnancy.
The honeymoon was coming to an end, the actor was waiting for business, waiting for the shooting of a new film. When only a few days remained before the separation, the actor suddenly opposed the decision of his wife. The man said that he did not want to live in a house where his precious Mei would not be. Of course, he understood that his beloved woman would not be alone here, May introduced him to relatives and friends. The apartment he rented for her was five minutes from the hospital where she was due to give birth. In the event that childbirth begins and there is no one next to Mei, then she will be able to walk to the hospital even on foot.
In general, Kunqu seemed to have foreseen everything, but he did not think that he would be so bad, morally and physically, when he returned home alone. Every thing reminded him of his wife, even though she had not lived in this house for so long. Until filming began, he called his dear beauty every hour.
Mei never got tired and was never capricious because her husband was torturing her with his control, on the contrary, when one hour and a half passed, then two, and there was still no call from her husband, Mei was frightened and started calling herself.
These two were made for each other, and it seemed that there was nothing in the world that could separate them. The house Mei now lived in was new, just recently built. Behind the house was a beautiful garden, in the shade of which the woman spent all her days. The sea bored her as soon as her lover left her. To be honest, she, of course, felt bad alone. My husband called ten times a day, in the evening they chatted for a long time via video link, but still it was not the same. She lacked the warmth and care with which, like a warm blanket, her husband enveloped her with his love.
Mei did not rebel against the outcome of the decision she herself had made. She patiently endured loneliness, for the sake of that happy future that lay ahead of her.
One day she had a dream, she dreamed that she was climbing the highest mountain in the world, as part of a group of climbers. The path is long and endless. The load presses on her back, and the wind and snowflakes cut her face. In a dream, a woman tried to find her husband's face among those who walked nearby, but she never found it. The wind howled and cried, the plaintive howl of the wind was like the cry of a baby. In the dream, Mei listened to this crying and cried herself. Waking up in the morning from the call of her beloved husband, she found that her face was wet with tears. After laughing at her stupid dream, Mei nevertheless wrote it down in her diary. From the moment her father died, she wrote down all her strange dreams in a notebook. The mother was against it and often made fun of her, reading dreams written in uneven letters in her daughter's diary. If Mae's father were alive, he would have understood her desire to bring a piece of memory from her dream into the day, but her mother never understood this.
Mom was a very rational person.
Speaking of mom, tomorrow she flew to Los Angeles to see her daughter after a long separation. Mom was glad that her daughter married a famous person, but was in no hurry to get to know him.
In general, it seemed that my mother was only interested in what was connected with her current husband. Mei did not judge her, she was like her mother in these qualities. Mei was also devoted to her husband and was interested in every little thing that made up her husband's day and night. The day slowly moved forward, and Mei still could not forget her dream. She still couldn't forget the feeling of unease that gripped her just before she woke up. In her dream, one of the climbers gave her a red walkie-talkie to listen to breaking news. There was anxiety on the climber’s face, it seemed that just about, a little more, May would find out what was wrong, but at that moment, as I said, she was awakened by out of the husband. And she woke up.
MAY WAS RIGHT
Somehow information was leaked to the press that Kunqiu got married. Reporters were on duty near the actor's house day and night. And here the man realized that now he will always trust the intuition of his wife. May seemed to have foreseen the hysteria that was unfolding around the actor's life now. Someone even sniffed out that Kunqiu married his housekeeper. The man thanked God for the fact that his wife is now far from here. If the woman were in Korea right now, she would be in physical danger at the hands of female fans. Fortunately, everything was not so tragic, because none of the journalists knew where May was now.
Gradually, everything returned to normal, the journalists switched to another victim, and readers and viewers did not receive significant confirmation that their favorite actor was married.
Kunqu had no intention of keeping his marriage a secret.
He was waiting for the baby to be born and for his wife to return to Korea. After that, he wanted to organize a press conference and tell everything himself. But of course, it was too early to do it now. The baby was not yet born, and Mei was far from her homeland. The actor stepped up security measures and asked the director of the agency to check on everyone who works at the agency.
There were two months left before the birth, when the actor received a note.
The note read: “I know everything - it was you! You can't hide from me, you are mine. She's not worth you and that's why she'll die"
Everything was very bad, the actor did not like such stories, but this was the cost of his work. When he was younger, he received such letters in batches. But this situation was different in that the note mentioned his wife. The note also contained a threat. Someone hated his wife so much that he threatened her with death. The police did not find anyone, there were prints on the note, but they were not registered in the database. The note was simply thrown into the mailbox. The actor did not tell May about this, but she herself found out about it. Someone in the police blabbed about this story, and journalists - vultures again flocked to the actor's house. The information got into the news media, and therefore the actor did not deny the obvious when Mei called. The woman's voice was calm, but still the actor preferred that his woman did not know all this.
There was a week left until the reunion with his wife. As the couple planned, a month before the birth of the baby, the actor was going to fly to Los Angeles.
ACCIDENT ON THE AIRCRAFT
Mei was already waiting for her beloved, and Kunqiu's plane could not take off, the passengers whispered that the plane was booby-trapped. Passengers were urgently evacuated. The airport administration spent a long time checking the lists of passengers in order to understand who could have carried explosives on the plane. The actor, along with the passengers, was waiting in the airport waiting room for the moment when they would finally deal with this situation, when they announced on the speakerphone that the passengers of his flight were waiting in the second terminal. The landing began, the airport authorities were especially attentive to all the details, and the landing stretched out for two hours. However, the passengers did not complain, they knew that the authorities were concerned about their safety. Kunqu said goodbye to manager Kim, who was forced to return due to Kunqiu being unable to fly.
But the troubles did not end there either, as soon as the plane began to taxi to the runway, an order came from the flight control center that the plane stopped, because the passengers would have to return to the terminal again. There was a rumor that the flight was being delayed due to the fact that another high-ranking passenger was to join the passengers. The passenger was running late and that's why all this explosive turmoil was initiated. Like it or not, the man did not know, of course, that no one told him that the flight was delayed due to the fact that explosives were found in the cabin - this was unofficial information that passengers shared in a whisper with each other. The actor was very doubtful that the flight was delayed precisely because of this. But the new version, which was passed from mouth to mouth between passengers, also did not look like the truth.
The plane took off an hour later. When they were told to turn off their phones and fasten their seat belts on the speakerphone, the actor wrote to May that they would meet soon and turned off the phone. The plane landed, the passengers left the airport, but the unpleasant surprises for the actor did not end there.
Someone told reporters that South Korean actor Kunqiu should take this flight. The actor was quite popular all over the world, but in America his popularity was not so high.
His previous visits to America had been uneventful, and therefore Kunqu was not very happy now with the reception he received from American journalists. Without answering any questions, he hurriedly went to where those who met him were waiting.
GIRL
May was right, the couple really had to have a girl. The ultrasound confirmed the mother's suspicions. After the artist returned to his woman, the whole world ceased to exist for him. All the phones were turned off, now only the two of them are left in the whole world. That is, what happened I eat so long dreamed of an actor in separation. The man got the ultrasound result countless times. Of course, Mei had sent him the ultrasound picture over the phone a long time ago, but Kunqiu just couldn't get enough of the original right now. Finally May got tired of it, she took the result of the ultrasound and put it in the drawer of the nightstand.
- Enough, - the woman laughed, - soon the baby will be born and you will see her in reality, and not in the photo. In the meantime, let's go to the bedroom and I'll tell you about how long I've been waiting for you.
Of course, the actor could not refuse this offer.
Everything was the same as on the honeymoon, except that Mae couldn't stay in one position for long now. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't sit, her back was aching, there were many other annoying little things, but the woman only frowned and laughed. This does not mean that the actor sat next to her all day long. The beach, the sea and the sun were all for him. Kunqiu was a sea god, and Mei sat under the visor of her umbrella and enjoyed the beautiful body of her tall sea god. She also loved to swim very much, and it was very easy for her to imagine that in three or four years they would be able to swim in the waters of this sea all three of them, he, she and their baby.
There was very little time left before the birth, when in the morning, going out onto the porch of the house, Mei saw a letter. Suspecting nothing, she picked up the paper, unfolded it, and froze. The letter contained threats, threatened to kill her and the baby. The woman turned white, she did not know what to do, there was a ringing in her head and it became empty. In this state, the actor found her. The police arrived, there was a lot of ado about nothing, as a result, no one and nothing was found, and they left home.
The actor urgently changed the apartment. The apartment was uncomfortable and far from the sea, but these drastic measures did not help, the next morning a letter with threats came again, but to a new address. The man changed his apartment agency and they moved into a third apartment. Mei was terrible to look at, she was haggard and not feeling well. The artist did not care about all sorts of scandals and speculation, he would like to take his beloved home. In Korea, there were also many excellent clinics where their baby could be born, but the fact was that at such a time a woman simply could not fly on an airplane. The airlines simply wouldn't let her on board. That day, the man suddenly discovered that their refrigerator was empty and was about to go to the store. Mei followed him, citing the fact that, despite her poor condition, she needed to walk. In fact, she was simply afraid to be alone at home. Kunzyu understood her. They walked, hugging, from time to time he turned May to him and kissed. The woman's heart melted from these kisses, her cheeks turned pink, and her eyes shone. They approached the crossing, the traffic light turned green, the couple took only a few steps, when suddenly Mae saw a car rushing towards them. She managed to react, her strength suddenly increased and she pushed her husband onto the sidewalk. Then there was the sound of a blow. A woman woke up in the hospital, it seemed to her that this was not her first awakening in this ward, but she was not sure of anything. The doctor said that the woman's husband was not injured and that he would soon visit her in the ward. Running her hand over her stomach, Mei found that her stomach had become flat. The husband was gone for a long time, as he explained later, he was in the police. When he arrived, Mei sat up in bed and looked at him. She knew something terrible had happened, but she was afraid to ask. The husband was sitting on a chair with his head bowed. When he raised his head, she saw tears in his eyes. Mei was unconscious for several days when the labor began, she was put into an artificial sleep. The girl was born, but died a few hours later, the doctor said. May was silent, it seemed to her that her vocal cords were numb, and she would never be able to speak again. Tears streamed down her beautiful face. Her husband came to hug her, but she pushed him away. She already knew what had happened. The cause of the accident was a crazy fan who recognized Kunqiu on a blind date. The girl was the daughter of very wealthy parents. Parents could not refuse anything to their only daughter. The girl could not track down the artist for a long time. She followed him, but the security measures at the Kunqiu agency were very strong. Finally, finding a weak link, she bribed one of the workers and found out that the artist was flying to Los Angeles.
Unfortunately, she did not know the exact flight, even the agency employee himself did not possess this information, hence all the misunderstandings with the flight delay. The girl's family owned a lot of money, and where there is money, there are great opportunities. The girl gave away a lot of money, but she got her way, she knew exactly which flight the artist was flying on. Moreover, she flew with him in the same plane. The journalists were informed about the arrival of the artist in Los Angeles, this was also the work of a crazy fan. Tracking the artist when he was driving to his wife from the airport was generally a trifling matter.
Mrs. Park, that was the name of the crazy fan, was an artist. The girl was driving a car and shouting: “So don’t get it to anyone!”. The fact that the man remained alive was for his wife's servant. Ms. Park didn't expect things to turn out like this. Now she was in prison, it terribly infuriated her, she raged and knocked on the bars of the cell, demanding to release her. However, she soon calmed down and sat in the cell with an enigmatic smile.
"I don't understand," May suddenly whispered.
-What do not you understand? - the voice did not obey the artist
- I heard the baby crying.
- This cannot be, - the artist suffered, but tried to speak firmly, - you had an artificial dream.
- I heard her crying. I was here, in the ward, alone. Her bed was on this side. They even put it on my chest.
- This is ... - the artist gasped, - what are you talking about? The doctor said that the baby ... In general, she was gone a few hours after giving birth.
"It was just as I say," May repeated lifelessly. However, you can trust anyone. Leave.
-Not. Wait. I…
- We'll talk when I get home. I want... Yes, we don't have a house. Return the rent, rent again that house by the sea where I was waiting for you. I will live there alone and I will believe that nothing happened, I will believe that my girl is about to be born.
-What are you saying? May, wait, wait, I mean...
-Get out of here! Go to that fan like her there, Ms. Park, and ask her to return our daughter to us. Leave!
May screamed and fought with her whole body, a doctor came running, the woman was given an injection and she calmed down.
Kunchu left the room. He stood and cried. He understood that he was guilty of something, but could not understand what, but the words of his wife gave rise to doubts in him. To make sure she was right, the artist demanded a meeting with a doctor. The doctor confirmed the original version. The nurse brought documents confirming that everything was as the doctor says. However, when the artist said that he would like to bury the baby, the doctor hesitated and said that the cremation had already passed.
May was released from the hospital a week later. Kunqu did as she asked. He rented that house near the sea again. They did not have time to hand it over to other people, even the furniture and wallpaper in it remained the same. May entered the house, looked around him and grimaced.
-It is not clean enough. When the baby is at home, it will be necessary to do a general cleaning.
- May, listen, - the artist was afraid to argue with his wife, but still could not bear what she was saying.
- I will not listen to you, - the woman suddenly laughed, - I will sing, and the baby will be born as musical as me and you! She will sing! She will love you even more than me! You'll see! She will love listening to you sing for hours! You will rehearse, and she will sit quietly and listen. The love of a child has no limits, you will soon find out!
Kunqu could no longer bear this. He ran out of the house and sat on the sand. Sobs shook his body. When he returned, Mei was asleep. From now on, she only ate and slept, as if she really continued to prepare for childbirth. But when the artist said that they were returning to Korea and he had already bought tickets, she suddenly came to her senses.
-Leave. There was metal in her voice. It seemed to the artist as if he had returned at a time when the girl had just come to work for him.
- No, we're going together. You are my wife and we will get through everything together.
-I don't want. One lie leads to another. You lied to me, or rather, didn't tell me that you were going on a blind date, and here's the result. I am also guilty before you, I lied to you, and what happened is my punishment! Now I'm going to the bedroom, but you won't follow me. We will never sleep together again.
MOTHER'S HEART
Evening has come. The sea roared outside the walls of the house, and its monotonous sound promised that everything would be fine, that there was still hope that everything would change. Mei went into the living room and sat on the sofa, Kunqiu approached her
"I think it's time to talk," Mei brushed his hair away from his face and Kunqiu spoke softly, "please listen to me." Even if it's hard for you to listen, still, please listen.
- Well, - the woman agreed, - I will listen to you without interrupting.
- When I agreed to a blind date, I did not think that this date would bring such tragic consequences. Yes, I behaved like a coward, I did not want to argue with my mother, and I decided to go on this last date so that my mother would be pleased. But you know that by that moment in my heart there was already only you. A little earlier, you took the idea of such a date lightly, even prepared a suit for me, and therefore I just didn’t think that the truth that you learned now would be so bitter for you. Why don't you answer? Hit me, yell at me, but please don't be silent and don't look at me with those eyes.
- I promised that I would be silent, that I would listen to you, because, as you know, I always keep my promises. Continue.
- I'm almost done talking. You do understand that meeting this fan, whatever it is, Mrs. Pak, was only a fatal accident. I sent you here to America so that you can live in peace until our baby girl is born, I took you away from trouble, but trouble followed me from Korea. Please forgive me. Let's go home, let's go back to Korea, I'll try to make you forget everything a. Of course, this will not happen immediately, but I will try very hard.
- No, I'm staying here, I know that my girl is here, she is in this city. I can feel it, you won't believe me, of course, but sometimes I hear her crying and my breasts start to ooze milk.
I believe you, but this cannot go on. I have to go home, and without you I can't do it.
- I want to divorce you. Then it will be easy for you to go back.
- No, not just that. Okay, stay here, I'll fly home, but in a few months I'll be back with you.
- Okay. Now let's go buy some flowers.
The actor did not ask questions, he felt that even when the words of his wife give away madness, this madness has its own rational grain. Therefore, now, when his wife said that he needed to buy flowers, he obeyed without question. The flowers were tender and had drops of water on their petals. The hands of the husband and wife reached out to this particular bouquet, and they bought it. After that, Mei took the actor by the arm and led him. They did not walk for very long, when the actor saw the fatal crossroads, he understood everything. The woman took the flowers from the actor's hands and placed them on the thin strip separating the sidewalk from the road.
- I know that my daughter is alive, but you also have a right to your faith. You believe that the baby has died, and therefore, together with you, since we are her mom and dad, we brought flowers here. I will live in this place, I mean Los Angeles, for nine months, and every month I will bring flowers here. And then I'll leave here.
- Will you return home to Korea?
- No, I will never go back there, I want to forget everything, like a bad dream.
- What about me, you don't love me anymore?
- Precisely because I love you, I want to let you go. Now I just want to sleep, but tomorrow, when you come to me, I will tell you everything, and you will listen to me as attentively as I listened to you. I am also guilty before you, so I have no right to judge you.
- Whatever you decide, you should know - you are the whole world for me, without you I don’t want to wake up or fall asleep. Have you ever seen a moment when there is a performance in the theater and a ray of light falls on the actor and highlights only him? The whole scene is dark and only the actor is standing in a beam of light, that's how I see you now. I am the ray that shines on you, and in my light only you, there is no one else in the world.
- I know it, I feel it too. Only in my feelings, I am the beam, and you are the object, the only object, the only person that I love.
"But then why are you?" Why do you want to leave me?
- Let me go, I'll tell you everything tomorrow. And today I'm out of energy. But you should know, if everything happened again, I would do the same, because you are the whole meaning of life for me. I did not think then, and was not responsible for my actions. I pushed you away, hoping for a continuation of life with you, and not for the end of it. I am guilty before our girl, but then I could not do otherwise.
IT WAS RAINING
It was raining outside. Kunqu brought his wife breakfast in bed, but she turned away and said she wouldn't eat.
The wife's bedroom was decorated with cheerful, yellow-orange wallpaper, even on the most rainy day it seemed that there was a lot of sun in the room. The wallpaper was designer, the husband spent a lot of time in the design office before finally choosing what he thought was the right wallpaper for his adored wife's room.
Mei lay with her face turned to the wall, Kunqu sat in a chair and waited for her to finally change her anger to mercy. He knew that his wife loved him, but he still felt uncomfortable in a room where he was not invited. Hour after hour passed, and Mei slept on.
Finally she opened her eyes, got up in bed and said
- I remember evrything.
- What are you talking about, dear?
- Are you waiting for me to start repenting before you?
- No, I'm not expecting anything, I'm just admiring you.
- I'll be fine in half an hour. Until then, leave.
The artist did not argue with his wife, he appreciated the fragile peace that had been established between them and was very afraid that his wife would completely withdraw into herself and stop talking to him.
Even in such a difficult state, the wife remained true to herself, after half an hour she was sitting on the sofa in the living room and looking at her husband.
- How do you feel today, dear? - asked the actor
"Don't be so polite," May suddenly laughed, "I know what you're thinking."
The actor often caught himself thinking that his wife is a unique person. He was amazed and attracted by her transitions, her instantaneous transitions from complete sadness to a state of happiness. She could be rude, but in that rudeness she could find a place and a time to affectionately draw her husband to her. She could be cheerful, but suddenly, through tears of happiness, start crying. It was the same with sadness, when it seemed that the whole world was immersed in rain and tears, she could start laughing contagiously.
Sometimes he did not understand his wife at all, but this also attracted him with unimaginable strength.
However, now he still thought that she was laughing a little insincerely. It seemed to him that his wife was preparing for something, he was afraid that oh, that he would hear, and yet he longed for this revelation.
"Me," Mei wanted to say something, but Kunqiu interrupted her.
"You must eat," he said, and took her hand. - Look, I set the table for you, here are all the dishes that you love! I will listen to you as much as you want. We have a lot of time, so please, before you start your story, eat.
May liked the offer, it was clear that she was still gathering her thoughts and gathering courage to tell her husband everything. The artist understood that even if he refused the revelations of his wife, she would still make him listen. Such was May's character, if she planned something, she would definitely carry it out.
But the woman ate with great appetite. During breakfast, she chatted about meaningless things, that autumn was coming, that, unfortunately, today you can’t swim in the sea, that she didn’t like dinner at the Italian restaurant where they were before she was born. baby. Finally breakfast was over, Mei dabbed her lips and said.
- I have always dreamed of climbing one of the highest mountains in the world.
Probably, when my pain subsides, I will go to Japan and try to climb Mount Fuji.
- All right, dear, do as you wish! Will you take me with you?
“Everything will depend on you, dear,” Mei began to flirt and caress her husband, but suddenly froze, it seemed to the actor that someone came up and ran his hand over his wife’s face, and now a completely different woman was sitting in front of him.
- What? Are you okay? - the man looked around. - Did you see something through the window?
- Not. I remembered... I want to tell you something. Let's get this over with.
- But, I see that you can't collect your thoughts, if you don't want to, then don't force yourself. We have an eternity in front of us, you can talk about what worries you, in a week or in a month, or in ten years, or you can not tell at all. No matter what you tell me, I won't change my mind about you. I know what you are. And what happened before meeting me does not bother me.
- What are you talking about? Mei looked at her husband in disbelief.
- Do you want to talk about your boyfriend? About the one you had before you met me?
- What? - Mei laughed, - Do you understand that?
- Yes.
- If only it were that easy. I told and forgot.
- Well, - the man began to worry, it seemed to him that a ball filled his throat, he tried to catch his breath, swallow, but he did not succeed. Knowing the nature of his wife, her truthfulness, and the ability to talk about intimate things simply and frankly, he was frightened. - Speak.
- Wow, are you even ready to listen to this?
- Yes. Don't mock me, speak up.
- Well, then I'll start, - the woman suddenly fell silent and looked at her husband.
- What is it? - the man's voice became hoarse, his heart rose in his throat and beat with violent force.
- Nothing, - the woman stopped laughing, - it seemed to me that I saw you for the first time. Now you want me to tell you everything? Are you already asking me to postpone this story for a month, a year, ten years?
- Not.
- I'm sorry, but I will upset you, I did not have a boyfriend before you, and you will not hear intimate details about my life with him.
- What are you saying? I meant completely different.
- Do you think that only you know me thoroughly? I want to upset you, I also know you and understand your feelings. Now you were ready to listen to all my dirtiest secrets and forgive me.
- No you're wrong.
- Okay, I'm glad I was wrong. Well, still, even though you gave me a loophole, gave me an escape route, I'll tell you everything.
FRIEND
The actor tried to say something else, but his wife raised her hand - it was a sign to stop.
“Come here,” Mei patted her knee, “lie down comfortably and listen, I don't want you to look into my eyes while I'm talking. So you can even listen with your eyes closed.
- Good. - Kuntsyu smiled, - I like this beginning. I will be warm and comfortable, why not listen!!!
- It all started at the moment when my stepfather began to pester me. I was 17 years old, I was in high school. My stepfather is not Korean, he came to Korea with his parents from some Latin American country when he was little. Parents, who realized that their son was talented, made every effort to teach him to be a pianist. My stepfather is eight years younger than my mother. Father left mother a lot of money and therefore a new union with a young man was mutually beneficial. Mom had money, stepfather had beauty, youth and talent. Relatives tried to dissuade my mother, but it was useless. The case ended in marriage. My grandparents asked that my mother at least leave me to them so that I could stay in Korea, but my mother did not agree to this either.
We left. I changed school after school. My stepfather toured all over the world. So ten years passed. Mom could not work, but she was bored and she organized her stepfather's concerts, was his manager.
On that day, she left just on this issue, on the issue of the upcoming tour. Stepfather woke up late, I was sitting in the living room and doing my homework when he came up l hugged and kissed me. What?
- I cant. I need to go outside and catch my breath.
- Yes, you are a weakling, my dear, I have not told anything yet, but you can no longer listen!
- And what, there will be something more disgusting? - Kunqu turned pale
No, fortunately it won't. I broke free and ran away. I ran and cried. Back and lips burned. He kissed me on the neck, on the lips and hugged my shoulders. These places burned and itched now, as if they had been smeared with a burning ointment. I did not understand where I was running and that day a big trouble could happen.
There was a red light, but I did not notice it and ran to the crossing. A young teacher stopped me. We just moved then, I just went to a new school and I don't even remember the name of this teacher yet. She asked what happened to me, and I burst into tears and could not calm down for a long time. The teacher had only recently started teaching at this school, and therefore, just like me, she felt uncomfortable. After she saved me, we became friends. She was like an older sister to me. She didn't like it when I called her teacher, so I started calling her by her first name, although in Korea it's not customary to call older people by their first names. However, I was, as it were, a foreigner, and these rules did not concern me. Moreover, the teacher was so young and defenseless, and did not look her age. When we were around, people considered us sisters. So, I got a girlfriend.
It was my Korean period, we returned then to Seoul and lived in our old apartment. Before that, we lived in Hong Kong, where my stepfather's tours were a huge success. Mom was worried that her stepfather, who was popular in Japan and China, was not well known in Korea.
The teacher saved me that day. I did not return home that night. I slept with her. The next day, without going into details, I announced that I would live with relatives on my father's side. I knew how much my mother loves my stepfather and was not going to become a stumbling block.
I don't know if it seemed to me or not, but I saw relief in my mother's eyes. It seems to me that my mother knew about everything, because my stepfather's attraction to me was not born in one day. Minor signs of attention, some touches, some unusual light in the eyes - probably, my mother saw all this, but did not dare to talk to her stepfather.
Stepfather took decisive action only on that first and only time.
In general, no one was hurt.
And the teacher became my friend, became closer to me than my sister.
- What about your stepfather? - Kunqiu could no longer lie still, he jumped up and walked around the living room.
- Calm down, I never stayed alone with my stepfather.
- Oh, - the artist sat down at the feet of his wife and closed his eyes with his palms. - You, this, did not dare to tell me?
- And this too, but the whole story is yet to come.
- You said that you never stayed alone with your stepfather again, was there still a continuation?
- Not. But the story will now be about something else, I want to tell you about my friend.
- My God, well, of course, tell me, I thought ... You have no idea how happy I am that you then ran away from your stepfather!
- Well, dear, I continue my story. However, I do not think that you will be as calm and happy when I finish it.
Oh hye young
- My friend's name was Oh Hae Young, does that name remind you of anything?
- Yes, - after a little silence, the artist answered, - I had a friend in childhood with the same name. This is a common name in Korea. We met her when we were still very young, a dog attacked her, I drove this dog away with stones. Then we became friends. I also had a friend Wang, so the three of us were friends. This friendship lasted for a long time, even though Oh Hae Young and I went to different schools, but after school we were inseparable. We continued to be friends even after graduation.
I remember when we were very young, a friend wanted us to get married when we grew up. I didn't mind, but time put everything in its place. Why are you asking?
- My girlfriend, as you already know, was also called Oh Hae Young, and it was the same girl with whom you were friends in childhood.
- You... It can't be! Did you want to tell me about her?
- Yes. South Korea is a small country and the world is so small. The moment she saved me, it turns out she was also your girlfriend. After the incident when she saved me, I studied at this school for some more time. Then I was forced to go to America. So my mother decided. I went to study in America, and did not see my friend for several years. One day I came to my grandparents' house for the holidays. I just unpacked my things and rushed to my friend. For a month now, as I could not get through to her, the letters remained unanswered. I flew into Oh Hae Young's house like a whirlwind, and the first thing I saw was her mourning photo. My friend, my close friend, my almost sister, committed suicide. And I didn't know anything. Nothing foretold this tragedy. I knew that my friend had a boyfriend she was going to marry. But I didn’t see the guy’s face and never heard bad words about him. Was that guy you?
Yes, but listen...
- Come on, I'll finish my story, and then we'll talk to you.
- Okay, but you should know...
- But we agreed. I speak - you listen.
- Good.
- I will not tell you what condition my friend's mother was in then, we talked with her until the evening, and then my mother remembered that my friend had left a letter for me. After reading the letter, I swore revenge on you.
- What?
- Yes exactly.
- But what did I do? Wait, you don't know the whole story.
- I know everything. I understand something terrible happened, something that made a friend commit suicide.
If you give me the opportunity to explain myself, I will tell you everything.
- Okay, sure, but first listen to me. I then stayed in Korea for only a week, my world was empty. After a week in Seoul, I returned to America.
I took the letter with me. I had to study for a few more years, a plan appeared in my head, but I could not implement it right in the same year. I graduated from high school, then university, and then returned to Seoul.
All paths were open to me, my diploma was my calling card, but when I told my family that I wanted to get a job at the agency as a housekeeper, they were horrified. However, I stood my ground, and they reconciled. I worked as a housekeeper in two places, where I got a job just for the sake of it, so that it would be written on the resume that I had at least some experience, and then I got my way, you let me work in your house.
I have reached my goal. I didn't lie to you, I was never your fan. Reading and rereading my friend's letter, I hated you with all my heart, but in order to know everything about you, I had to watch your films and listen to your songs.
- Stop, - the actor shouted, - Let me justify myself, let me say at least something, don't you understand that I can't listen to this anymore?
- What tenderness! I've lived with this hatred for so many years, and you can't listen for a few minutes? Well, if you insist, I'll shut up.
- No, I didn't mean that. Okay, keep going.
- My story is coming to an end, all the incomprehensible things that happened in your house and around you, from the moment I entered your house, are the work of my hands. All these inscriptions on the mirrors, notes, and other things that were incomprehensible to you then - I did all this. Do you remember the clip in my hair the first time I stepped into your house? You recognized this hairpin, it worried you! You looked at her time after time, without realizing it, I was counting on this effect, and I was extremely glad that my plan was a success! This, as you know, was Oh Hye Young's favorite hair clip. My friend's mom gave it to me the day I found out about her death. But analyzing and studying you, listening to your songs, spending evenings watching films where you played the main role, I did not notice how I fell in love with you. I told myself that the person who played in that film, the person who insisted on making that film about unfortunate children, cannot be a scoundrel. I loved and hated you. Over time, the hatred went away, then I began to hate myself for having betrayed the memory of a friend.
That's all. That's the whole story. I think that now you will easily give me a divorce.
- Can I ask you what was written in the note?
- Yes, since today is the day of revelations, I will tell you everything. This is a note, this is my friend's last letter. If you read the letter, you will see that Oh Hae Young loved you so much that she did not blame you for anything. It follows from her words that on the day when all three of you played computer games in your parents' house, your mother's jewelry box went missing. The parents did not raise a fuss, they did not want to blame anyone and tried to figure out what happened. However, your friend did not remain silent and said that he saw Oh Hae Young take the box. The girl burst into tears, she was waiting for you to take her side, but you hesitated, you did not know who to believe. Without waiting for any response from you, Oh Hae Young left.
The letter says Oh Hae Young didn't take the box, she wouldn't lie to me. Her family was going through temporary life difficulties at that time, including financial ones. Maybe that's why you didn't side with her. You thought she took the box because she wanted to help the family. These are not my words, these are Oh Hae Yong's words. The girl left, but you did not rush after her, you believed the words of a friend. She waited, a week passed, then two, then a month. You did not come. After that, she decided to commit suicide.
- I didn't know anything. Wang said that later, she got married and went to China. Well, why didn't she tell me? Why didn't you object? Why didn't you try to prove yourself right? After all, she was a smart girl!
“I understand that her world collapsed that day. She trusted you very much, and she wanted you to trust her implicitly as well. When that didn't happen, she waited, she wanted you to come talk to her, but you didn't come. - I was going to visit her several times, but Van told me that she did not want to talk to me. He told me that if I came to her, she would complain to her older brother and he would beat me. I am acting I really loved and appreciated this girl, we always talked about many things with her, and when this story happened, I really missed talking with her.
Once I was in such sadness and sadness that I could no longer be apart from her, and I went to her house. I knocked on the gate for a long time, shouted her name, shouted that I loved her, but no one opened it to me, and only then did I believe that she no longer wanted to see me. This happened three months after the box disappeared.
- You could still knock, yell, call her by name, but no one would have opened it to you, because after her death, her family moved from there.
- No, it can't be, you're confusing something. Wang, that friend of mine, told me recently that he saw Oh Hae Young in one of the stores, her husband and children were next to her.
- Oh, I'm tired. The rain is over. Let's go outside and just shut up. I expected a different reaction from you. I thought you'd agree to a divorce when you found out that I've been fooling you for a year.
- No, there will be no divorce. Good. Let's go outside and just shut up. Give me the letter, I want to look at her handwriting and remember everything.
They sat and were silent. There was no rain, but the sky was still grey. The sand was wet, and leaden waves crashed against the shore. Seagulls screamed and promised new rain.
AFTER CONVERSATION
Week later. The actor needed to urgently return to Korea, but he was afraid to start a conversation about it with his wife.
Mei saw how her husband was tormented and worried, remembering his first love, but she was silent. She believed that he should endure this pain himself, that this burden would be with him now all his life. The actor never returned Oh Hae Young's letter to May, and she respected her husband for that.
May could not sleep one night and took a long walk along the shore. When she returned, she decided to look into her husband's room. The husband, as always, slept badly, his eyes moved under the eyelids, and he breathed rapidly. Kunqu was sleeping clutching Oh Hae Yong's letter. Mei kissed Kunqiu, and he relaxed and fell fast asleep.
The woman understood that now that everything was clear, she no longer had a reason to hate her husband. However, if her husband forgave her, she did not forgive herself. She told herself that a relationship that began with a lie could not lead to anything good. Mei also understood that her husband needed to return to Korea, but until she made a decision, he would not fly anywhere.
And she made a decision.
She told her husband to return to South Korea alone. If after nine months he still loves her, then maybe they can be together.
Now she needed to be alone.
As expected, the husband did not immediately come to terms with his wife's decision. But the time came when she was left alone in the house. All nine months, on the day of the accident, she brought flowers to that intersection. She knew that her girl was alive and, stepping on the stones of the crossroads, called her, and said that she, mother, had come, mother was here, mother hoped to meet her daughter. Flowers were a guide between mother and daughter. When the ninth month had passed, she brought flowers for the last time. Two days later, she was already flying to Japan to climb Mount Fuji. Fujiyama was the first object of her ascent, after Fujiyama she wanted to climb all the highest mountains in the world.
She waited as long as she could for her husband to fly to her, but there was no news from him.
VAN'S LIE
During the separation from Mei, many things happened. Feeling guilty, the man went to the house where Oh Hae Young's mother now lived. It’s not that he doubted the words of his wife, but one thing is the word, and another when you see and hear a story about the happiness that you have lost.
Kunqu spent the whole day with the mother of his deceased lover. They talked and could not talk enough, they remembered the one that had not been on earth for so many years. Then, together with his mother, Oh Hae Young, he went to the place where the memory of his beautiful youthful love lived. There were candles burning, there were flowers, there was a portrait of Oh Hae Yong. This is how Kunqu remembered her, happy, cheerful and in love. Next to the portrait were other photos, these photos were all three of them - he, Wang and the beautiful Oh Hae Young.
Mom left a long time ago, and he still stood and talked with the one who was the love of his youth.
After he paid his debt to memory, he decided to implement what he had been putting off for a long time. As the artist expected, Wang denied his guilt. Kunqu could not punish Wang, time had passed, and it was no longer possible to prove anything. It was Wang who stole that box, he lost then, he urgently needed money. Not that he was planning and thinking about who to dump his blame on, the decision came instantly.
Well, what happened next, you already know.
The artist was furious, half his life was spent in ignorance. He was angry with his beloved, resented her, then envied her when Wang lied to him that he saw Oh Hae Young with her husband and children, and his beloved girl had actually been gone for a long time. All Kunqiu could do now was just say that their friendship of many years was over. From now on, they are no longer friends, and if Wang comes to Kunqu's house again, then the guards will simply not let him through. However, the artist was sure that there is a higher court, and this court cannot be deceived by his deceitful friend.
May forbade her husband to write and call, she told him that if he had time, and if he still loved her, he could fly to her when nine months had passed. Kunqu planned to do just that, but the unexpected happened when six months passed, his dreams returned to the artist. All this time, while he lived with Mei and loved her, there were no seizures. It seemed that they were gone for good, but now everything happened again.
MONK
Passed the seventh month and the eighth, the artist looked worse and worse. Mom Kunqiu was aware of all his torment, and when she visited him again, she was simply horrified. The artist didn't just look bad, he looked terrible. Having agreed with the famous monk, who was rumored to work miracles, she sent her son to a Buddhist monastery. In order for the monk to form an accurate picture of the artist's mental illness, he announced that Kunqiu would have to live in the monastery for three days. Kunchu didn't mind. Here, in the mountains, he could breathe easily, he believed and hoped that he would find the cause of the curse that had haunted him for so many years. However, to Kunqiu's surprise, the monk simply talked to the artist, he asked him about his pedigree, about his childhood, about the current problems that torment the man. It was very unusual, the artist thought that the monk would do all sorts of unusual, mystical things, but the first day passed in conversations. On the second day, the monk asked the artist to help him. If you climb high up the mountain, and then go down, you could go to the river. The river was cold and very turbulent. The artist had to collect water and take this water to the monastery. Huge barrels stood in the middle of the monastery courtyard, but now the barrels were almost empty. Kunqu quickly understood his task, it took him all day to fill the barrel with water to the brim. By evening, he no longer felt his arms or legs, but for some reason he was happy. Being engaged in physical labor, he did not think and did not remember. He just lived in the present. The second night passed, the last morning in the monastery came. The monk dressed in ritual attire and invited Kunqiu to the question room. I would not like to describe the rituals that the monk performed with Kunqu. Before starting the ritual, the monk asked to keep everything a secret. Kunqu even wanted to give a written promise that the secret of the rituals would remain a secret, but the monk only smiled and said that he did not need all this. A verbal agreement is sufficient.
The artist once again confirmed that he would not tell anyone about what was happening in the monastery, and the ritual began.
The work of a monk was similar to that of a doctor, he made a diagnosis and recommended treatment. It was not for nothing that the monk talked for a long time about the Kunqiu family, about the ancestors from the side of his father and mother. After listening to everything that the artist told him, after reading his astral map, which he compiled by date of birth, and after performing a ritual that I have no right to talk about, he finally gave an accurate definition of Kunqu's illness.
As incredible as it may sound, the artist paid for the sins of his famous ancestor. Confucius was a highly moral man, the Asian world still lives according to his commandments. Only one spot was on the biography of the great philosopher. His students did not like to mention it, but this fact could not be erased from the biography of Confucius.
Here is an excerpt from ancient books: “In the time of Confucius, it was easy to get a divorce.
It was enough to take a wife from home, take her to her parents' house and leave her there.
And you can go back with a light heart.
The philosopher Confucius, after his son was born, or rather, a few years after the birth of his son, did just that. Yes, yes, he just took his wife out of his life.
The wife had elderly parents, so Confucius returned his daughter to them. Why, how, from where such a decision descended on the head of Confucius, history is silent about this. The disciples of Confucius are silent about this. This act, rather ugly, went against the radiant teachings of the Great Philosopher.
However, family affairs are such a dark, muddy sea, in which the bottom is often not even visible.
There are only fragments of memories left about this unfortunate story, which we are now trying to put together in a coherent and connected story. Confucius' wife lived in the neighboring Song kingdom before her marriage, and the young Confucius then worked as a bailiff in the market. He kept track of the freshness of vegetables and fish. After Confucius married, he, along with his young wife, lived for some time in her parents' house.
Instead of working tirelessly to earn money for housing and a comfortable life for his young wife, the philosopher was busy thinking and talking.
No woman will like it.
Well, my wife did not like such a life!
Confucius and his wife had too different aspirations. A highly moral and decent young man, in everyday life he turned out to be quite picky and boring.
In combination with the disorder of life and the tediousness of the philosopher, this situation was like a time bomb. However, a few years later, when the fame of Confucius spread rushed far beyond the aisles of the kingdom, a hail of gifts and incentives from rulers and officials fell on the philosopher.
The Confucius family finally moved into their home, but happiness did not settle in this house, it was already too late, love left without leaving anything in return.
The further, the more.
Anguish and discord began to rule their ball in the house of the great philosopher. The family life of highly moral Confucius was already taking quite complex forms. The great philosopher, and teacher of youth, left writings that indicate that servants, as well as women, meaning the wife, should be kept at a distance.
That is, he equated his wife with the servants, showing by this that the wife is something low, annoying, that is, a creature that all the time requires attention. Confucius believed that if you bring servants closer to you, as well as your wife, then the first and second will become cheeky, and if you remove them from yourself at a great distance, then hatred will follow in response.
To avoid both, Confucius did not find anything better than to simply take his wife to his elderly parents and forget about her, as if she did not exist in the world.
Again, Confucius took his wife to her elderly parents and left her there forever.
Confucius, as I said, had a son, the son later had his own son. However, the example of father and grandfather turned out to be contagious, the son and grandson could not create a happy and harmonious family. All their marriages ended in divorce, pain and bitterness.
By the way, Confucius' wife's name was Kikoan Shi."
In the descendants of Confucius, the blood flowed and Kikoan Shi. And the pain of a woman who was thrown away as an unnecessary thing, after so many years of marriage, sometimes became a curse for posterity. In this particular case, the case of the actor Kunqu, the curse came to naught at the moment when his wife was next to him. Only Mei was the panacea for all ills and all the curses that threatened the actor.
This is exactly what the monk suggested. He said that probably Kunqiu's salvation was to be close to Mei. Only she had the strength that mother nature bestows on women at birth in order to prevent the death of Kuntsyu. If you believe the monk who consulted the astral map of the artist, then the next moonlit night will be the last for Kunqu. The monk gave the artist protective charms, but said that the charms would protect him only until the start of the fatal moon, but would become useless if he did not reunite with his wife before the start of the next three lunar days and nights. Hearing this, the artist got up to leave the monastery and begin his journey to the woman he loved, but the monk stopped him. The monk said that the soul, for which the man wept and mourned, actually remained on earth. As soon as the artist returns home, an important message will be waiting for him. The artist must not ignore this message, he must meet with the person who sent this message. Kunqu did not understand anything, he would like the monk to be more specific, but he did not achieve anything else. The only thing the monk added was that when Kunqu meets his wife, he must believe her words unconditionally. It was the wife who believed all this time that the little soul, about which the artist mourned, was alive. Kunqu decided that he was beginning to understand something, but the monk again refused to interpret his words. The monk advised the artist to hurry up, because there was only a month left before the fateful three lunar days, and because an important message awaited him at home.
MESSAGE
When the artist returned home, among the pile of mail that had accumulated during the time he was not at home, he saw a letter that had been sent from the Los Angeles prison. As he began to read, his body began to shake. May was right, as always, their daughter was alive. Ms. Park, that crazy fan, wrote about it in a letter that the artist is now reading.
After her arrest, Ms. Park was in a Los Angeles prison. One day she came across a Bible in the prison library. From that moment on, the girl's life changed. She believed in God, this is what prompted her to write a letter to the artist. As you remember, Mrs. Park's parents were outrageously rich, and therefore not a single wish of their daughter remained unfulfilled. But now they could not get her out of an American prison. The girl grew up utterly spoiled and got used to the fact that all her desires are fulfilled. When she realized that the artist Kunqiu was not going to meet her, and that he had another woman, she plotted revenge.
How she carried out this revenge you know, but you don't know what really happened to Kunqiu and Mei's daughter. The girl was born healthy, thank God, the accident did not affect her health in any way. Mei was telling the truth, the baby was in the room and she was breastfeeding him. However, all these memories were written off as birth fever. The doctor and nurse received such a huge amount of money, which is scary to voice here. The documents were forged, and the child was given to the nurse, who was hired for a lot of money straight from prison by Mrs. Park. But having carried out her revenge, the fan now did not know what to do with the child. As a result, she simply told those l now with a child, throw away the baby as an unnecessary thing. The woman who was caring for the newborn left her under the walls of the hospital.
After reading this letter, the man clutched his head. What this crazy woman wrote simply did not fit in his head. Now Ms. Park has become a believer in God and asked the artist to intercede for her so that the girl can atone for her sin in a South Korean prison. She dreamed of praying day and night in the Korean prison chapel to atone for her sin.
DAUGHTER
Kunqu urgently flew to Los Angeles. More than anything, he wanted to see his wife, but he was too late, Mei flew away. He was only one day late, the flowers that lay at the crossroads were still fresh.
The artist reassured himself that the meeting with his wife was ahead. Now he needed to save his child. The meeting with Mrs. Park took place in prison in the presence of a lawyer. The girl told once again everything that happened, and signed her testimony. The law firm that Kunqiu Agency worked with handled Ms. Park's case. The artist left the prison with a light heart, there were some other legal delays, but two weeks later he took his little treasure in his arms for the first time.
In the orphanage, the girl was well looked after, and she looked bright. The baby developed well, and she did not have any deviations in age. As you understand, after all the events that have occurred over the past year, the father no longer let the child go for a minute. Her hand was in his hand all twenty-four hours a day.
Kunqiu fulfilled his promise, Ms. Park's fate was in good hands, and nothing else held the artist in America.
There were two weeks left until the three terrible lunar days.
HELP ME!
Returning home to Seoul, the artist gathered a family council. The little treasure that was sleeping in his arms was the object that, like a magnet, attracted the eyes of grandparents, as well as other relatives. The artist was still afraid, and therefore, despite numerous requests, he never let go of the baby. Kunqiu was worried about many things, he thought about what would be the fate of his little princess if he really died in two weeks. He had to settle a lot of legal issues, from the baby's citizenship to inheritance issues. In the event that Kunqu's wife returns before X-hour, he will no longer have to worry about anything, but her search has so far turned up nothing.
Indeed, his wife wanted to climb Mount Fuji, but for some reason changed her mind, and after that her traces were lost.
Time passed, only one week left.
Although there was still a week left before the attack of the lunar days, he already felt bad. He was wondering exactly how he would die, what would it be? Maybe he'll get hit by a passing car, or maybe he'll die of a heart attack? There was no point in guessing. Somehow, the story of the damned lunar days was leaked to the press, and then one day he woke up and saw crowds of people behind his fence. People came to support their favorite artist, they were ready to do anything to save him and promised to help find his wife. And that's when he understood these people. It turns out that popular love could be not only evil, but also good. He thanked his loyal fans. And that's when he had an idea. He decided to record a video message to the fans. He knew that his fan clubs were scattered all over the world. Just imagining how many people are now worried about him, he was amazed. He knew that there were such clubs all over the world, but until now he did not attach much importance to this. The idea grew and expanded in his head. Calling Kim's manager, he talked to him, and the shooting was scheduled for the next day. He went to this shooting with his adored baby. The cameras were turned on and recording began. Despite the bright light of the spotlights, the baby did not cry, but everyone around her cried. Kunqu briefly, and trying not to dramatize, outlined the situation, he did not go into too much detail, but promised that if the fans help find his wife, then all is not lost for him.
-They say that the union of a woman and a man is being prepared in heaven. - Gathering his thoughts, he began his speech for the video recording of Kunqu, - If fate intended the lovers to be together, then earthly circumstances will not be able to separate them. I know that my fans will do anything to find my Mei, the woman that was meant for me from heaven, but even if help doesn't come in time, you must promise that you will love and care for my woman and my child. Give them the same love you gave me. My whole life was just preparation, it all started only at the moment when I met Mei. If I am destined to die, then I will be grateful to heaven, and I will not grumble. I must live my last hours bravely in return for the love I have received. This baby, who sleeps in my arms, was kidnapped immediately after birth, but she survived and waited for the moment when I came to her and pressed her to my heart. Hundreds of dangers cursed her, she could have died from infantile diseases, from mistreatment, she could have frozen to death when evil people stole her and then threw her away like an unnecessary thing, but now she is sitting in my arms, is this not a miracle? Therefore, let's believe in miracles, and hope that everything in this world is created according to law and justice. I don’t believe that I won’t see my May again, I believe that you will help find her, and in return for your love, I will take one photo from the life of our family every day and give this photo to you, my dear fans. My baby wants to sleep, I have to go home to feed and put her to bed, so now I say goodbye to you and entrust my fate and the fate of my little daughter to you. Morning is sure to come!
Nothing more depended on the artist, he bowed to all those people who were now worried about him, and said that he would believe.
Of course, I describe everything he said in dry language. Now this record has been deleted, but believe me, everything that this tired man said, who did not let go of his daughter, touched those who were his fans, and even those who were not his fans before this video. A father who lost and found a daughter, a mother who believed that her daughter was alive, despite everything, this whole story, in a world in which there was so little love and magic left, touched people, and people organized a search for Mei around the world.
When the cameras turned off, he thanked the film crew and said that he would hope for further fruitful work, but now he needs to go home to put the girl to bed.
Now all that was left was to wait.
EVEREST
Mei didn't go up to the top of Mount Fuji. Although everything was organized, she felt that Fujiyama was too easy a target. It turns out that everyone and sundry could go up there. After enjoying the beauty of Japan, she decided to move on to the next stage of her plan. Climbing Everest required a lot of expenses, not only mental and physical, but also ordinary, monetary. The ascent to Everest was put on stream, guides, equipment, access systems, all this gave the government of this country a lot of money. By the time I'm talking about, the woman can be said to actually have not yet begun to rise. Together with a group of climbers, she was on the lower plateau. Mei didn't like what was happening to her. She did not believe in the transmigration of souls and in deja vu, however, as soon as the ascent began, she recognized the leader of the group, and she was also sure that she knew at least half of the group by sight, although she had never seen these people before this ascent. The weather was getting worse, of course, it was not as cold here as at the top, at the very top of Everest, but the snow was already starting to hurt my face. It couldn't be, but even the instructor's voice was familiar to her. She did not understand what was happening until her eyes fell on a small red walkie-talkie, and suddenly she remembered. She not only remembered, but she knew exactly what would happen in the next moment. The instructor spoke into the radio in concern, and then turned to her. She had already seen this moment in her dream. What she heard next was beyond that dream.
The instructor said:
- They are looking for you all over the world. Your husband is in danger. The information is already in all the news media, and only you, probably, have not seen it. However, this is of course not surprising, because the Internet is not here. Calm down, your husband is alive, and soon a helicopter will fly for you.
The woman felt as if the ground beneath her began to tremble. She did not hide from her husband that she still loved him, and waited until the last moment that he would fly for her. Time was up, but he did not arrive, and she decided that he had stopped loving her. But it turns out that the matter was completely different, the lunar curse again captured him in its nets. She pondered all this while waiting for the helicopter. Fans who were happy that Mei was found made sure to get Mei to her husband as soon as possible.
Mei flies to her adored husband, and does not yet know that not one, but two loving hearts are waiting for her at home. I'm sure she will make it. After all, there are still two whole days before the start of the lunar madness.
FATE
“After the author spoke to the actor about immortality, which was a major theme in the filming of the demon film, she smoothly moved on to the topic of loneliness. The author asked the actor if it's hard for him to be lonely? There was a short pause, and then the actor gave his answer. He said he feels loneliness in different ways. Sometimes, when the whole day was full of people, events, loud music and lights, loneliness feels like a best friend, at this moment he does not think that being alone is too hard. But sometimes, when twilight creeps into an empty house and fills it from top to bottom, it seems that loneliness becomes a small vicious animal that bites him and reminds him that time is fleeting.
From the author's interview with the actor
Are you worried? Worried if fans will find Mei in time?
Hello, it's me, the author of the book. Rather, I disguise myself as the author. Actually I am destiny. I am a fashionable person, and quite loving. The more couples I see around, the younger I will stop. And when I see lonely people, it becomes chilly, and even somehow I start to grow old.
Old age grabs me by the collar and says:
“Yeah, got a dove! "
Sometimes the slogan "Fall in love or die!" is not just a metaphor, not just a common expression, it is a vital state that you need if you are not doing well. Of course, having fallen in love, you will not receive a guarantee that in front of you is exactly the person who will help you get out of all the life circumstances that have accumulated and put pressure on you. I'm talking about something else here. We are talking about that state, that magical state that will rejuvenate you and give activation to all your vital forces. And if, as a result of falling in love, exactly the person whom fate intended for you turns out to be with you, this will be a pleasant bonus.
Therefore, my task is to prepare the situation in such a way that those who were destined for each other by fate will surely meet. It doesn't matter how many kilometers separate them, what cultural and language barriers prevent their meeting - it doesn't matter if the meeting is planned in heaven, then it will definitely take place. When these children are born, even then the red thread connects them through space and distance.
Their meeting is happening, it works 90%. Another 10% are problem lovers. Sometimes, even being in the same country, in the same city, they cannot collide in any way, and here on the stage of the theater, called life, I go out, beautiful fate. Of course, I can act in the guise of an ugly old woman, but our book is about love, and in this book everything should be beautiful, including my face.
- Look, look, what a strange grandmother is coming! Floral hat, 19th century dress!
- Why are you pawing me? What grabbed my hand? Where is grandma? I do not see!
- Yes, here, turn around, behind your shoulder!
- Ugh, don't touch me! You're so sticky because of today's heat! Yes, where is the old woman? Wow!
-What?
-Look what a fifa in a red dress, where do they make these?
-What are you talking about?
-I turned to look at the grandmother, and there is this beauty! And where is your old woman? - Damn, turn around! Now your eyes will pop!
- No, seriously! Roll up to her or something, maybe give a phone number? What are you? What are you fighting?
- Are you really dumb? Maybe you'd better come to me?
- What? What have you done now? Did you kiss me?
- And what will you do to me? Hit it, right?
- No, move closer, because of this heat your forehead shines, let me wipe your face with a napkin.
- Right here?
- No, why, there, behind the tree there is a shop. Let's go there.
- Let's go. Ouch! Oh, what are you doing now? Kissed?
You just don't know men. There was nothing to kiss me first. Everything can change in the blink of an eye!
- O! Even so?!
- She wanted to. If you're like this, you'll get in trouble!
- I wish I had that kind of trouble!
- What?
These are the situations that turn me from an aged lady into a fatal beauty! Well, I continue. Remember what we talked about? Yes, about ten percent of lovers who do not fit into the deity's plan. These lovers came to our world burdened with a burden from past lives and are subject to a curse, but it does not affect everyone. Our hero has been an easy prey for a curse since childhood.
Confucius was an educator, philosopher and statesman in ancient China, and has become an incredibly famous figure in history. The pedigree of Confucius is considered the longest in the world, Kunqiu believed that he belongs to the 79th generation of descendants.
So, he knew that he was a descendant of the great Confucius and built his life in such a way as to be worthy of the memory of the great philosopher. This turned out to be his Achilles heel. But I continue.
These 10% of lovers are especially important to me, they are like my children, they are my work. I invest a lot of effort, a lot of energy and imagination so that they meet. Moreover, after the meeting takes place, I need to make sure that a spark runs between them. But this is not enough. A spark is such a small thing, sometimes a spark flares up and goes out when the firewood is damp, and I need a flame to flare up between lovers.
Do you think a lot of actors throw parties for their housekeepers when a year has passed since they started working? Do you really think that the actor, this clumsy man in love relationships, could come up with such an idea himself?
Our actor, very well-mannered, very kind-hearted, very decent and conscientious person in all respects, but in matters of love, sorry, a complete layman.
I turn to the story of the heroine. Yes, the heroine was looking for ways of rapprochement herself, her fantasy, her passion, her ideas about ideal love, all this coincided when she got to know her master better. For me, with regard to the heroine, the task was not so difficult. It is very good that I had to send not two lovers, but only one. The hero also thought about his beautiful housekeeper all the time, but he would never take the first step towards rapprochement. The actor was in danger all the time, and he was in serious danger. When a curse hangs over a person, I can do almost nothing. gu do, but this time there was a cure for the curse, and I successfully applied it.
The issue was time.
In fact, the actor was under the gun. Those fateful three days and three nights, those three nights of the moon curse that our lovers successfully passed, that slept after the night of love, because I pushed them into action, and their love broke out like a fire, should have been the last for our actor. And here, I applaud myself! I, or rather, we, together with the lovers, managed to do it. Then the forces of nature were most active. It was a very difficult task, as soon as I agreed with the element of fire, the element of water became a threat. As soon as my gifts for the element of water worked, the element of Earth became strong. And so in a circle. Do you know the theory about the five Chinese elements? It's very good that you know. So, this theory is not fiction. The Chinese are still those masters of turning everything secret by the ear and into the sun! The theory of the five elements was a secret knowledge that was used only in the secret rooms of Chinese monasteries. Over time, this information became open. However, when you type a question about the theory of the five elements on the Internet, you will see millions of articles that repeat each other. After reading this information, you just shrug your shoulders.
And what does this information keep so secret? - you will think - and you will be right.
Everything that is written on the Internet about this theory is true, but this truth lacks a tiny source of information. It is in this tiny little thing that the source of the mystery of the theory of the five elements is located.
Sorry, I got distracted, sometimes it gets boring to plan and implement everything alone, so I got loose. I already physically feel your impatience and desire to flip the page to find out how the story of our beloved ended. I, too, am impatient and understand you perfectly. Well, I just want to add that May had a hard time making the decision to show up to her master's room that night. And as you correctly understood, I had to push her. At some point, Mei was frightened, and even sobered up. It seemed to her that the bed under her began to shake, then the window leaf began to clap, she knocked on the window frame with what frequency, which seemed to be a little more and the window glass would crack and fly out. Then a flock of crows perched on the tree closest to the window and began to croak in unison. It was another spectacle! There were a lot of little things that I did that night. It was one of those nights when the yin and yang elements were at their strongest. I already mentioned that I had to deal with the elements of the five elements. Mei hesitated for a long time, it was scary, I did everything to make her feel more and more afraid, and so that she finally left the room. And I have achieved this. The girl left her room and went on a tour of the house. Her task now was simple. She needed a drink to build her courage. Why did she need to muster up the courage, you understand. The object of her love slept on the second floor. It cannot be said that May was very shy, but breaking into a man’s room at night, lying down next to him, grabbing his hand and waiting for him to wake up, it really took a lot of courage, and not every girl would dare to do this. This is where the issue of selfishness comes into play. After all, if waking up, the artist rejected her, it would be a big blow to the girl's pride. And it’s not a fact that she would try to do such a trick again with a nightly visit to the man’s room. Everything was complicated and incomprehensible. Of course, in case of failure, I would not give up trying to bring these people together. But time would play against me. Even if these two slept through the first lunar night just holding hands, the first lunar day would be a huge test for the actor. And it is not a fact that by the beginning of the second lunar night he would still be alive. So everything was. Yes, yes, I see that your impatience has reached its climax! I'm off. I press the end button. Now you can directly call the main characters of this story so that they tell in colors how it all ended.
Everything, everything, I'm turning off, I've become very ill. Apparently, I need a recharge, I'll go look for lovers who need my help. Adyu. Selyavi.
EPILOGUE
Picnic
The rays of the setting sun illuminate a woman and her three children. Two children are still very young, they have just learned to walk, these are two twin boys, the girl looks quite mature compared to her brothers, still, she is already three years old. The children have just eaten, trying to persuade the kids to sleep, the mother hums her favorite song. This song is of great importance for the whole family. The kids don't listen. When a mother asks her daughter to help her sing a song, the girl refuses and shouts:
-Where's my dad? Where is my beloved dad? I won't sing without him!
- Dad's shooting today. Soon the shooting of the film will end, and we will go to rest in another country, there is a house by the sea. I will give you my room, in this room on the wall there is yellow wallpaper like the sun. This wallpaper was chosen by your dad before you were born. It is in this house that we will stop, - the woman answers.
-Call your dad I'm so bored and looking forward to it! Mom, I won't sing this song without dad. Where is my dad? - the girl begins to whimper, it is clear that she is still very small, and it is time for her to sleep.
- Your dad, - the woman glances behind her and smiles, - dad said that if you get really bored, you should sing this song, dad will hear and come.
- Okay, mommy, I'll sing with you!
The girl does not see that her father is already behind her. As soon as the baby begins to sing, he picks her up in his arms.
Magic has come into the world, now the baby will believe that all difficulties will go away, as soon as she sings her father's song.
Kunqiu is rocking her princess, and Mei is almost rocking her sons. They look at each other but say nothing. The rays of the setting sun illuminate the faces of these beautiful people. Now I can leave them, because they are no longer in danger. Together they will overcome all difficulties.
P.S.
Um, wait, are you about to close the book? It's too early. Look at me, here I am, the beauty of fate, which took the form of the author of the book. It was I who pushed the characters towards each other throughout the book. Without me, our hero would still dream of family happiness. Unfortunately, I cannot help every single actor and actress who is almost forty or over forty years old, and who sometimes did not even have a serious love relationship, to help find a soul mate. Maybe now, when this story will be before their eyes, they will understand that they can no longer delay. If time runs out, they will never know about the happiness that awaited them. In general, in my opinion, in the opinion of the author of the book, or, as I called myself, the beauties of fate, this is a bad and even somewhat offensive tendency to sacrifice one's personal happiness for the sake of the fans. After all, there are still questions of physiology, the older a person becomes, the more dangerous it is that after a late marriage he will not have children. And without children there is no happiness in the family. Okay, time for the promised fan photo.
-Now, let's take another daily photo that will fly to the Internet, to the fans. Heroes, I ask you to move closer to each other, your family has grown so much that you do not fit in the frame! Mommy, straighten your daughter's hair, the barrette with shells is a little uneven. What? Did dad buy this hairpin for mom when mom was still working as a housekeeper for him? Clearly! I understand that the hairpin will now be inherited? Okay, don't get distracted! So, now the shells are clearly visible. So get ready, one, two, three. Taken!
BLACK DORAMA. STORY TWO.
Before you is a joke, a comedy, from the category of black comedies. I beat all the clich;s that I have seen in dramas so far. The hypertrophied sense of guilt of the main characters, the desire to drink themselves unconscious when any, even the smallest problem arises, endless blind dates, the readiness of the main character to drag a drunk, dirty, sometimes unfamiliar girl from evening to evening, this probably came from the real life of Koreans, but gradually turned into movie stamps. Well, and the desire of the screenwriters of dramas to introduce the heroes of the film as early as childhood, and even in the memorial hall, is generally sacred. In general, look, or rather, read!
Winter
Our heroine AU got completely drunk and fell asleep on the street near a lamppost. He, the one who often saw her here in this pub, suddenly noticed that she was sitting passed out on the ground, sighed, put her on his back and dragged her in the direction of her house. He watched this girl every day, she reminded him of someone, but he could not remember. So, he carried her on his back, his back groaning, but courageously silent.
He dragged it, put it near the door, waited until he entered the house, left.
AU girl monologue in the morning
-God, where am I? I slept under the stairs? OK. Mommy, what's wrong with me? Why am I so dirty? Am I still a girl? (slaps himself) Like, yes.
Voice from the kitchen
- When are you getting married? I want grandchildren!
A U screams back
-I can not! It is I who am to blame for the death of all relatives, and not only those who have died now, but also great-great-grandfather, all relatives from the creation of the world. In short, guilt weighs on me. I'll go get drunk.
Voice from the kitchen
- And that the uncle from the side of the daughter-in-law of the great-uncle died because he fell asleep with a lit cigarette, is it also your fault?
AU
-Yes.
Voice from the kitchen
-Well then fine. Guilty, so go get drunk!
AU
- And no personal life?
Voice from the kitchen
-No. What kind of personal life is there when you are so guilty.
Spring
Blind date
Another gentleman got scared when AU told about guilt and about relatives. The cavalier fled, she was left to drink alone. By chance, he, the one who carried her then to the house, turns out to be in this restaurant. Let's call him UA. He also went on a date with the girl, but asked the girl to wait until he returned, as he saw that AU had left the restaurant and was lying around the post again.
Sighing heavily, he again drags the AU on his back to the house. This time AU does not want to leave UA's back and demands that he carry her into the house. The guy meekly fulfills her demand, and then goes home.
Monologue for the morning
- I met such a handsome man on a blind date yesterday darling, we even agreed to call each other today!
Voice from the kitchen
- Did you agree on this before you told him about your relatives?
AU
I do not remember! Don't distract me, I'll call him now! Damn, she's dropping the call, some kind of strange one! And now the phone has turned off in general!
Voice from the kitchen
- Don't call, don't answer. Probably, the agreement on calls to each other took place before! And why are you telling them all about it? Already the anniversary will be soon, the hundredth date ruined!
AU (sobbing)
- I don’t know, every time before we drink on a date, I promise myself that today I won’t tell you for anything, I won’t wipe tears and snot with the sleeve of his shirt, I won’t write the name of a deceased relative with lipstick on his cheek , I will not ask him to understand and forgive, I will not ... (sobs)
Voice from the kitchen
- I forgot to tell you. Our distant relatives from America buried a guinea pig yesterday, she died of old age. Are you guilty of this too?
AU
- Yes, of course, but how else! That's my fault! I'll go have a drink!
Voice from the kitchen
- Well, then of course. Holy business, it is necessary to drink! There's a new diner just around the corner, go have a drink!
Summer
The girl is fired from work under some pretext, but the main reason is that the girl has already turned thirty, her uniform has become small for her and the seams have parted so much that underwear is visible, and also that the girl refused plastic surgery for removal of the second eyelid and correction of the tip of the nose, the money for which was provided free of charge by the company where AU worked.
After the girl leaves, employees try to wipe her office desk of what she wrote on it with persistent mascara. Every day of employees begins with the fact that they are trying to wipe off the inscription. So a week passes, and in the meantime, the boss changes in the office. One morning, he decided to ask what his employees are doing so hard, and he sees a terrible picture. His employees are trying to wipe a brilliant formula off the desk of a fired employee. A fired employee made a discovery, and her colleagues have almost wiped this inscription from the table. The boss screams and bangs his head on the desk of the fired employee. In his cries, you can even make out the order: "Return the employee immediately to her place!"
Meanwhile, AU changes jobs after jobs, this week she was fired: from a cafe, from a laundry, beaten for burning linen in a rich house with an iron, kicked out for oversleeping and not changing a baby's diaper at night, and so on. However, when the employees come and ask her to come back, she proudly refuses!
But he does not refuse to drink with former colleagues. By midnight, colleagues fled, because no one wanted to listen to another story about dead relatives. One in the morning, a new head of the office comes running to the cafe, he came to drink with his subordinates, but they are no longer in the cafe. But in a cafe sits and cries his old friend. The girl slides off the chair and falls under the table. The back of UA begins to moan and cry, the back understands that now an exorbitant burden will be loaded on it. And drags the girl in a familiar direction. However, now AU tells UA not only to bring it into the house, but also to bring it to the room. When UA tries to leave, AU grabs his hand and doesn't let go all night. UA resigns himself, he sleeps near the bed. Early in the morning, he takes his numb hand from the girl and goes to restore order. Before the girl wakes up, he washes her socks, waters the flowers, feeds the hamster, and also prepares a hangover breakfast. And then... he leaves.
Morning.
AU screaming
Did you feed the hamster?
Voice from the kitchen
- No, I haven't fed him for two days, I thought that he was about to go to his hamster paradise and you would have a chance to blame yourself again and drink.
AU
- Strange, but who fed him?
Voice from the kitchen
- Who knows... There's breakfast on the table, hangover, but I didn't cook it.
AU
-Yes? That's not you? Then I'll go eat!
Since the hamster is alive, it makes no sense to go to the pub.
Autumn
The girl goes to the shaman so that she reveals the secret of fate to her. However, the shaman sees through the window of the AU and hangs up a "closed" sign. But the AU can no longer be held, she takes out a persistent inherited lipstick and writes something on the door of the shaman. The shaman calls the police, the girl is detained for damaging property. The AU's aunt, who we know under the code name "Voice from the Kitchen", pays a deposit for the AU and the girl is released.
Voice from the kitchen
-Ay, I need to drink and also eat some tofu. Everyone who comes out of prison should eat tofu to celebrate.
AU
-I do not want. Now, if ... There was no news about relatives?
Voice from the kitchen
-Not
AU (disappointed)
— You see... And you say to drink... Let's go home.
Returning home, AU, without taking off his socks, falls into bed and begins to fall asleep after crying. But at this time, aunt bursts into the room
-AU, don't sleep, I've been digging through my great-grandfather's things and found this!
AU (weakly)
-What did you find there? You and I went through his things inside and out.
Voice from the kitchen
-But no! Today I polished a copper chest to a shine, well, the one that was left from the uncle of the pirate on the part of the grandmother of my second cousin's aunt and found ...
AU (jumps up)
-What?
Voice from the kitchen
-That's what! It was under a mirror that was built into the lid!
In the hands of the aunt oh photo from the century before last. The photo was well preserved, as it lay in a hiding place behind a mirror embedded in a copper chest. On the picture...
Remove nervous, children and pregnant women!
The photo showed a family, a husband,
wife, a dog with a bone in its teeth, as well as a kitty that sat next to a bowl on which there was a fish. At first glance, it seemed that all four were sleeping, but looking closer, one could understand ... In general, it was a post-mortem photograph. Two centuries ago, this was common, for some reason it was then fashionable to photograph dead families.
Seeing the photo of the AU, at first she became numb, and then she cried. The girl sincerely believed that she was to blame for the death of these four. The aunt tried to say something, but the niece shook her head through her sobs. Still sobbing, she pulled out a box of 12 bottles of wine from under the bed. The box was there just for such cases, when it was urgent and there was no strength to reach a cafe or a pub. When the box was almost empty, and the aunt said that she would go to bed, AU decided that it was time for her to go to the people, something she stayed up today.
Ideas swarmed in her head and she did not notice how her legs brought her to her home office. However, colleagues did not notice her presence at first. The new boss was known as a petty tyrant, every morning he forced the employees one by one to try to remember and restore the formula that had been erased from the AU table. When the AU shouted "Hi" loudly, everyone was happy at first, they tried to hug the AU, but then they began to run away, the AU was drunk, and this was fraught with trouble. There was no boss. He returned at the moment when the AU had already left, and the employees began to return from the places where they were hiding from the AU. But on the other hand, AU left something on her former desk, she scratched with a nail file the formula that the new boss so wanted to read.
The night has come. The owners of restaurants and cafes closed the doors in front of the nose of the AU, but the girl only wanted to drink coffee. The time for alcohol was already gone, now it was supposed to be coffee time and preferably latte coffee, but the heartless owners kicked out the defenseless girl. The world was so cruel today! Deciding to live in spite of the world, AU bought beer and soju in the supermarket and went to the park, where their owners' dogs were walking near the river. Seeing one of the dogs, AU decided to tell her her story, but lost her way, remembering the dog with a bone. Three times she began the story, and all three times it ended in tears. Finally, the dog got tired of this and she called the owner by barking, deciding that the owner would take better care of the howling female than he, a dog from the breed of Lords. The owner went to the toilet. When he returned and tried to untie the Lord from the iron thing with the loud name "Parking for dogs", he saw a thin hand. The hand clung to the dog's leash and did not want to unhook. The owner's back went cold, the situation was painfully familiar. So it is, AU lay under the bench, her hand convulsively grabbed the dog's leash. The lord saw with horror how his master first squatted down, and then shouldered the hiccuping female on his back. Seeing this, the Lord swore to himself never to marry. So they walked, the master, his back, the female on his back, and behind them on a leash dragged a noble Lord full of indignation. So they entered the house. The female, of course, did not want to let the owner go, and the owner did not let go of the leash. This time, UA slept next to AU, and Lord slept under the bed so as not to see this disgrace.
Ugliness...
However, ugliness is different. All night long, UA changed basins when AU leaned over the bed and .. However, you yourself can imagine what happens when a girl drinks too much! Then UA took AU to the bathroom to wash, and also escorted her to the toilet. That is what the Lord called an outrage! What did you think?
Early in the morning, the Lord hinted to the owner that if he did not take him out into the street right away, then the disgrace would now be canine. UA sighed, got dressed, prepared a hangover drink, put it on AU's bedside table, cleaned the cage, fed the bird, and went for a walk with Lord. After walking quite a distance from AU's home, UA felt sad, it didn't make sense to go back to AU's home this morning. Unfortunately, he did everything there. He washed the bedding, even took off the AU's socks again, which she hadn't changed since leaving the cell, washed them, dried them, and put them on the girl's hot heels again.
After waking up, AU for a long time could not understand what it smells like. And then she realized that someone pulled the bed out from under her, washed it, ironed it, and then made it again. And someone else washed her socks, which now smelled like floral laundry detergent.
-Aunt, AU shouted, - did you wash the bed and socks?
But the aunt did not respond, she was still sleeping after yesterday's drinking. Glancing at the nightstand, AU saw the hangover drink and drank it without thinking. If the drink was not prepared by the aunt, but the aunt could not prepare it, then it does not matter who prepared it, which means it was necessary to drink.
After drinking a drink, AU decided to sleep again, especially since the bed linen smelled so good!
Both aunt and niece woke up by lunchtime. Aunt sadly looked around the kitchen with her eyes and suddenly almost fell because AU suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs
- Aunt, aunt!
- Yes, what is it? - Aunt hiccupped, - What excited you so, my child?
-Cage...-AU stood near the cage and gasped for air
- Well, the cell, - agreed through a hiccup aunt, - what?
-Someone poured water into a bowl for a bird, cleaned a stuffed bird, put it on a perch, tied it so that it would not fall, and also sewed tiny curtains on the window for the bird's house!
“Maybe you did it?” Aunt smiled, “when you drink, you are so wonderful and work wonders!”
- No, - AU cleared her throat and there was metal in her voice. - I would never pour water into a bowl of a bird. I didn’t do this during the life of the bird, and even more so now!
“Yes?” Aunt’s voice creaked, she also cleared her throat, trying to say something, but her thin voice suddenly turned into a bass, “Listen AU,” Aunt again tried to say something, but now her voice sounded like a mosquito squeak.
Finally, the aunt simply waved her hand and went to fill up. AU also wanted to give up, but saw that the cuticles were removed, the nails were filed and covered with flesh-colored varnish. It was already too much. Arms twitching in horror, AU ran out into the street. A girl would never paint her nails with flesh-colored polish! Realizing this, she finally realized that there was a stranger in her house that night!
A neighbor, Aunt Kim, seeing AU's tear-stained face, said that a young man had been coming out of the girl's house at night, two or four times already. And this morning, a man came out of the AU house with a dog. AU had a fog in her head and for some reason she decided that the dog was the dog from the photo.
“Aunt Kim,” the girl whispered excitedly, “was the dog not alive?” Did the dog have a bone?
Aunt Kim backed away, the conversation took an unpleasant turn, Aunt Kim knew that if the conversation started about the non-living, expect trouble from the AU girl. Quickly saying goodbye, the neighbor ran into the house, closed the lock three turns and curtained the windows. So it is, the AU girl stood under the door, asked to be opened and shouted something about her sins, about deceased relatives and about a dead dog with a bone, and also about a cat with a fish. It seems that the AU girl was drunk, and it was only a very early evening.
Winter again.
AU was invited to a meeting of classmates. Well, as they invited, of course no one invited her, because the meeting was planned very late in the evening. If the meeting had been in the morning, then she would probably have been invited, but in the evening, very late in the evening, they were just ... afraid. Wu found out about the meeting while chatting on the phone with a former school friend. The friend was a beauty, the secret love of all the boys in the class, and the AU was a horror flying on the wings of the night, but I'm not talking about that. A friend, her name was Duk, lived in another city for a long time. After returning home, she immediately received an invitation to a meeting of classmates, and AU did not receive an invitation, but after learning about the meeting, she decided to invite herself.
AU was annoyed, for more than a week she had not received news of her deceased relatives, which meant that it made no sense to buy beer or soju. AU had a firm rule not to drink without a reason. The girl tortured her aunt with questions, clarifications, but the aunt was firm in her assurances: no one wrote or reported anything new about relatives. The wardrobe smelled bad, and the clothes from the wardrobe smelled accordingly, but it was not so bad, the clothes could be washed, but not a single dress fit on the AU. The fact is that AU wore all these dresses for the last time at school. When AU was in school, her parents died, that was the last time AU wore dresses. After the death of her parents, AU went only in pants and T-shirts. In the end, aunt took AU to her wardrobe, which smelled about the same as the wardrobe in AU's room, but the dresses in aunt's wardrobe still smelled of washing powder and ironing. Having dressed her niece, the aunt clicked her tongue and sighed sweetly. Her niece was such a beauty and today men's hearts will skip a beat when AU passes by. However, when she left the house, the girl wiped off her lipstick, tousled her coiffed hair, and tore her tight skirt at the seam. Everything annoyed her, but once she made a decision, she never changed it. Wu knew that no one was waiting for her and calmly reacted to the dilated pupils and the expression of horror on the faces of people who once sat with her in the same class. However, AU was sober and soon classmates stopped paying attention to her. The evening moved slowly in memories, exclamations and quiet chuckles. Jeongwook, the class leader, was surreptitiously watching the gloomy AU. The girl looked at one point and thought about something, Zhenuk decided to play a joke and secretly poured alcohol into the juice for the AU. When the girl returned from the toilet, there was juice waiting for her on the table and Zhenuk, who was thirsty for a drink from AU to brotherhood. AU turned the glass of juice in her hands and thought: “Come on, what difference does it make, juice will do too!”
And away we go!
Rather, the girl suffered!
She still had time to think, why did it suddenly become fun and noisy from one glass of juice? in the sauce In the afternoon the company also walked around the hall. When the music crashed, everything began to flicker and beat to the beat, the girl smiled blissfully and realized that karaoke was being sung in the next room. The soul of AU was also torn somewhere. Going out into the hall, she was surprised to see her colleagues, or rather, former colleagues. It was they who made noise and sang in the next hall. We celebrated the birthday of our new boss. Nobody called AU again, but she did not wait for an invitation. Just came to the next room. The boss was good, just in AU's taste, if she had taste tonight. AU also wanted to sing, but she could not take the microphone from the hands of her former colleague. There were three microphones, and which one was the right one, the AU girl could not understand in any way. When there were suddenly four microphones, AU realized that she was drunk. Seeing the AU, the chief uttered an exclamation and blushed. However, then he turned pale when his subordinates reported that a cheerful shaggy girl in a torn skirt and with a beautiful name AU is the employee who quit. AU was a genius. Even in elementary school, all the teachers recognized her genius. Everything was decent until AU's parents died. After that, the brilliant girl went into the lead. However, grief did not prevent the girl from graduating from the university with honors, but she was never an ordinary girl.
By the time the subordinates finished the story about the cutie AU, the girl was already lying, unfortunately, under the table. Well, she had such a sweet habit of getting drunk and crawling into a secluded place. Sometimes she crawled, most often not. The back of the chief could be calm today, under the glances of subordinates of the UA, he would not carry the girl on his back. UA called a taxi and soon AU was at home. The evening ended suspiciously quietly. Aunt understood that this was not good, a big storm was coming. And so it happened next.
In the meantime, my aunt sat in the living room and looked sadly at the large family portrait that hung over the fireplace.
Aunt remembered
Her sister and son-in-law were annoyed with their only daughter that evening. The president of the company where AU's father worked invited the parents and AU to a family dinner on the occasion of his daughter's birthday. The President knew about the brilliant AU and was proud that his company had an employee who raised such a brilliant daughter. AU did not want to go to the birthday party, she wanted to read, write and look for proofs of the theorem, but her parents insisted, and the whole family got into the car. AU was angry and grumpy, she refused the cookies that her father offered her, and the hairpin that her mother gave to pin up her daughter's unruly hair. The tragedy happened halfway to the goal. AU lay in the hospital for a long time, she was unconscious for three weeks, and when she came to herself, she found out that she was now an orphan. My aunt came from another city and stayed with AU.
The world has become cold and cruel.
AU blamed herself for the death of her parents, and she was gradually blown away. Aunt looked at the portrait again and went to bed.
In the morning, AU woke up from a call.
The company that fired her was now begging to come back. And AU... is back.
The boss often called the AU to his office to find out how the introduction of the girl's ingenious formula into production was going. At first, it seemed to AU that she had already seen this person somewhere, but then this feeling passed. The formula that AU scrawled on the table, first with ink and then with a saw, was the chemical composition of the new plastic. With the help of this plastic, the company quickly brought mobile phones to the market that could be folded into a tube, folded like an accordion, quadrupled, diagonally, and so on. U was glad! Joy brought the fact that there was work, there was a laboratory, reagents, respect and freedom. She was even allowed to go to work not in an office uniform, but in pants and a T-shirt. In the evenings, AU drank like a shoemaker, and her boss drove her home, during the day the girl was obsessed with work. She didn't need anything else. In the meantime, Christmas had died down, spring was approaching, and something else had happened. The boss became gloomy as a cloud, the boss's mother and his ex-girlfriend were returning to Seoul. The girl claimed the hand and heart of UA, and the mother claimed UA money. Neither one nor the other brave boss wanted to give anything away. A wanted AU, wanted her to be his girlfriend, but he couldn't bring himself to tell her about it. AU itself has made the decision, itself and has decided to realize it. For some time she knew that the one who washed her socks and sewed a curtain for the bird was her current boss. The neighbor saw how UA drove the girl home and recognized in him that guy with the dog, and AU remembered something else herself. AU was a genius and all her plans were brilliant. This idea was also brilliant, but a person, human relations is not a dead formula, it is impossible to calculate everything for sure here, but AU decided to try.
AU understood that UA was a responsible and very positive guy, remembering the hangover soup, socks smelling of washing powder, water in the bird's bowl, and even flesh-colored varnish on her nails, AU, as a true genius, calculated that next to this person she would not need to takes care of the cleanliness of bed linen, which she sometimes did not wash for six months, but yet, and AU was very embarrassed of this feeling, at the thought of the head of the UA, her cheeks turned pink, her heart sank sweetly and her heels under the socks that had not been washed again for a long time began to pulsate! In general, AU decided that only this person is worthy to accompany her to the toilet and wash her face in case of force majeure after drinking. Everything was supposed to be decided that evening, when AU got very drunk. How it would be, the girl had a vague idea, but decided to rely on her female ingenuity. Yes, that's the trouble, the case for drinking alcohol has not been presented for a long time. And if you don’t get drunk until you drop, then how to hint to the back of the UA that it’s time to take on and drag a heavy burden, first to the house, then to the room, and then right to the bed? But there was something else, when AU got drunk, she naturally didn’t remember anything in the morning, and according to the plan, at the time of UA’s seduction, she needed to be in a clear mind and solid memory. How to do this, the girl did not know yet. However, we had to be prepared. AU did not like to bathe, but she understood that at the moment of seduction, it is desirable that her body be clean. Many years of dirt ingrained into the body and did not want to leave the hostess, the washcloth did not help. I had to go to the sauna. Sitting in the steam room, she felt that the ice seemed to have broken, but not completely, in any case, three grannies who were sitting in a common tub-pool with hot water pushed out the AU, because the common water suddenly became dirty. Sighing, AU went behind the curtain to the masseuses. Ajuma, the masseuse, subsequently took a triple fee for a massage session, I’ll tell you another pleasure to scrape off ten-year-old dirt, but this girl didn’t care anymore, she now had so much money that she didn’t know where to put it. Hoping to find inspiration, she even took a family portrait and, for huge money, ordered 3 giant portraits for the entire wall, kitchen, living room and bedroom, the portraits were taken from that posthumous photograph, which depicted a husband and wife, a bone with a dog and fish with a cat. Wu tried to make herself feel guilty and get drunk, but nothing worked. She got drunk only on the day when the workers hung the portraits in the house, and that’s it, the feeling of guilt did not appear anymore, and then her eyes blurred at all and the images in the portraits did not give any emotions.
The working day was coming to an end, AU sat and looked over to where her precious UA's office was. However, the beloved was not at the workplace today. He went to the airport to meet his mother and ex-girlfriend.
Mom UA was still that little thing. After the death of her husband, within six months she spent all the money that her husband had left, and now she lived on the money that her son sent. However, recently, it seemed to the mother that her son, after the transfer, still had a lot of money left, and the mother decided to return to Seoul and settle in her son's house in order to take full control over the money.
Now information on the ex-girlfriend.
UA was friends with the girl for about six years, and it was going to the wedding, when one day the girl disappeared and only wrote to her lover that their feelings had become insipid, and she parted with the young man to find new inspiration. UA took the breakup very hard. Now the pain subsided, and he did not want to see the ex-girlfriend in his life, especially since UA had recently gained a new, bright feeling. He fell in love with a crazy, shaggy, unwashed girl with a sonorous name AU, and was not going to give up his new feelings, especially since recently the AU girl reciprocated. The ex-girlfriend's name was Beach, she had a large but piquant mole on her nose, she was hysterical, psychotic, angry, but surprisingly tender and beautiful. Her white face contrasted terribly with her swarthy neck and arms. Her neck and arms were naturally dark, her face turned white from weekly visits to the beautician. The whole apartment of the Beach girl was filled with bleaching creams, if not for the swarthy neck, then in the dark Beach could be mistaken for a ghost. In Europe, where Beach decided to turn over to slay the European men, her sickly white face somehow didn't impress. Sometimes they even shied away from the girl. Time passed, the new boyfriend did not appear, and then Beach remembered UA. And by the way, at that moment, UA's mother came out to Beach. Beach had a rich dad. After the wedding, UA's mother would have broken off a considerable sum, but the wedding was upset. Mom UA worried about this bummer even more than UA himself. Beach lived in London in recent years, UA's mother wasted her son's money in Paris. The earth becomes small when two women aim at the same target, in this case the target was UA, and therefore, less than a month later, the ladies decided to be one family. Of course there was a small oops, the ladies forgot to warn the UA about this decision, but they were absolutely not worried. UA was a reverent and responsible man, and it was precisely on these feelings that the ladies decided to play when they developed a general plan.
Spring again
UA was a timid and responsible young man, but he was no fool. He understood his mother's motives, so when his mother and ex-fiancee got into his car, he casually, but so that it did not go past the ears of his mothers s, said that his house is now being renovated and he lives temporarily in a hotel, in a one-room suite. Mom will not be comfortable in the same room with an adult son, so now the son is taking his mother to their old house, which was built by his great-grandfather, now his aunt, mother's sister lives there. At this news, mother turned pale and gritted her teeth, and UA smiled to himself and whispered: “One zero in my favor!” However, mother was not going to give up.
- Son, it will not be comfortable for me to live with your aunt, and there are only fifteen rooms in the house, it will be difficult for us to fit there! Your aunt...
“Mom,” interrupted her son, “aunt has changed, she has lost weight and become kinder! You'll see, she has become different and is waiting for you!
When will the renovation of your house be completed? I hope soon?
Yes, Mom, I hope so too. As soon as this happens, I will notify you, and immediately take you to my house.
“It would be nice,” Mrs. Mom sighed, looking doubtfully at her son.
At this time, the former bride decided to vote. At the airport, in order to immediately show her repentance and her feelings, as well as stake out Mr. UA again as her man, Beach threw herself on her ex-fiance's neck and hugged her, but did not receive a return hug. Sitting in the car, she pouted, but seeing that UA simply did not pay attention to her, she decided to change her anger to mercy.
After exchanging glances with her mother, Beach decided that now it was her turn.
“Darling,” she purred, “why are you like this with your mother? Mom flew to you from Paris, and you are taking her to the old ruins!
UA pretended not to hear the voice of the former bride and continued to steer.
Beach felt that she was boiling, she had been feeling bad with her nerves lately, and she did not tolerate objections. She regarded the ex-fiance's ignorance as an objection, but tried to restrain herself.
“Your mother is a unique woman,” Beach spoke again as if nothing had happened, “another woman after the death of her husband would shut herself in the house, would sink, and your mother found the strength to live!” Do you know how many girlfriends and friends she has in Paris, and around the world? Her chats are full of friends, her closets don't fit clothes, her young male friends are always waiting by her balcony. As soon as she breaks up with one friend, she immediately finds another, shoes him, clothes him, buys a car, and also, oh ...
Beach realized that she was talking and cast a sidelong glance at her mother, but mother answered the future daughter-in-law with a deadpan look and smiled softly.
Yes, I am, I help the world, I help people! My life is not wasted. But you, son, whom have you helped lately? You refused to increase the amount of the transfer to me, did this money go to a good cause?
UA was silent, Mrs. Mom started to freak out, Mom also had nerves and also hadn’t slept well lately, because her last boyfriend began to scare her that she would leave if she didn’t buy him a new car, and therefore Mom had to save money. And this will affect the nerves of any woman.
“Son,” my mother suddenly screamed right off the bat, “I hate it when you are so silent!” As a child, I beat you for it, but apparently I never broke this bad habit. Your dad did the same. Answer my question now! What have you done for the world with this kind of money that you don't want to share with me!?
-I fed a hamster and poured water into a bird's bowl, and I threw a new batch of unique smartphones onto the world market. It's all.
“Everything?” Mom asked, but the son was silent. Mom knew that the son would not answer this question again, but still made an attempt.
There was silence. Mom did not like that the last word was not for her and therefore added
- Well, at least he did it, and that's a joy. What was the name of the hamster, and what breed was the bird? Oh, where did you take me? Beach asked you...
- Mom, come out, this is grandfather's house. I don't think it's proper for you to live in someone else's house!
“Indecent?” the ex-bride and mother shouted in two voices, but they were forced to shut up, because an insanely tall woman ran at full speed to the car, it was Aunt UA, and nine maids, thirty dogs and cats barely kept up with her, followed by dog and cat nannies fled. In general, many people and animals came to meet UA's mother.
UA opened the car door and greeted the butler. The butler tilted his head and smiled. This man, who looked very arrogant, was devoted to the UA family like an old dog. The servants pulled out Mama's five suitcases and carried them in the direction of the house.
Beach walked the way to the house in silence, the girl understood that the main pushing force in the form of the mother of the former groom remained in the old house, but was not going to give up. When the car stopped at the girl's house, Beach decided to sum up today's meeting.
- Dad said on the phone that he wants to see you with us next week. You know that dad treats you like a son. What do you say?
-No, I'm not coming. -Wa got out of the car, opened the door and gave his hand to the former bride.
Already at the door of her house, Beach smiled, turned to UA and spoke.
-Rejection is not accepted, I will send an invitation.
UA was driving to work and thinking thought, his thought was sad, he certainly swaggered, but he knew that his strength probably would not be enough to resist these two ladies.
Still Spring
It was late in the evening when the AA returned to the office, but the employees were all in place, these are the unspoken rules of work in such offices, and in all offices and enterprises across the country - employees leave only after the boss. Everyone yawned and almost lay in their places, only AU was busy with business, her eyes darted between the computer and a piece of paper, where she calculated something stubbornly. However, the girl took the time to smile at the returned boss.
However, smiling, UA she again buried herself in the leaf.
The office workers realized a long time ago that the head of the AU would not leave until the AU had finished thinking, and therefore one of the girls, who considered herself a friend of the AU, went to the table and covered the sheet to which the AU's eyes were glued with her hand.
-Let's go to dinner! Mr. Director, are we going to that restaurant around the corner today? Do you remember how meat is cooked there in a special way? AU still really liked that dinner!
Everyone muttered. Office workers used the emerging relationship between the boss and the AU to the fullest, but so far for peaceful purposes.
-Yes, of course, once smiled UA, -AU, are you hungry?
- Me? - AU was surprised, - I don’t think I need to finish ...
The last words of the AU drowned in the rumble of voices
“Yes, yes, she is hungry,” the workers shouted out of place, “she only drank coffee in the morning, we saw it!”
UA did not tolerate such a monstrous disregard for his body, not listening to AU objections, he pulled her by the hand.
-Mistress AU, you can't do this, save the last file and let's go to dinner!
When dinner was over and the workers thanked their boss for their concern, UA asked AU why she refused the beer that everyone except her ordered.
- I don’t drink just like that, you know, there are so many of my relatives in the world who untimely passed away ...
AU was sober and her story turned out to be concise, in any case, UA seemed to understand everything.
“I really want to drink,” AU finished her story, “but I only drink when news of deceased relatives comes, and I also drink when relatives’ pets die, and also ...
The girl's cheeks turned red, her eyes filled with tears, she put her hands in her hair and methodically tore them.
- I am to blame for all the troubles of relatives, and I have to answer!
UA was not worried about the departed relatives of the girl, as well as hamsters, dogs, cats, parrots, and so on, the young man was worried about the condition of the girl. The sight of the AU was getting more and more insane every moment.
“Well,” UA sighed, “you will finish this story another day, and now, with your permission, I will pay the bill and we will go. Your aunt must be worried.
However, at the exit from the UA restaurant, an unpleasant surprise awaited. UA's ex-fiancee, Beach, got out of the car that pulled up.
AU lagged behind UA, she was talking about something with colleagues and missed the beginning of the conversation between the two former lovers.
- What are you doing here? - surprised UA
-I picked you up at the office and they told me that you and your employees were having dinner at this restaurant. What?
AU lightning rushed to Beach and grabbed her hair, but Beach also instantly recognized her former classmate and a fight broke out between them
When the girls were separated, their vision was still the same, however, the AU looked almost the same as always, which could not be said about Beach.
Three people held the AU, but she stubbornly walked towards the offender and dragged along those who tried to keep her.
“It was you who killed my parents, you and your father!” shouted AU
“Creature,” Beach squealed in response, “you ruined my whole childhood!” I was supposed to be number one on the report card, but I was number two, which made my parents very upset! My mother fell into depression and tried to step out the window, they barely managed to catch her!
-Ladies, - UA tried to wedged, - calm down!
- And you, - pouring contempt on the offender, Beach turned to UA, - I have something here
told.
So who did you trade me for? This slut, this psychiatric candidate, this alcoholic, is that your girlfriend now?
There was a sudden silence. UA didn't say anything, he just walked up to AU, nodded to those who tried to hold AU, and when they moved away, hugged AU and tried to smooth her hair.
- Oh, so! - Beach laughed, - do you know how your father died? When the car of this fucking family caught fire, he pulled this creature out of the fire, and then climbed into the car to pull out her vile parents, but the car exploded! What irony!
There was no answer. Everyone around was silent. However, Beach did not let up.
-Our brilliant AU, the pride of the class and school, the girl who took the blame for the death of any of her relatives, why don't you take responsibility now for the death of UA's father, he died saving your family!
- I, - it was clear that these words are given to the AU hard, - I'm not to blame for anything!
“Because you are a two-faced creature!” the ex-fiancee of UA squealed even louder, but silence was her answer.
Then Beach, who realized that she had said too much again, tried to explain something to others and her ex-boyfriend, but UA simply caught a taxi and pushed Beach there. Soon the taxi left.
AU stood like a pillar and did not say anything, then her eyes rolled back and she fell.
AU woke up in the hospital, next to her bed sat the police sky. Seeing that AU had regained consciousness, he solemnly announced that he was charging the girl with assaulting Ms. Beach and should escort her to the police station. UA, who was leaving the ward on business and now returned, tried to push the policeman away from the bed of his beloved and explain something, but the policeman did not listen to him.
- This girl attacked the daughter of our esteemed company president Mr. Paka. Mr. Pak, the father of the Beach girl, is a close friend of the head of our police station, and therefore I will now take this girl away. You can testify at the trial, that's all you can do now.
Summer again
AU has been in prison for more than a month. The lawyers hired by the UA did not help, there were too many witnesses to the fight. Nothing can be done, AU attacked first. UA overcame himself and went to Beach. He requested that Beach withdraw the police report, however Beach stated that she would only do so if UA agreed to be her boyfriend again and leave AU. Hearing this, the young man simply turned around and left. During the time that AU was in prison, UA often talked with the girl's aunt. He tried to understand what really happened eighteen years ago. Aunty did not know how to cook at all, and therefore every evening UA brought something delicious for dinner. Despite the sadness and grief, the aunt even gained weight and prettier. When the aunt went to bed, UA tried to redo all the affairs in this house before returning home. He was very careful with things, because all these things were touched at one time by his precious AU. During the absence of the AU, the young man did a lot of things, namely: he varnished the AU bed, pulled out and sorted out all the things that had accumulated under the girl’s bed for eighteen years, washed the bed linen. Also, AU's entire wardrobe went to the washing machine, and most importantly, all three pairs of AU's socks went there. Yes, also, UA mended AU's office clothes, yet it was unsuitable for his lover to be in an out-of-shape office. UA sorted out all the things on the first and second floors, but when it came to the attic, the young man was waiting for the opening, in the attic he saw a portrait that AU had recently removed from the living room. The portrait was the whole family of the girl. The portrait photo was taken on the day of the twelfth anniversary of the AU. Looking at the portrait, UA understood everything. He had already dated AU a long time ago. Then, on the day of his father's funeral, there were too many screaming and crying relatives in the memorial hall. The boy couldn't take it anymore and went out into the corridor. Opposite the memorial hall, where his mother was now hysterical, there was another memorial hall, there were also flowers and candles, but silence reigned in this memorial hall. There was only a girl a little younger than him. She was alone. The girl sat and looked at one point. The boy would have passed by if the girl had not suddenly dropped the bottle of water. The bottle rolled right at the boy's feet. He picked it up and carried it to the girl. The girl tried to take the bottle, but her hands were numb. Seeing this, the boy unscrewed the lid and gave the girl a drink. It was so quiet and peaceful here. The boy sat down next to the girl. They sat and were silent. Probably, then the strength left them both, because the boy fell asleep. He lay down on the floor, while the girl slept sitting up, leaning against the wall. Their fingers were connected by a water bottle. So his relatives found the sleeping man. And then he and his mother returned to an empty house. He did not remember this story for many years, all the events related to the funeral of his father brought the sands of time, but he remembered the girl and the portraits of her parents in the memorial hall well. Seeing the portrait, UA suddenly understood why he was always drawn to this strange girl.
UA went home early that evening because he was stunned by the discovery, but the next evening he returned to AU's house again. He wanted to sort things out in the attic. Aunt sat in the living room and looked at family photos in the album. When they had dinner, she suggested that UA also look at the photos, and the young man looked at them with pleasure. However, the album contained only photos until the death of their parents. The last photo was a photo of the twelfth birthday of AU, then only blank sheets went in the album. Looking at the sheets, the aunt began to cry. UA behaved courageously, because men do not cry, instead he carefully took the album from his aunt's fingers, closed it and voiced the thought that had just occurred to him
- Aunt, don't cry, I promise you that soon these blank pages will be filled. I'm getting married to AU, and on this white page - UA opened the album again - there will be a photo of our wedding. Here are photos of our first child, here is the second, and here is the third. And then our children will go to school. On the first school day, in all the pictures, you will be with us!
Auntie burst into tears even more, but these were already different tears, tears of hope.
Time passed, but nothing changed, the lawyers filed an appeal, but it was rejected.
UA mom's birthday
Mom didn't give up. Her birthday was approaching. Mom was very sad because her young lover stayed in France. To call a lover here, you need we had money, and also, money was needed to rent an apartment for him, and not anyhow, but in the most prestigious area of Seoul.
Well, and, moreover, money was needed for little things: to buy new clothes for a lover, a new car, and also pay for his trips to nightclubs.
Seeing her son's negative stance regarding the increase in financial assistance, Madame Mama decided to bet on another horse, Mum decided that she would find the money elsewhere.
However, I have already told you about these plans of my mother. Mom did not give up trying to re-bring her son with his ex-girlfriend, who had a very rich dad, and the upcoming birthday was very welcome. UA and would like to get out, but it did not work out.
And now this day has come.
I will not describe the gift that my son bought for his mother. Mom announced to her son in advance the approximate amount for which the gift was to be bought, and the son obediently obeyed the mother's command.
Grandfather's old house, at the request of my mother, was now in a state of repair. Mom was indignant at the mere thought that she would have to receive guests in such a small house, and therefore now plans were being made in her head with might and main for building the rooms that were missing for mom's happiness.
Mom thought that a house with about forty-five rooms would be suitable for her status. There was a huge territory around the house and, according to my mother, nothing interfered with the construction.
There was, of course, a small oops, the entire vast territory around the house was occupied by a garden, and now the garden would have to make room.
The butler, whose lineage was closely related to the UA family, suffered when he heard about UA's mother's plans. Five generations of a butler had worked in this house, and the elderly man was suffering because the small garden around the UA ancestral home, which his ancestors had put so much effort into, was now about to collapse.
However, the butler, of course, was not going to argue with UA's mother. The house and the butler had a mistress, I'm talking about my mother's older sister, that is, aunt UA.
Aunt UA deserves to be told about her separately. Let's start with the fact that at the time when grandfather wrote the will, UA's mother was already married. Mom UA's husband, and, accordingly, UA's father, was once the groom of aunt UA, and the future mother UA treacherously seduced him and took him away from his aunt.
At one time, UA's father was a handsome and well-built man, as you remember, he was a firefighter and physical training took first place in his life. By the way, UA grew up like his father, was just as positive, attentive to others and, of course, handsome.
But back to the love triangle, consisting of UA's dad, his aunt and mom.
After it became known that the future father and mother of UA were getting married, the aunt was in a terrible state, several times she wanted to commit suicide, but she was pumped out, the aunt was inconsolable, something happened to her and a year later she was beautiful, slender and tall the girl turned into a fat, tall and not so beautiful girl.
Time passed, terrible things happened to my aunt, she was on antidepressants and even ended up in a psychiatric hospital several times. Grandfather UA experienced the changes with his eldest daughter very painfully, and therefore, when it came time to make a will, grandfather left it in favor of his eldest daughter and grandson, that is, UA.
UA's mother got real pennies by will, she tried to challenge the will, but of course she did not succeed. By this time, UA's father had already died, and of course the mother had a hard time.
When the money left by UA's father ran out, she tried to lay hands on her son's inheritance, but the grandfather, knowing the nature of his youngest daughter, left his eldest daughter as the grandson's guardian.
Excuse me for dwelling on the families of our young man in such detail, but without this digression into the past, you will not understand what will happen next.
However, now the aunt was in order. She got herself cats and dogs, all dogs, both male and female, bore the same name - the name of the father UA, while aunt UA also, regardless of gender, called the name of the mother UA.
In order not to be confused, my aunt simply added a serial number to the name.
After the aunt got the animals and even gave them the names of her son-in-law and sister, her psychological health improved markedly, the aunt lost weight, became blooming and more energetic.
When UA's mother returned to the ancestral home, aunt did not object to living together, but was categorically against the fact that the garden would be destroyed and the house increased in size.
Mom UA, by nature, as you know, was an intriguer, and she tried to turn the servants against her aunt in order to take power in the house into her own hands, but nothing came of it.
Then she went the other way, she tried to bribe the board members of the company that her aunt ran after the death of her grandfather, and even seemed to find like-minded people, but these few men still hesitated and did not take any action.
The butler, a rather prim and arrogant man, was at heart a sweetheart and a real angel. The butler was very fond of the owner's nephew, I'm talking about UA.
When UA's father died, UA's mother locked herself in her rooms and did not communicate with anyone for about a year. UA was then a little boy and not fully understood what was happening around. In general, the boy was abandoned by his mother, and the aunt took care of the child all this time, and the butler helped her.
The aunt tried to take a nanny, but every time a new nanny came to the house, mother Ua for some reason emerged from the sea of her mental suffering and arranged for the nannies a "fun" life.
But everything passes, the boy grew up, but still affectionately treated the butler and his aunt.
So, back to Mom's birthday.
Beach, that hysterical and evil beauty with a whitened face and a piquant mole, was also naturally invited to the birthday party.
UA expected Beach to show up for her birthday but didn't want to see her after what happened to AU.
However, the opinion of the son of Madame mother was not interested. The aging lady did not care about the desires of her son, the woman was only concerned about her own desires.
So, the birthday has arrived.
There were many guests, music, the waiters were knocked down trying to please the birthday girl. For some reason, my mother decided on her birthday to invite all the members of the board, as well as the heads of the enterprise who held key positions in the grandfather’s former company, and now the aunt’s company, and this is about two hundred or three hundred guests for a minute.
Mom didn't care who would pay for her birthday.
So, well, by the way, with the character of your mother, everything is probably already clear to you, and we are moving on to the holiday.
The butler, let's call him Mr. Kim, knew about my mother's plans for the marriage union of the Beach girl and her pet UA, and was outraged that they wanted to marry the young master against his will.
Moreover, one of the maids, who was on the side of the aunt and the butler, overheard the phone conversation between my mother and the future daughter-in-law.
According to the overheard, it was clear that my mother was going to announce the engagement of Beach and UA at the birthday party.
As always, my mother was not very interested in whether UA agreed to such an alignment of his life in the future.
Mom thought that UA would be forced to marry Beach if it was announced in public, and she was not far from the truth.
So, the guests gathered, mother UA, all in silks and feathers, entered the hall, and the holiday began.
The holiday was amazing! I repeat, when the holiday was planned, it didn’t even occur to my mother to think at whose expense this luxurious celebration would be.
A live orchestra sounded, the tables were bursting with food, the waiters silently scurried from table to table, and, finally, the apotheosis of the holiday came, a cake was brought into the hall with the help of a small cart, about the size of a car. I will not describe the cake, it was necessary to see it. I can only say that the cake barely fit on the cart.
There were congratulations, gifts were presented, the guests wanted to finally indulge in gluttony, but the birthday girl was in no hurry to sit down at the table. Mom UA turned her head in all directions, according to her scenario, now there should have been a culmination of the holiday, right now she wanted to announce the engagement of UA and Beach.
But for some reason she could not snatch the little white face of the Beach girl from the crowd of guests.
UA stood and talked about something with my aunt, and also nodded and smiled at the guests invited to my mother's birthday. Since the Beach girl was now a nobody for him, it is natural that he did not even notice her absence in the hall, but, as you know, the absence of a potential daughter-in-law was noticed by UA's mother.
Beach went to powder her nose, or rather use the services of a makeup artist.
Beach infuriated Aunt UA's old house, she hated cats and dogs that appeared out of nowhere, especially dogs, and threw themselves at the girl's feet. If not for the servants, some of the animals would have already been severely punished, but for every three or four animals there was a maid, as well as a dog or cat nanny, and Beach only gritted her teeth when the dogs ran up to get to know her.
Therefore, the girl categorically refused to accept the services of a makeup artist in the house.
A few steps from the main house, there were seven guest houses, and it was in one of them that the transformation of Beach from a beauty into ... a dazzling beauty began!
Beach did not like everything, she threw cosmetic sets on the floor, but the make-up artist, wise by experience, simply wrote down the broken ones on the bill and took out new sets of cosmetics.
Soon the transformation was complete, the make-up artist left, and Beach also got ready to go to the main house. However, looking in the mirror, she again began to grind her teeth and rushed to change her clothes.
She didn't like it today. She hated her aunt, the dogs, the cats, the butler, the maids, and the clothes that fit ugly!
When the dressing was finally done, Beach wanted to leave the house, but she could not open the outer door.
What really happened to the door, the lock itself broke or someone helped, I don’t know. The fact that the makeup artist would paint Beach not in the main house, but in the guest house, was known only by the butler, several maids assigned specifically to help Beach, and a couple of dozen servants.
However, Beach, who was crazy today, sent everyone away and said that she could handle it herself.
Of course, soon the kopeck piece was found and rescued from the captivity of the slammed door, but the moment for announcing the engagement was missed.
When UA learned about this story, he asked Mr. Kim about gone. The young man suspected that it was the butler who contributed to the fact that the door slammed and the lock broke, but when UA asked a direct question, Mr. Kim only smiled enigmatically and, citing urgent business, left.
UA with a gentle smile looked after the butler, who throughout the boy's childhood was his elder brother, uncle and father in one bottle, and of course did not take any action.
Another autumn
Summer was already over, it was autumn, when UA finally found evidence that that accident was a set-up.
Cleaning the attic was almost over when UA found a video camera in one of the attic cabinets. The camera was an old model, she shot on small cassettes. These cassettes then had to be inserted into the player. However, the player was never needed. UA turned on the camera, surprisingly, but the camera was loaded, before things were done in good faith. Probably the shooting was carried out from the window of the AU bedroom. As UA later realized, AU was secretly filming a classmate from the window. A classmate lived next door and that evening he worked out in his yard on the horizontal bar. UA even got jealous, he wanted to turn off the camera, when he suddenly saw something strange. He saw a man who was looking around and secretly doing some kind of manipulation with a car that was standing in the yard of the AU family. This happened just before the parents called AU to get dressed and go to the birthday party of Chairman Pak's daughter. AU resisted not because she really wanted to stay at home and do her homework, but because she wanted to finish filming a classmate's video. She wanted to show the video to her friends the next day, but after the tragedy she never picked up the camera again. Having carefully packed the camera, UA took it home in order to find a clue in a calm environment. And he found her. The man who was caught on camera was one of the chairman's confidants. He has served as chairman to this day. After questioning my aunt again, and comparing the facts, UA finally understood everything.
This is what probably happened: AU and Beach went to the same school. Beach was smart, but she couldn't keep up with the AU. This greatly upset the chairman and especially his wife. The wife got sick. The chairman did not cherish the soul in his household, he asked Beach to put more pressure on her and become the first student, but no matter how hard the girl tried, she still remained second. The chairman's wife became depressed and tried to poison herself and then fall out of the window. The chairman was depressed, he blamed AU and her family for everything. AU's father was a subordinate of the chairman and did not dare to refuse the birthday invitation. The chairman's confidant, a man named Li, damaged the car. Everything was calculated, only the chairman did not expect that the damned girl would survive. Moreover, UA's father, who later became the boyfriend of his daughter Beach, died that fateful evening saving the AU family.
UA's father was a fireman, and a very brave man.
In the morning UA went to his lawyer. They strategized for a long time. Finally, the decision was made and UA went to the police to write a statement. It was a case eighteen years ago, but the UA connected all its considerable connections and the case was reopened. Soon the chairman was in prison, and the AU was at large. Now that everything was clear and justice had been done, AU got drunk only occasionally, and her drinking was not related to deceased relatives. AU tried to wait for UA to propose marriage, but he hesitated. The man who had so bravely defended his beloved was suddenly overcome with timidity. He knew that the answer would be yes, and yet he could not make up his mind. In the meantime, winter has come, almost two years have passed since UA carried the AU for the first time on his back to her home.
Winter again
Sunday
Voice from the kitchen
Your aunt's cousin from Thailand wrote yesterday that all the hedgehogs in the sea turned purple and went to hedgehog paradise. Would you like some soju?
AU
-I do not want.
Voice from the kitchen
- And yesterday your friend called and invited you to the next meeting of classmates
AU
-Will not go.
Voice from the kitchen
-And today that ajuma masseuse called
AU (jumps up)
-What she said?
She got that bust cream?
Voice from the kitchen
-Yes. Got it. But the big bust will be of no use to you!
AU
-Why?
Voice from the kitchen
Haven't you watched a drama in a long time?
AU
-What? Why? And what about dramas?
Voice from the kitchen
-Now the fashion is such that if a girl has open shoulders and a bust is visible, then all the grannies and aunts of Ajuma scold the girl, and they can even throw something at her!
AU
-What about the drama?
Voice from the kitchen
-Dorama "The Coming Eruption" took first place in the ratings for half a year. There is such a scene. And now all the grannies actually do this if they see a girl with a big bust!
AU
-And about very short skirts there was nothing?
Voice from the kitchen
- Such skirts are possible. The main thing is that the panties are not very visible.
AU (thoughtfully)
-Ah, so it's possible! It is necessary then to throw away the pants and find such a skirt in the closet. Since all skirts are small for me, I will achieve the desired effect quickly!
Voice from the kitchen
-Do you think it will help?
AU
-Don't know. Aunt, and there is still something to kill at?
Voice from the kitchen
- I don’t know, of course he filled the refrigerator to the eyeballs, but since the moment you returned, he didn’t buy or bring anything edible, but a lot of time has passed. And yes, you have a great appetite!
Maybe a slice of pizza was left, look in the second compartment, only carefully, in my opinion, a mouse gnawed through the rusty side of the refrigerator.
AU
-Oh, okay. When will this Sunday end?
Voice from the kitchen
- As for the skirts...
AU
-Yes, what?
Voice from the kitchen
- I wouldn't be in a hurry to throw out my pants.
AU
- Why?
Voice from the kitchen
-There, in this drama...
AU
-Yes, what is there? You're scaring me!
Voice from the kitchen
-If the skirt is too short, then in the drama they covered their knees with a special pillow! Now this fashion has spread everywhere, even in cafes there are such pillows for girls to cover their legs!
AU
-Here you go! How to live now? Kill those drama makers! How can I seduce him now? I'll go to sleep, maybe I'll dream the answer! Aunt, is there any more washed bed linen in the closet? Is it over? How hard life is!
Wednesday
Collective field trip
AU had high hopes for this trip.
In the beginning, everything was perfect, the road, common songs on the bus, attention from UA. When we arrived and settled in the trailer, everyone was cheerful and looking forward to the adventure. Then there was a collective barbecue in nature, grilled meat in the open air, ate and washed down with alcohol. And... Everything.
A friend said that AU just got drunk corny. Got drunk and fell asleep. Just like that ... bored ... got drunk and fell asleep, did not touch anyone, did not tell anything about relatives. She didn't even ask to be taken to the bathroom. Just... fell asleep. In the morning, AU did not have a hangover, because she drank just that yesterday ... Well, like a mosquito drank in general. There was no syndrome, there was a bad mood. The plan to seduce again failed.
When she got home, she just locked herself in her room and cried. To improve my mood, I tore off the bed linen from the bed and wanted to change it for fresh, but I remembered that there was no fresh linen. She cried even harder and fell asleep right there on the bare mattress. Life wasn't fair!
Friday
The week was coming to an end, UA invited all the subordinates after work in a cafe around the corner.
AU thought she finally got her chance.
From the moment AU got out of prison until today, she has been working on a new secret project. The task was simple: to come up with such a chemical agent to remain in the mind and memory after alcohol. Moreover, AU wanted everyone who would later test this remedy to remain cheerful and excited from alcohol, but there were no side effects from alcohol. And today, AU decided to test this remedy for itself! The girl remembered everything that happened after she mixed this remedy with alcohol. Everything, down to the smallest detail. She drank, ate and... No, she didn't forget anything. She remembered how she danced on the table, then she did not let anyone sing in karaoke, she took the microphone from everyone and sang herself. Then she went to the next hall, where people she did not know were resting and offered to arrange a competition on the topic: “Who drinks more and then sings better.” Unfortunately, she even remembered how she was loaded into an ambulance and put on a drip! Diagnosis: “ Poisoning" she also remembered. She spent the whole night in the hospital and was taken home by UA in the morning. She remembered that too.
Monday again
(exactly two years ago, on the same Monday, UA carried AU home for the first time on his back)
On Monday, UA told AU to stay at home, he was worried that the girl was still sick. In the morning, UA brought a new refrigerator, and then brought food to fill the refrigerator. However, AU was sad. AU was a person of action, when something didn’t work out for her, she came to her senses for a long time. And today the girl was hard on the soul. Of course, maybe it was a side effect of the chemical that she mixed with alcohol, but most likely that was not the case. The sadness was that UA had not carried AU anywhere on her back for a long time. He drove her in his car. And it was... Boring. And not romantic. These were the thoughts in AU's head when she went for a walk in the evening.
Her feet carried her to the park where she first met the boneless dog, Lord. Yes, yes, right here...
While thinking about UA, the girl suddenly saw a dog in the same place.
- Oh, Lord, hello, important dog!
AU caressed the dog while she herself thought about how good it is that UA is a man of habit and ties the dog in the same place before going to the toilet! These are the thoughts that went through AU's head when she saw her lover's dog. And then ... The idea was born in the head of the AU instantly!
AU approached the Lord, lay down on the ground next to him, grabbed the leash, closed her eyes. And ... I began to wait for the UA to return.
The pitted dog Lord was barking and tearing off the leash. Her barking could be heard even from the toilet and UA almost ran back to the dog. The picture he saw was familiar to him. However, the Lord behaved differently this time.
The lord did his best to inform the owner that the female , where they spent the night last time, plotted a deception. Not being drunk, she pretended to be drunk. Lord, a blue-blooded dog, did not tolerate deceit. If people suddenly began to understand him, he would tell a lot about this! But, unfortunately, people did not understand him! Even the adored host did not understand.
The owner behaved exactly the same as last time, and it seems he was even glad that everything was repeating itself! However, the Lord, a dog without a bone, knew the truth, and all the time was torn from the leash. The owner's back rested while using the car and didn't even seem to mind carrying the AU again. The lord gave up and admitted his defeat only near the AU's house. He even remembered the pile of bones that were then lying under the bed, and decided to close his eyes to the deception, in anticipation of the upcoming feast. However, when the female suddenly kissed the owner and the owner answered the female in the same way, and then the female ordered to carry her into the room, the owner suddenly let go of the leash from his hands and the door was slammed in front of the Lord's nose! Here you have a feast for the whole world, here you have sugar bones lying under the bed!
In the morning, my aunt took Lord out for a walk, and then took him to her room. Thank God, the owner of UA did not get to this room during the cleaning and there were a lot of things under the aunt's bed, including bones.
AU and UA woke up only in the afternoon and lay for a long time with their eyes closed. Both hesitated to look at each other. AU was wondering if UA would take over after this stormy night. What UA was thinking, I don't know.
What do you think about this?
HOW TO MARRY A CHINESE MILLIONAIRE. STORY THREE.
Chapter first
Do you want to get married?
Let's complicate the issue.
Do you want to marry a millionaire?
Are you still with me?
Haven't finished the book yet?
Then, I'll complicate the question even more.
The question will sound like this: do you want to marry a Chinese millionaire?
I can still hear how the spine of the book took its usual place, someone slammed the book shut indignantly.
Bon Voyage!
Those who stayed with me and really want to know what kind of bird this is, Chinese millionaires, where they are grown, and is it really difficult to marry a Chinese millionaire, will receive answers to their questions.
I will tell you about all this step by step.
For good friends, I do not feel sorry for anything, even secret techniques to win over Chinese millionaires. Moreover, I know about this problem firsthand. I got married twice.
And all the two times I married a Chinese man.
Or rather, not just for a Chinese, but for a Chinese millionaire.
Are you still reading what I wrote?
So you are my man!
So it will be easy for me to talk to you and tell my stories.
Are you offended that I switched to "you"?
Thus, I feel that we have become closer.
All the time of our lives we devote to the search. We are always looking for something, looking for: knowledge, various goods, thrills, exclusive things, new countries, and also, love!
Yes, yes, I can still hear the hint, we are looking for a loved one!
And for someone, love is absolutely not the right decoration. Someone just wants to find a husband, get married, and believes that it is absolutely not necessary to love the future chosen one.
For those who believe in love, and for those who don't, this book will, I hope, be helpful.
The first time I married a Chinese man was completely by accident.
If you live in Russia and love to chat, then, of course, you know programs where you can chat for free. I'm talking about computer programs like Viber, WhatsApp. Of course, in these programs, not only Russian Internet users swim like a fish in water.
But I want to tell you about one more program, although it is difficult to install it on a personal computer, but it can be easily installed on a mobile phone.
This program is called WeChat, WeChat. And almost the entire Asian population of the planet uses this program.
My precious reader, you feel how I am leading you with a firm hand to where, like goldfish in a pond, Chinese millionaires swim in the vastness of social networks. So, back to the program that I once installed on my mobile phone.
I generally love everything new.
I love everything unusual.
So, the program that I installed on my mobile phone was unusual.
I found out about this program completely by accident.
That day I was in a bad mood.
I had a fight with my boyfriend. We had known him for a long time, shared not only the bed, but also all the joys and sorrows.
My young man was good in everything, but he had a big drawback. He categorically did not want to get married. This concerned not only me, or rather, he just treated me well.
Not wanting to marry was his philosophy of life.
When we met and began to live together, I thought that over time, my young man, let's call him Igor, will change his attitude towards marriage. However, time passed, and Igor did not want to change his point of view.
So, back to that fateful day.
That day, I finally realized that my young man was not going, absolutely not going to tsya, change something in your life. Half an hour before that, we had a serious conversation in raised tones, which ended with a thrown pipe and my tears.
The working day only reached its middle, and I was unbearably ill.
However, let's leave my bad mood of that day in the past, this is not a tearful sentimental novel, but a real story.
Here is a practical guide to transforming your life from something gray and mediocre to something bright, happy and carefree.
But back to the gray working day.
Outside the window began a small, nasty drizzle.
I've gone to the ladies' room twice already to mourn my failed women's story.
My young man was firm in his convictions, and I, already several times, secretly, looked into bridal salons, and even tried on a wedding dress several times.
To be precise, there were about eight dresses.
I spent about four hours on fitting. I would have continued to hang out in this salon, but my boss called and said that if I didn’t show up for work now, she would be forced to tell the general director that I skipped a working day.
My boss was my friend, but we had a fight that day.
The boss's name was Nadia, before I met Igor, we were friends like water. Nadia thought that Igor would never propose to me, because we already live together.
Of course, I knew that Nadia was right.
But she could not decide to break with Igor.
I'm sorry, I've deviated from my goal again. You remember that I wanted to write a practical guide, but again I hit sentimental memories. However, as you will understand further, all these events were not accidental, and they prompted me to seriously engage in the search for a life partner.
Until that moment, I did not take serious steps to find another life partner, as I felt almost like a husband's wife. My young man was, of course, a complex figure, but I believed that they did not look for good from good.
It turned out that the family life that Igor and I had was just a sand castle. And this sand castle was crumbling right before my eyes.
I returned from the ladies' room, sat down at the computer and began to mindlessly surf the Internet.
The task that the general director set for us at the morning meeting was, of course, not completed, but this did not bother me at all. I knew that when the time came, I would be able to concentrate and do what was expected of me.
When it was necessary, I was able to collect my thoughts in a heap and could complete the task in just half an hour. Everyone in our department knew about this peculiarity of mine, and therefore, turned a blind eye to my quirks.
So, the working day slowly flowed into the second half, and I suddenly saw the name of a new program in which it was possible to communicate with friends and strangers.
I already told you that I love everything new and unusual.
The WeChat program was unusual for me, but for the Asian population of our planet, it has long been tested and they did not see anything unusual in this program.
How it happened that until now I had never heard of this program, I do not know. After briefly reading about the advantages and disadvantages of this program, I immediately decided to install it on my mobile phone. To my surprise, it didn't work at first. It took some time before I got what I wanted. The program was somehow heavy and loaded with difficulty.
Well, you see, how uncollected I am, I burdened you with sentimental details, and now I plunged into the computer characteristics of the new program. I solemnly promise and swear that I will not do this again.
In general, I installed this program, but it turned out that I had no one to communicate with in it. There was nothing special about the program, except for one small touch. In WeChat, a “browse” button was found, by clicking on it, I again went to some kind of menu, where, among other names, there was a name: “shake”.
I became curious. I shook my phone. The shake was accompanied by a certain sound. It was a concrete sound, the sound of something being shaken with great force. The shaking was so loud that my colleagues turned around.
I planned to shake the phone a few more times, but seeing the familiar sparkle in the eyes of my friend Nadia, I decided to postpone the shaking plans until I was alone.
Having played with the program, I finally got down to business. When the working day came to an end, I was tired of looking at hunched backs and distant faces.
There was silence in the office, everyone was sitting separated from each other by the walls of the booths, no one paid attention to me, and I decided to play pranks. Taking out my phone, I logged into WeChat again and shook my phone three times. Everyone started. It seems to me that if there was such an opportunity, then my colleagues would have torn me to pieces on the spot.
One lady told me that if she was taken away in an ambulance today with a heart attack, then I would pay for the treatment I.
The joke didn't work. Showering me with a rain of contempt, colleagues again turned away.
“Alena,” Nadya turned to me when we went for a short break, “why are you doing this?” You're turning the whole team against you!
“Nadyusha,” I answered, “well, you know, I’m not doing this out of malice! It seems to me that it's fun that everyone will laugh with me, but it turns out ...
“Yes,” Nadia summed up, “it turns out badly!
“Sorry,” I suddenly felt ashamed, I realized that once again I let my friend down, “it’s just that everyone is sitting so boring, wrapped up, and outside the window, as always, grayness, I wanted to defuse the situation a little!”
- Alena, - Nadia raised her voice a little, it was clear that her friend was boiling, - you understand ...
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” I hugged my faithful girlfriend in order to at least somehow calm me down, “I’m unbearable as always ?! Am I ruining your life? Do you want me to quit? It still makes no sense to me! I violate corporate ethics, my performance is low! Want?
“Girlfriend,” Nadya calmed down a little and even smiled at me, “okay, don’t get mad!” I'll get you out somehow! Of course, you do very little work, but that's what girlfriends exist to cover for each other!
“Nadya,” I confessed again, “I will try, you increase my workload, don’t be afraid!” If anything, I'll sit still at night, anyway I go to bed late!
“All right,” it was clear that Nadezhda had completely calmed down, “go, but now without these ... Without your little things!”
"Alright mate, I'll try my best!" However, if I break loose again, you tell me, I will immediately write a statement! Imagine the picture, I'm leaving, collecting all my things in a cardboard box, like in American films. I walk through our office with a guilty head, and everyone understands that now I am fired! And you know...
“That’s it, you’ve been carried away again,” Nadya smiled wearily, “okay, the break is over, go and work, dreamer!”
I was bored. The work was already done, and there was still half an hour before the end of the working day. But everything ends sometime.
I entered the elevator first. My colleagues were silent, only one, not a very young man, smiled slyly and reminded me that it's the 21st century and it's time to learn how to connect headphones before you start using a mobile phone.
I didn't mean to argue with anyone. My good mood has long turned into a dull and dreary one, and therefore, I just smiled pathetically, not at a young colleague, and decided to wait until everyone got out of the elevator so as not to meet the eyes of angry colleagues.
The bus I needed came up, but my colleagues decided that today was the day when they needed to go in the same direction as me.
I absolutely did not smile at the prospect of seeing the faces of those whom I had the honor to observe all the working day all the way home, but, as far as I knew, the next bus was supposed to arrive in 20 minutes, and therefore, looking into my wallet, I decided to take a taxi .
My colleagues had already left a long time ago, and I couldn't get a taxi.
Well, I had such a day today, not very successful.
Voting and trying to stop at least some taxi, I mindlessly shook and shook the phone, I liked the sound of shaking.
At least no lady will complain that I gave her a heart attack.
Passers-by looked at me, but I was like a drum.
The indignation of passers-by could not affect my bonus, which, by the way, I was already deprived of today.
They took it away after the lady who promised to call an ambulance complained to the general director that I, instead of working, am a hooligan and terrorize my colleagues.
Finally, a taxi stopped in front of me.
Having settled down inside, I noticed that my phone emits signals that are not characteristic of it every second.
Turning on the phone screen, I found that I now have a huge number of Asian friends on WeChat.
And the number of friends grew at an insane rate every second.
My Asian friends were eager to get to know me. I don't know any of the Asian languages.
Japanese, Korean and Chinese have always sounded like mysterious oriental music to me. However, this WeChat program had another feature. Another plus. To translate what my new friends wrote to me, I didn’t have to go into Google translator.
It was possible to immediately translate what my new pen-friends from all over the Asian continent wrote about so excitedly.
All troubles were immediately forgotten. I returned home in a good mood.
While driving home, I managed to text 15 new friends.
Ah, sorry, I forgot to give my name and describe my appearance.
My name is Alena, I am a natural blonde, but my height is so small that I was not accepted to model school in my youth. Although, except for height, I met all the parameters.
When I signed up for the WeChat program, I posted my photos there. My new friends were probably impressed with my photos and so the messages kept coming and going.
Finally, I got tired of answering, and the taxi had already pulled up to the house.
However, upon entering the apartment, my good us. the tripling began to evaporate at an alarming rate. My boyfriend is sometimes very boring.
I had long forgotten about the conversation about the wedding, and he, apparently, was winding himself up all this time, and as soon as I entered the apartment, he began to explain his point of view on the wedding, on the stamp in the passport, and on family life in general .
- Alyonushka, well, don't turn away! Hear what I say!
— I won't! I plugged my ears and shook my head, “I won’t listen to you!” You're so funny when you try to focus before you start making a speech!
- Alena, what are these expressions? Where did you get this? Do you ever, at least sometimes, think about what you are saying? Speech cannot be pushed, speech can be conducted, and also ...
Everything has begun! So what is my day like today? Everyone educates! Let me pass!
- Alyonushka, I do not understand the reason for your aggression! You and I have already talked and discussed the topic of marriage a million times!
“Get out of the way,” I whispered, “get away, otherwise I’ll start running shoes, stilettos, oh, how sharp!”
- Alena, you're not like that! Why are you behaving like this? When we met you, I was struck by the look of defenselessness on your face. Also, you looked so intelligent. No face paint, no tattoos!
- Tomorrow I will go to the tattoo parlor and get a tattoo on my entire back. I will ask you to write: “Igor, idiot and bore!”
And there was no paint on my face, because it was raining, I was without an umbrella!
You were as beautiful as the actress from the movie The Princess and the Pea. Remember that moment when she knocks on the castle gate and tells the king and queen that she is a real princess! Water flows from her hair, her dress gets wet, but her posture shows that she is still a real princess! Because the breed, the blue blood, cannot be hidden or concealed, and that is why I have told you so many times...
Well, why did you push me away? Of course, you can shut my mouth, but you won’t get away from yourself!
- Okay. Good. If you want to speak, speak! But not out of the blue, at least let me eat!
“You don’t understand, intelligent conversation is food for the soul. People stopped talking, they… Well, what am I talking about? Well, why did you, my soul, take out a smartphone?
- Igor, you speak, speak, I just need to look through some information!
“You know that I am convinced that telephones should be used for their intended purpose. Connecting a phone and a computer in one small box was a bad idea!
- Yeah, write about it to the developers! Or, that's what came to my mind! There is a stage in the central square, get in there, and, go on, push, sorry, keep talking about the fact that computer programs added to smartphones and iPods are bad! I'll look at you after you answer! Eggs are not thrown - expensive! But tomatoes - for a sweet soul! No, you won't go! You are a coward and a bore, you can only get me, but how to do something concrete ...
- Alenka, what are you doing? Well, why are you like this? You know that I don't want to get married, not because I don't love you, I just think that the stamp in the passport will kill our love. Well, what are you missing, we already live together, I think ...
- Get away from me - I could not stand it and burst into tears - go away! Better step aside, otherwise I'm not responsible for myself!
- Well, where are you? You didn't even have dinner!
- Yeah, - I returned halfway - I remembered! The truth is, I’m already sick, I’ve heard enough of your conversations that I don’t even want to have dinner! Wait, - I ran to my room and immediately returned, - listen, last time I recorded your ardent, in quotation marks, speech on a recorder. I'm in the bathroom, and you sit and listen! If you do not believe, then now you will be convinced that your speech is only a repetition of speeches from yesterday and the day before yesterday. And last week you said the same thing!
“Wait,” Igor held out his hand to me.
“And in general,” I laughed, “I am amazed at how you manage to say the same thing, and even with the same intonation ?! Maybe you are a robot? Funny, I live with a robot! It will be necessary to look at night, maybe you have something that is mechanical below the belt ?!
“Alena,” Igor threw up his hands, “how can you? I didn't know you could joke so flatly! So it went!
- And in general, - I choked with tears, - you ... you ..
Realizing that a little more I would burst into tears throughout the apartment, I rushed in the direction of the bathroom, however, not forgetting to take my mobile phone with me. Turning on the phone, I immediately entered the WeChat program. There were already about a hundred messages. Wiping my tears, I ran my eyes from one message to the next.
Suddenly my eyes stumbled upon a message I couldn't get past. The young man - it was a Chinese, with whom I had already exchanged a few words, in all seriousness invited me to marry him.
At first I felt funny, and then, hearing Igor's tedious voice, who persuaded me to leave the bathroom already, I wrote that I was ready to marry a Chinese young man if his intentions were serious, and even come to visit him if he give me some money for the plane.
I had money, but I left it as a deposit in the bridal salon, as I ordered it by catalog of a wedding dress that was now sewn in America specifically according to the parameters of my figure.
For some reason, I was so sure that Igor, sooner or later, would make me an offer anyway, that I decided to order a dress. It so happened that at the moment when I received the marriage proposal, I didn’t have, or almost didn’t refuse, money. I was hoping for a bonus, but, as you now know, because of my hooligan antics, I was deprived of it.
After all, I thought, I'm not risking anything. If my new fianc; turns out to be a miser, he will simply stop communicating with me on WeChat.
I have already got used to the fact that all my potential life partners are quite stingy. So I did not expect anything good from the new gentleman. But, to my surprise, my new Chinese fiance immediately agreed.
He only asked how to send him the money so that I could buy a plane ticket as soon as possible.
I got lost.
Correspondence in WeChat suddenly turned into something concrete.
So, it's time to sum up the first chapter.
In order to lose your head and agree to marry a Chinese man whom you have not yet seen in person, you need several prerequisites.
1. Everything should be bad at work.
2. Everything should be bad on the personal front too.
3. Relationships with close friends must be ruined.
And in general, life is a disgusting thing when all the money is invested in a new project (I mean a dress that was being sewn now in America), and the awards, completely undeservedly, were suddenly deprived.
If it suddenly occurs to you to be surprised at my hasty decision, go back to points 1, 2, 3.
And I hope you all understand.
Chapter Two
Good morning! Are you still with me?
Then let's go!
They say that you need to sleep with the problem, and in the morning the solution will lie under your pillow.
I opened my eyes, I was alone in bed, my boyfriend had already gone to the country to help my mother, and I kept trying to open my eyelids.
Yesterday I went to bed late, because I stayed too long, or rather, lingered in the bath.
Turning on the water to the fullest, and pouring half a bubble of bath foam, I almost sank into a hat of foam. Only my nose and hand with a mobile phone stuck out. The nose tried to breathe, but it didn't work well. It (nose) was stuffed up because I cried a lot. It was easier with my hand, I could immerse it in hot water, and relax completely, but ... I didn’t immerse it! I kept shaking and shaking my phone!
The water was noisy so that I myself did not hear the sound of shaking, so it is unlikely that my fianc;, who did not take place, heard something. Time passed, and I felt so good that I could not force myself to leave the warm bosom of the bath. It seems to me that I dozed off with my arm outstretched up, because I came to myself from a sharp knock on the door. In surprise, I dropped my phone into the water.
It was a disaster!
It was the latest model phone, I spent one and a half of my salary on it!
Fortunately, I managed to catch him before he could go deep into the water.
Yes, by the way, about water. While I was dozing, the water overflowed, flooded the bathroom floor and went to visit the neighbors. It was they (the neighbors) who woke up my fianc;, who was also dozing off after a hard day's work and a stormy scene with me.
I did not immediately understand what was happening and did not want to open the door. I rose above the edge of the tub only when Igor promised to break down the bathroom door if I didn't open it right away. Without leaving the bath, I reached for the door latch, and then I saw what was happening on the floor.
I immediately felt like opening the door.
Putting the phone on the edge of the bath, I turned off the water and plunged completely into the water depths. Here, in the depths, the knock on the door was not so loud, but it was still audible.
Sighing, I emerged, and just like that, without drying myself, I stepped over the edge of the tub and splashed through the water to the door. After the bath, the water that accumulated on the floor was cold and somehow dangerous. Opening the door, I walked past the dumbfounded Igor, and dived straight into the bed, in the remnants of the foam.
Igor was silent for a while. I don’t know what had thrown him into a stupor, a bathroom in which the water on the floor was almost flush with the side of the bath, or my mysterious appearance and body in lumps of foam, but it didn’t matter anymore.
I was in bed! After a few seconds, my boyfriend burst into a whole cascade of incoherent exclamations, but I was already falling asleep, and nothing could make me open my eyelids.
And now, the memories of the water disaster made me jump up, although the eyelids still did not want to open.
The corridor and bathroom were dry.
I even thought that I dreamed about the water splashing over the side of the bath, but I saw a line of buckets with muddy water. Also, on the kitchen table, I found a note from my boyfriend. After reading it, I learned a lot of new and interesting things about myself. The note was as long and tedious as the character of my failed fianc;.
After reassuring myself that it was real, I decided to think about the problem with the unexpected dream in the bathroom later, but now another thought dawned on me! In all seriousness, for some reason, I decided that my decision was made yesterday th problem lies under the pillow and rushed to the bed.
Forgive me, apparently I was still sleeping, that is, I was sleeping on the go.
As expected, there was nothing under the pillow!
As always, I had to make the decision myself.
Suddenly I went cold, my phone!
I dropped my precious phone into the water yesterday!
Oh my God!
I ran around the room like a wounded animal! There was no phone anywhere!
Then, a little calmer, I put on a dressing gown and sat down in front of the mirror. Morning makeup always has a calming effect on me and clarifies my thoughts. So it is, by the time the mirror reflected no longer my face, but the face of a beauty queen, almost Marilyn Monroe, I remembered where I had put the phone before I left the bathroom, but I was not sure that he was still there.
I have such a heavy, female lot!
However, a pleasant surprise awaited me, the phone was where I left it.
That is, on the side of the bath.
Overjoyed, I rushed to the phone, and ... dropped it back into the bath.
Luckily this time, the tub was dry!
Holding the phone to my chest, I closed my eyes!
God, God, God! Please, God, so that my phone does not break!
Opening my eyes, I poked the treasured button and took a breath!
The phone worked!
First of all, I dived into the WeChat program.
Oh, and is that all to me?
Hieroglyphs, sentences in English, Arabic, Japanese, Korean, immediately caught my eye. There was even a message from an Indian citizen. But there were especially many messages from the Chinese fianc;, whom I had not yet seen in my eyes, but who persistently asked for the number of the account to which the money had to be transferred.
I took a deep breath, and reminded myself that all this was no longer a dream to me. I've opened my eyelids for more than two hours now.
It's good that today was Saturday, and I didn't have to go to work.
Remembering yesterday's story with shaking the phone, I giggled.
And then ... Then she jumped up and spun around the room! I was alone and could shake my phone endlessly!
I shook the phone about ten times, but soon I got tired of it.
The forbidden fruit is sweet, and vice versa, when no one forbids anything, it's boring, and it's not interesting to perform the same actions.
Another message came from the Chinese. And again he asked to send account details.
After a little thought, I still sent the details of my bank account. And then, almost instantly, I received an SMS that my account was replenished. I looked at the message, and did not believe my eyes, the amount that my future sent was very large. This amount would be enough to fly around half the globe. I immediately wrote to him about it. And I also wrote that he was probably wrong, the amount we agreed on at the beginning was a few zeros less. But in response, she received only a smiling smiley. I kept insisting that he was wrong. But he sent another emoji and then went offline altogether.
I looked around the empty apartment. At some point, what I'm doing seemed absurd to me.
And then I remembered yesterday, or rather, the events of yesterday, and told myself that I was doing the right thing. I once again carefully examined the apartment in which I lived for the last six months.
It was the apartment of my failed husband, and it never became my home. Before meeting Igor, I lived in my own house, where all my big relatives lived with me. The apartment in which I now lived, I first rented. Actually, I rented one room. And then I got to know, closer, the owner of the apartment, and, after that, he invited me to live with him. Naturally, I stopped paying for the room.
I took out my big sports bag and began to put into it the little things dear to my heart that had accumulated over the six months of living in this apartment. Little things have accumulated not very much. I did almost nothing around the house in this apartment. When we occasionally argued with Igor, and he blamed me for not doing anything after I returned from work, I had one answer.
- Let's get married!
After that, all claims were immediately withdrawn. And now, I was standing in the middle of the apartment, which I never entered as a legal mistress, and tried to dissuade myself from taking a step, after which there would be no turning back.
Suddenly, another SMS came, there were no messages in it, only a red question mark. My Chinese fianc; couldn't understand why I didn't take action. We agreed with him that after the money is transferred, I will buy a ticket and immediately tell him the flight number that I will fly to. I myself did not understand why I hesitated and did not take any steps. The second SMS came, in which there was a question mark, and then the third, and only after that, I sat down at the computer and paid for an electronic ticket to Beijing.
The place where my new fianc; lived was called Ningbo, and there was no direct ticket to this locality.
Of course, I felt sorry for Igor, but yesterday's conversation dotted the "and". It's a pity it's not a pity, but there was no way back. The plane for which I bought an e-ticket took off in six hours. I was not afraid that Igor would return and persuade me to stay. Usually, Saturday - Sunday were dedicated us to his mother and his mother's dacha. So I wasn't in any hurry.
Three hours later I was on my way to the airport. I left the key under the rug, and I also left a note in which I explained to Igor that I could no longer live with him without registration. Igor was a calm and not very temperamental young man. I did not think that he would rush after me and, in general, would look for me. He will most likely breathe a sigh of relief.
Soon I was on the plane. I warned my parents that I would not be home for some time and explained that I was leaving my hometown for a short time. I did not explain anything to my friend Nadezhda. I just sent an SMS that I was leaving and I asked you to fire me of your own free will.
While I'm on the plane, it's time to tell you one story. It was the time when I was trying to find a fianc; on a dating site. Although the way to Beijing is not very long, but still, it will take some time, which we pass for a fun story.
Then I lived with my parents and tried to establish my personal life. One of the ways to establish this, your personal life, was acquaintance by correspondence, on a dating site. Once I met a man and went on a date with him. Next, we will speak from the point of view of a man. Why this is so, I will explain to you later. The man's name was Peter.
“I met Alena in the fall. It was a warm September evening when we saw each other. I invited Alena to the restaurant "Two Mongols".
The price tag was horse. Since the last time I was here with another woman, prices have skyrocketed, if I had known, I would have taken the current lady to another restaurant, but what now ...
The lady opened the menu and well poke at different dishes. I counted such pokes at least nine times. My mood level plummeted! The only consolation was that somewhere out there, in the back of my mind, there was a glimmer of hope. I believed that our evening would last a long time. I hoped that after dinner the lady would invite me to her place, because I had nowhere to invite the lady. I lived in a rented apartment with my daughter and two nieces.
Alena was a prominent lady, everything was with her. Height, weight, age - everything almost corresponded to my ideal. In the meantime, Alena brought all the dishes that she ordered. I was also very hungry, but my two unfortunate dishes still did not carry. The lady asked why I ordered so little for myself, I laughed it off and said that I was not hungry!
I lied, I wanted to eat brutally, but I understood that all the money would go to pay for the dishes that Alena ordered, and decided to endure the hunger. Nothing, not the first time! Let my stomach remain empty, but after dinner the lady will satisfy my other hunger, which torments me day and night, and especially in the morning! Hope it satisfies!
Everything comes to an end, and so did the long supper.
By the way, the lady ate like a mouse. Almost all dishes remained untouched. The lady scratched the dishes with a fork, but ate almost nothing. Licking on what was left on the plates, I paid, and we went out into the warm September night! The lady took my arm and offered to take a walk. I didn't mind, anyway, I came by taxi, so there was nothing to lose. Time passed, Alena chatted, her mouth did not close for a minute. When the walk had just begun, I unsuccessfully tried to break into the conversation, then gave up these attempts.
They walked for a long time, the lady was on high heels and moved at a snail's pace. Finally Alena slowed down and expressed a desire to kiss me on the cheek.
I rejoiced, at last! I believed that happiness is already very close! But that was it.
Alena announced that we were almost there. The entrance of her house loomed before us. But I was not destined to enter this entrance. Alena affectionately said goodbye, promised to call, and went to the entrance, I timidly threw a few words after her that it would not be bad to drink tea or coffee at her place.
The lady stopped and smiled again.
My heart stopped, it seemed that just about, a little more, and I would receive the cherished invitation, but the words that the lady uttered cooled my feelings, which had already risen to the top! Alena said that she lives with her parents and several other relatives.
Alena's apartment is small, and it will simply be impossible to find a corner to drink ... coffee.
Waving her hand again, Alena entered the entrance, and I gritted my teeth and went home.
Everything fell apart again!
Well, what kind of aunts on this site? Is it really hard to write in the questionnaire that there is nowhere to drink coffee, due to the fact that her relatives are snooping around everywhere. Having learned such details, I would be careful, and would not invite a lady to a restaurant with the last money.
Oh, women, women, in the sense of a woman!
Well, here I am again with you. Do you enjoy looking at yourself from the outside?
It was somehow not very good for me, but what to do, as they say, there is nothing to blame on the mirror if the face is crooked.
I have many male friends. So this man, after some time, after this curious story happened, got on the list of my friends. He became my pen pal. One day I asked him what was the most unhappy day of his life in recent years. lgoda, what you read above was a story about the most unhappy day.
The plane will soon be landing, and I'm summing up the second chapter: try to fall asleep in the bathroom, with the phone in your hand and your nose blocked from crying. And in no case before going to bed do not close the valve with water. Just try and fall asleep. After that, you will find out how, in fact, your lovers, immediate family and neighbors feel about you. If after that you want to leave the house, do not resist. Suddenly, this will be the first step towards your happiness?
And may luck be with you!
Chapter Three
Just before the plane landed, I suddenly wanted to sleep.
It must have been something nervous.
However, I could not help myself and fell asleep. I slept no more than 25 minutes, but it seemed to me that I slept for a very long time. Next to me was a chair occupied by a man. The man was a negro.
Falling asleep, I thought about the question, I was interested in what the Negro man was doing in cold Vladivostok, and why was he flying to Beijing?
With this thought, I fell asleep.
I dreamed that Igor and I were driving his car to relax in nature. At some point, in a dream, I wanted to show my beloved man how much I love him, and I put my head on his shoulder. However, I immediately discovered that my skinny Romeo for some reason suddenly resounded in my shoulders. Where only an ear and a quarter of a head could be placed, two or even three heads as charming as mine could now fit.
Opening my eyes, I found myself lying on the powerful shoulder of my negro neighbor. Of course, the neighbor was cramped, but he was by no means indignant at the fact that a blond head rested on his shoulder. When I fully came to my senses, the plane was already stopped.
I apologized as best I could to the man.
However, he only smiled, took my hand in his big hand and kissed my wrist. I smiled sheepishly and lowered my head. Male attention is, of course, great, but I was a little nauseous.
I smiled, but my head was full of panicked screams. Apparently, the sharp transition from sleep to wakefulness affected. I didn’t understand what I was doing here, in this cabin of the plane, and why there was a big and swarthy man next to me?
Just today I was going to a nightclub with my girlfriends. Or maybe I abused alcohol and I only dream of all this?
However, it was not worth entertaining yourself with stupid fantasies. Every minute I came more and more to my senses, and memories swirled around me like bees. However, it was time to get up from your seat.
Border formalities did not take long. Another fifteen minutes and I was already standing in front of the Chinese, who was holding a sign with my name and surname in his hands. Seeing me, the Chinese smiled and, checking something on his mobile phone, nodded. And then he showed me my own photo, which flickered in the depths of the phone. If I had any doubts up to this point, now they have disappeared.
The man met me.
However, this was not the man I was chatting with on WeChat. Maybe it seems to someone that all the Chinese look the same, but it didn’t seem so to me for a long time.
The thing is, I live in a city that is a tourist attraction for the Chinese. A long time ago, the Chinese government donated the land where my city now stood to the imperial government. The Russian Tsar ordered that a city appear on the site of the taiga. However, the Chinese still believe that the land on which the Russian city now stands should belong to them. And they sigh nostalgically when they hear the name of the city - Vladivostok.
That is why Chinese guests very often visit my beautiful city.
And for a long time it doesn’t seem to me that all Chinese are the same person. I generally have a good memory for faces, although I seem somewhat absent-minded to others.
Therefore, I immediately realized that in front of me was not at all the man who confessed his love to me and promised to marry.
I was at a loss, the idea of a trip to the capital of China - Beijing, now seemed to me more and more wild.
Seeing my dumbfounded face, the man holding the sign with my name and surname smiled and asked me something. I can't say that he spoke in perfect Russian, but I understood a few of his words.
The man asked how the flight went.
I politely thanked him for his concern, and asked when my fianc; would appear. The man with the sign smiled and then laughed. By the way, he had a very pleasant laugh. However, for some reason, I didn't feel like laughing at all. I was tired and desperately wanted to go home. I began to look around for a ticket office where I could buy a ticket for a return flight to Vladivostok.
The man seemed to understand my concern because he suddenly stopped laughing. He looked at me seriously, and then shouted something in his guttural voice. Immediately another Chinese appeared, in whose hands was a huge bouquet of flowers. The bouquet was so huge that it completely covered the one who carried it. After the bouquet with flowers migrated from the hands of the flower seller to the hands of the man who met me, and then and in my hands, I seem to have begun to understand something.
However, I did not understand that and not about that.
I thought that my fianc; asked the greeter to give me flowers. It turned out that the person who met was my fianc;.
I learned all this a little later.
Now my concern was to get a suitcase, a bite to eat and buy a ticket back home. When I voiced this entire list of three points to a Chinese with a sign, he was dumbfounded. Only after some time, we were able to explain. I demanded that my fianc; immediately appear in front of me, otherwise, I threatened that I would return home. I was on the verge of hysteria. A little more and tears would flow from my eyes.
Seeing what was happening to me, the man became worried. Apparently, due to a stressful situation, he suddenly forgot all the Russian words, because he began to speak something quickly and passionately in Chinese, first to me, then to himself, and then, in general, hit himself on the forehead.
I was utterly scared.
To fly so many kilometers through the air, and to see someone maniac instead of the groom - this is not every girl can stand it. Seeing that I shied away, the man pointed several times at the phone, quickly explained something to the invisible caller, listened, and then handed the phone to me.
“Hello,” I pressed the phone to my ear, the interlocutor’s accent was monstrous, besides, he spoke illegibly and quickly, “sorry, I wanted to ask ...
The voice on the other end of the tube continued to speak, I tried several times to wedge in, then left this hopeless occupation. There was only one way out, you had to listen to the end.
“I just wanted to ask,” I could not stand it, I started talking again, “when will I be taken to my fianc;?”
“The groom is already here,” the interlocutor suddenly fell silent, and then spoke again. His speech was still unintelligible and endless.
Hearing that my fianc; was somewhere here, and I was standing there and could not get to know him, I slightly raised my voice to shout over the invisible interlocutor
“Excuse me,” I said loudly, “but could you tell him that I am standing here? You see, I'm tired and hungry.
The interlocutor suddenly fell silent, and then, when I already thought that the conversation was over, he suddenly again gave birth to two words
“I already told you,” he said clearly.
Hearing that my fianc; was already aware that I had arrived, I was delighted and wanted to press the end button, but the man again began to say something.
Having waited once again for the end of his speech, I asked the interlocutor to call my fianc; and asked him to come to me.
The man was silent again for a while, and then asked to pass the phone to the one who met me. I did so. The men had a short conversation, and then the receiver was again with me.
So, when is my fianc; coming? I again asked the question to the interlocutor. The answer was discouraging.
Your fianc; is standing next to you.
I turned around. Only the one who met me was standing nearby. About this, slightly raising my voice, I informed the invisible interlocutor.
“Maybe you didn’t understand,” I was completely nervous, and, therefore, I was almost screaming into the phone, “but I ask that the person who invited me to Beijing come up to me!” Next to me, my fianc; is not, even though you say that he is here! Only the person who met me is standing next to me.
The interlocutor muttered something displeased, he probably cursed, but the situation was still not clear.
“If you don’t call my fianc; right now,” I threatened, “I’ll go look for a ticket office where I can buy a plane ticket that will take me back home.”
The interlocutor also raised his voice. It was evident that the situation was starting to heat up for him as well.
He muttered something, rustling was heard, probably he was leafing through the pages of the dictionary, finally, I heard something that plunged me into a stupor.
“Your fianc;,” the interlocutor suddenly began to speak in a high voice, “is standing next to you. The man who met you is your fianc;.
I turned around, the man who met me smiled uncertainly at me.
“You must have mixed something up,” I said in a conciliatory voice, “I saw a photo of the one who invited me to China, I even talked to him via video link. The man who met me is not like the one I spoke to. You see, I have a phenomenal memory and I...
An angry voice sounded at the other end of the phone. The man did not want to delve into the subtleties. He only knew one thing, my fianc; is standing not far from me and that's it!
“He sent the money for the ticket,” the man summed up the conversation, but I started asking questions again.
“I don’t understand,” I moaned again, but the interlocutor again raised his voice to a higher note, and began to speak loudly, almost shouting
- You're russian? he asked, "Why don't you understand my good Russian language?" - it was heard that I finally got him with my questions, - I speak Russian well, and I already explained to you that your fianc; is the one who met you! What don't you understand, woman?
“But,” I tried again to clarify something, and then I realized that I had already received answers to my questions. After that, I could only thank the interlocutor.
He accepted my gratitude with grumbling, one could hear that he is not happy. He expected satisfaction from the conversation and praises addressed to him, and the Russian woman completely exhausted him with her questions.
So: to sum up: the invisible interlocutor spoke Russian a little better than the one who met me, and explained to me that the man who met me was my fianc;.
If someone did not understand the meaning of the above dialogue, I will briefly summarize.
Before me was the person who transferred the money to me. Having given out this simple information, the invisible interlocutor wanted to disconnect, but I did not let him do this. I asked why the picture I saw on WeChat was of a different person?
The interlocutor began to explain something confused to me. The more he spoke, the less I understood him. The words he spoke were Russian, but there was no sense in this set of words.
Trying to understand something, I asked again and again, and the interlocutor suddenly took offense. He considered his Russian language to be perfect, and could not understand why a Russian woman did not understand what he was saying. After some time, I realized that it was easier to pretend that I understood everything than to try to find the truth in the words of a man who considered himself an expert on the great and mighty Russian language.
Finally I got tired of all this. I realized only one thing for myself. In front of me was my fianc;, that is, a man whom I met just yesterday on WeChat, and who transferred money to me. And thanks to which I was now standing at the airport in Beijing.
Soon we were in a taxi. But when we arrived, it turned out that it was not a taxi, but my fianc;'s personal car, but there was a driver behind the wheel.
I was impressed, my fianc; had not just a car, but a car with a driver! I had very little opportunity to communicate with the groom and find out where he was taking me. At some point, I caught on. I suddenly realized with horror that I don’t even know the name of my future husband. I knew the name of the Chinese with whom I corresponded and who invited me to China, his name was Zhangbo, but I did not have time to make out the name of this man, he pronounced it very quickly and indistinctly.
However, sometimes I am very persistent.
When the car door was opened in front of me, and the groom said that we had already arrived, I declared that I would not move until the man clearly told me, and preferably, even, in syllables, his name. I would also like to see his passport. I recognized the name, but the man did not have his passport. Instead of a passport, they showed me some kind of certificate. On it was a photograph of this man in national costume. The place where I was brought looked like a hotel, but the atmosphere in it was almost homely. The guests crowded in the common room, someone sang something in a high and ear-piercing voice, someone talked, and several people sat staring at the TV. Although, of course, I'm getting ahead of myself, I saw all this much later.
My fianc; escorted me into the room, kissed me on the cheek, and left.
First of all, I connected wi-fi.
I haven't been online for over 12 hours. Even before the end of dressing, I began to actively communicate. To my surprise, the world, during these 12 hours, has not changed at all. I thought that by turning on the phone, I would see a lot of messages from friends and acquaintances. However, I was disappointed. No one even paid attention to the fact that I'm not in the city right now. Only my friend Nadia languidly asked why, I, so abruptly, was going to quit?
There were a few other minor messages and that's it. This was all about the different programs I was registered with, all except for the WeChat program. If earlier there were just a lot of messages in the chat, now this program worked with an incredible load.
The flow of messages has increased to an impossibility.
Probably the point was that the WeChat program is a Chinese program, and now I was in China, and not just in China, but on the territory of its capital. I was in Beijing.
Suddenly there was a sound, notifying me that a message had arrived. The message came to my mail.ru. Opening the message, I skimmed through the lines and immediately grabbed my head.
I forgot to pick up from Russia, from Vladivostok, the most important thing.
You will never guess what I mean by the term "most important". No, it wasn't a father and mother, or a photograph of a loved one. I see a lot of options that you sketched in response to my question. But I'm sure none of your answers are correct. However, of course, I could be wrong.
I don't want to intrigue you anymore and give the correct answer. The main thing, in this case, was a wedding white dress, which all this time was sewn in America, and which, right now, has finally arrived.
Which is what I was told by email.
Unable to bear the disappointment, I burst into tears.
And it was necessary for this to happen that at that very moment there was a knock on the door. My fiance has arrived. Glancing at the clock, I was taken aback. It's been two hours since I checked into the hotel, and I haven't even washed my face off the road and haven't completely changed my clothes.
I had to apologize to my fiance oh, and ask him to wait a little longer. After two hours, I was finally ready. My fianc; dressed up too. I thought that he would greet me with a hail of reproaches, as Igor always did when he had to wait for me for a long time, but I immediately remembered that the Chinese fianc; spoke Russian poorly.
So the disadvantage immediately turned into a virtue.
When I left the room, I discovered that my fianc; was not at all bored. He was chatting animatedly about something with the guests of the hotel.
My exit made a splash.
I wore a tight black dress, fishnet tights and stiletto heels. I threw a fur cape over my shoulders. For some reason, I imagined that my future husband and I would go to a restaurant now to have dinner, but I was mistaken.
My fianc;, of course, was going to invite me to a restaurant, but a little later. Now his plans were somewhat different. At the main entrance to the hotel there was already a car that was supposed to take me and my fianc; to ...
We bet you'll never guess where!
Okay, I'll tell you.
As soon as my fianc; announced the purpose of the trip, I immediately lost the mood to joke. The groom solemnly informed me that he intended to take me to where his mother lives. To put it simply, he was going to introduce me to his mother. Yes, I got stuck again. The outfit that I pulled on myself was not at all suitable for the first acquaintance with the groom's mother.
I thought that my fianc;'s mother lives somewhere nearby, but today was apparently a day of mistakes.
My fianc; was sitting next to the driver, humming a song in between phone calls. We all drove and drove. It began to get dark. I glanced at the clock. It was already nine o'clock in the evening in Vladivostok. The time difference was two hours. So now, in China, it was 19:00. Time passed, and we all drove and drove. Outside the window it became completely dark, and then it dawned on me that even such a large city as Beijing could not stretch so far.
The road was brightly lit, but the sides were lined with concrete blocks that stretched for miles. That is, I did not see any landscape. When another half an hour had passed, and my stomach was growling, I touched the groom on the shoulder. He turned to me with a surprised expression. I got the impression that, while we were driving, he forgot that he had a girl in the back seat who had flown many kilometers to China to receive the status of a bride, and then a wife. However, doubt and confusion in the eyes of the groom immediately gave way to pleasure from recognition.
Thank God, my fianc; remembered that I exist in this world! Smiling at me with a dazzling smile, he touched my knee with his finger, and then wanted to turn away.
Dudki, mister groom!
I turned his head towards me again and pantomimed that I was hungry. Everything I could expect, but not the expression of fear. When I arbitrarily turned the groom's head towards me, he was frightened. However, the fright was immediately replaced by a smile when he realized what I wanted from him. And I didn’t just want to eat, I wanted to chew, tear pieces of meat with my teeth, I wanted to: eat! The last time I ate in the cabin of an airplane, and that was a long time ago.
Almost in another life.
After consulting the phone, which probably had a dictionary, the groom, by the way, in Russian his name was Sasha, turned to me the screen of the phone, on which the following was written in Russian: breakfast will be coming soon. Not immediately realizing that this was a translation error, I was about to make a fuss, because I realized that I simply would not live to see breakfast.
I cried again.
This time I did not stop and cry into a fist, now I sobbed from the bottom of my heart and at the top of my voice. At some point, I howled apparently so loudly that the driver almost lost control. In any case, he had to pull off the main road and stop. The groom moved in with me. It became clear that my emotions seriously frighten him. I once again repeated the pantomime through tears, clearly showing that I was very, very hungry. The groom moved away from me a little and began to poke at the phone again. This time the translator translated correctly. The inscription read: we will have supper soon.
I nodded, dried my eyes, and decided to be patient. On the clock that was on the control panel of the machine, I saw that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Remembering the girlfriends who were now having fun in a nightclub, I felt sad. There were: bright lights, loud music and admiring eyes of men, but here there was only a fresh smell of a car interior, Chinese speech, and darkness outside the window. Finally, we have arrived.
Sasha opened the car door and gave me his hand. I immediately admired his gentlemanship, I was very pleased. Later I realized that he gave me his hand because I was wearing high heels and it was dirty around. It had recently rained, there were no paved paths, and we paddled right through the mud. It was all about the public road.
The house where the mother of the groom lived had paved paths, but we would not have reached the house. The mud pits were so deep that they could only be overcome by submarine. We were expected. When we entered under the arches of a spacious house, I was shown elk that half of China came out to meet us. There were so many people that the air conditioner could not cope.
There was a breathtaking smell and it was very stuffy. Showing off my fishnet tights, tight dress, and fur cape, I realized that the sweat that was streaming down my face would wash away all my makeup very soon. My fianc; kissed my mother on the cheek and immediately disappeared somewhere, and I was left alone, under the gunpoint of hundreds of eyes.
You may have noticed that in a stressful situation, I become aggressive. Of course, I can cry, but in the end, I will still do as I see fit.
My eyes still sting from tears, sweat is already flowing like a river through my body, and I sum up.
Do you want to marry a Chinese fiance?
So get out!
If you really want, then, in the end, you will still achieve what you want, but you must remember the following: despite the fact that we all live under the same sun, we sometimes seem to each other worse than aliens.
This applies to people whom fate, due to some unusual situation, has pushed close to people of another nation.
If you are ready for:
strangers will stare at you,
touch your hair
and sometimes even try to cut a strand from your hair,
spoon feed,
then to stuff the same spoon into your mouth,
to be interested, through a translator on the phone,
when was the last time you had your period
and, when, home?
And all these curiosities will not infuriate you,
but only cause an annoying smile,
then you are almost ready to
to become the wife of a Chinese millionaire,
of course, if you survive the meeting with the Chinese mother.
Chapter Four
If you imagine a Chinese mother as a kind of old woman in a national dress, you are far from the truth. Maybe somewhere out there, in the south of China, old Chinese women walk in such outfits, but my fianc;'s mother was dressed smartly and smartly.
From the abundance of sparkles rippled in the eyes. Sequins were everywhere, on a jacket, on a skirt, on shoes, on tights, even around the eyelids, and then a few sparkles sparkled. Mom had a great haircut, a thin waist, a smooth face without wrinkles. All mothers would look like this in their seventy years.
I tried my best to show sympathy for my fianc;'s mother, but I couldn't manage to do it. I was constantly distracted by friendly Chinese friends. First there was a collective selfie, they put me in the middle, and everyone tried to push the other away in order to get as close as possible to me.
Of course, this attention touched me, but the stomach, which demanded attention to itself, and only to itself, did not allow me to relax and feel the friendly atmosphere of this house. I felt like crying again, but when I caught the worried look of the groom who came from nowhere, I realized that he was on the alert! While I was trying to get through the crowd of friendly people towards me, my fianc; disappeared somewhere again. In the crowd, a man in a smart suit flashed several times, who was trying to organize something. Here and there he heard his high voice. People listened to him for a minute, and then relaxed again. Then the man shouted something again, and after that...
There was silence.
And I saw a strange picture. My fianc; was dragging a trough with water, followed by a Chinese who looked like him like two drops of water. The second man dragged the shop behind him. The shop was so big that he constantly grabbed those present. At last the strange couple reached the middle of the room. The groom said something colorful and long, apparently what he said was so valuable to those present that they burst into applause.
The second Chinese, with visible relief and a terrible roar, lowered the bench to the floor. My fianc; was more careful, but still could not put the trough without spilling water. Yes, yes, he not only carried a trough, but carried a trough full of water. Turns out today was Mother's Day. And my fianc;, along with his brother, decided to wash my mother's feet as a sign of respect.
I thought that now something would happen, and I would finally be seated at the table. However, my fianc;, along with his brother, continued to say something. Every proposal of my fianc; was met with a roar of approving voices and applause.
At some point, I realized that I needed to take matters into my own hands. Imperceptibly, as it seemed to me, I disappeared into the crowd. I didn’t know my way around the house well, but I relied on my sense of smell. I reasoned simply, if there is a house, then there are people who love to eat. And if there are people who love to eat, then there should be a kitchen where they prepare dishes for people who love to eat. My sense of smell and rumbling stomach didn't let me down. I wandered a little around the house, but I still found the kitchen. You should have seen the faces of the chefs when I stumbled into the kitchen.
The kitchen was small, slightly smaller than the central square of my hometown of Vladivostok.
I couldn't count the cooks, they were moving all the time. However, when I materialized under the vaults of the kitchen, two of the cooks simply fell into a stupor. Buns lay on the nearest table, ready to be served to the guests. I grabbed the nearest bun and dug my teeth into it. The bun looked white and seemed unbaked, but I knew that these buns were quite ready to eat and quite tasty. I tried such buns when I went for a short trip to the border city of China, the city of Suifenhe.
The muffin I grabbed from the kitchen table without permission looked exactly the same. I did not notice how I ate this bun and immediately reached for the second one. However, this time, one of the chefs decided to show courage and stood up for the master's dishes.
Picking up a kitchen appliance that looked like a ladle, he began to walk around the table. He had a heroic grimace on his face, it probably meant that he was ready to lay down his life, but would not allow the owners, on such a solemn day, to remain hungry. I don't know how I seemed to the kitchen workers, but I suspect that my seductive appearance frightened them today rather than touched.
The situation was getting dangerous. The rest of the cooks also came to their senses, and were ready to defend the dishes they had prepared to the last. Fortunately, my fianc; was on the alert and came after me. The appearance of the groom made the atmosphere in the kitchen almost friendly. Seeing that I was holding a bun in each hand, the groom said something to the cooks with a smile, and then beckoned me to follow him.
Fortunately, no one paid attention to my return, as well as to my absence, because at that moment a car drove up to the house, and everyone in the room, in a friendly crowd, rushed to the front door. Either the dirt, during my presence in this house, had time to dry, or the car in which the guest arrived was more powerful, but the fact remains that the guest drove right into the yard. It turned out that my fiance's grandmother had arrived.
I finally understood why they didn’t start the holiday, probably they were waiting for my grandmother.
What happened next was this. The grandmother was seated on a bench, she lowered her legs into the trough, and the groom's mother began to wash her feet. After the feet were washed and dried, the groom's brother quickly dragged the trough. While he was gone, Sasha ordered that all the women present in the hall should be given multi-colored carnations. Before the last woman had time to press the bouquet to her, my fianc;'s brother ran into the living room again. In his hands he also had a trough, but with a new portion of water.
The same performance was repeated with washing the feet, only now, Sasha's mother was awarded the high honor of putting her feet in the trough. Sasha washed her feet this time. If you think that on this solemn part dedicated to the celebration of Mother's Day was completed, then you are mistaken, everything was just beginning. The women were seated, the men stood nearby. At the cotton of my fianc;, some boards, coasters and pieces of cloth were brought. A few minutes later I realized that a stage was being set up in the living room.
Sasha decided to please his ladies. Either he, or other men, took turns climbing the stage and showed amateur performances dedicated to Mother's Day to the amiable ladies. There were songs, playing national instruments, recitations and musical numbers from Chinese opera, and much, much more. I ate my buns a long time ago. Fortunately, there were teapots and small bowls on the tables. So I even found something to drink my buns with. The tea I drank seemed a little bitter to me, but I didn't care anymore.
Of course, I didn’t eat two buns, but the worm froze. And the concert was in full swing, and now not only men, but also women performed.
I started to fall asleep.
I was full, I was warm, what else is needed for happiness? At some point, I dozed off, so deeply that I dropped my purse from my hands.
Those present turned to me in unison. This was the moment when the organizer of the holiday took the floor. He said something for so long that he tired even his compatriots. That is why the invitees paid attention to the knock. If the purse had fallen at the moment when the orchestra of folk instruments rumbled, of course, no one would have led an ear, but I'm so lucky.
I immediately woke up, but it was too late. The organizer ran up to me, picked up my purse, and chirped something excitedly. Those present roared and burst into applause. The sudden excitement seemed suspicious to me. I never complained about the lack of intuition. It was evident that the groom was also confused. Coming up to me, he gave me his hand. I was delighted and thought that they would lead me to the table in a solemn atmosphere. I really was led, but not to the table, but in the direction of the stage.
When there were only a few steps to the stage, I began to slow down and resist. It has come to me. I was also offered to somehow congratulate my fianc;'s mother and grandmother. I understood that by dropping my purse, I drew attention to myself, and now the situation could not be reversed.
“Okay, then,” I thought maliciously, “now I’ll arrange for you. You will remember for the rest of your life that you cannot drive me into a corner.
A few days later, a holiday was to take place, which I loved since childhood. Victory Day, May 9, was approaching. For two weeks now, on the eve of the holiday, on the streets, and from TV screens, military songs were heard, and about Katyusha's song was broadcast most often.
So I decided to sing. It is the song "Katyusha".
I always knew that the Chinese are very musical people, and I was sure that I would be asked to shut up after the first line that I sang, this always happened at my house, during family holidays.
But the well-bred Chinese did nothing to show that a bear stepped on my ear, they only smiled benevolently and clapped their hands with all their might. At some point, the orchestra even struck out, which immediately drowned out my weak voice.
Mom and grandmother even began to dance. The holiday was a success. By the time we were finally seated at the tables, I felt almost at home. The only embarrassing thing was that I was not allowed to finish eating. I finished the dish to the middle, they touched me on the shoulder, while I tried to understand what they were saying to me, it turned out that my half-eaten dish was no longer in front of me. But a little later I had another course of dishes before me. As I tracked where the plates of my half-eaten food disappeared, I laughed. Two girls of 13-14 years old, either nieces or some other distant relative, fought over the contents of the plate.
I don’t know what the younger generation of the family imagined there, but the teenage girls tried to share the food that they didn’t let me finish eating. As my fianc; later told me, the girls hoped that if they could finish the food from my plate, their hair would turn golden and their eyes blue.
In general, the holiday was a success!
Dinner was coming to an end, I thought that after dinner I would be taken to the hotel. Probably, everything would have been so if grandmother had not received a call on her mobile phone. Grandmother could not understand for a long time where the call was coming from, Sasha immediately rushed to help. They dug through the entire large bag, and only at the very bottom of the bag was a telephone, which by that time had already stopped ringing.
Grandma was terribly upset. Sasha immediately found the missed number and pressed the button. It turned out that Sasha's aunt from America called to congratulate her sister and mother.
What started here!
Mom and grandmother had already talked to their sister, but the conversation continued. Each of those present was eager to pay respect to the unfortunate, in their opinion, compatriot, who lives so far from home, in distant America. Time passed, and the flow of those eager to talk did not stop.
Sasha briefly talked about something with his mother, then picked up the phone from another relative, and, as I understood, he agreed on something with his aunt. After that, the organizer was called. The man spilled like a nightingale. When he repeated the speech, relatives and guests nodded their heads in unison.
After Sasha added a few more words, those present nodded their heads with even greater enthusiasm. I became curious, but I did not hope that someone would explain to me what was happening.
However, Sasha suddenly remembered me, came up, turned on the screen of his mobile phone and this is what I read there:
“We will talk on Skype with America, let's go to the cinema”
Of course I went, where would I go, from this submarine?
The cinema hall was small, there were no more than three hundred seats in it.
The booth with the computer and speaker mixer was somehow connected to the screen. It took about 15 minutes to seat relatives and guests. While Sasha turned on the computer, the organizer ran in front of the screen and said something with inspiration, and finally, the image of the computer desktop appeared on the screen, and it was clear how Sasha turned on Skype.
A little more and we saw American relatives, and they saw us.
Happiness had no chapel. Those present in the hall were so inspired that right from the spot they began to communicate with Sasha's aunt. However, there were also many Chinese relatives on the other side of the globe and they also wanted to talk. At some point, I realized that it would drag on for a long time and decided to get some sleep. I don’t know how much I slept, but I woke up from the fact that silence hung in the hall. I rubbed my eyes and raised my head.
Horror!
The relatives were silent and looked at me.
There was some kind of trick. Sasha took out a handkerchief, spat on it, and stretched out his eyes to me with the handkerchief, which probably meant: stop sleeping, all the relatives are looking at you.
I got angry, I was tired of being woken up all day and not being allowed to eat, so I took Sasha's hand away.
Sighing heavily, Sasha again took out his mobile phone and told me that my aunt wanted to meet her future daughter-in-law.
Get hurt!
I looked at the clock, it was 4 am at home, and here the holiday was in full swing. However, there was no one to be offended by. Everything that happened was my fault. If it hadn't occurred to me to fly halfway across the world to get the status of a wife, I would now be sleeping peacefully in my bed. Tomorrow will be Sunday, I would have had time to relax, quarrel with Igor and even cry.
On Monday, I would go to work, look at the same insipid faces, and do work that I don’t like. Having said all this to myself, I suddenly realized that I did not want to go home, that I already liked everything.
Taking out a comb, mirror and lipstick, I put myself in order under the admiring the views of those present. Looking at myself from all sides, I got up and, swaying on my heels, moved towards the screen.
At some point, I swayed, and would certainly have fallen if Sasha had not supported me in time. Aunt was not at all like Sasha's mother. She missed glitter. Here she just looked like old Chinese women from photographs of the last century. Even the grandmother looked more fashionable and stylish than her.
Apparently, in this way, in America, the Chinese remained faithful to their homeland. Everything else was the same as here. Behind the back of the aunt, a large family was chirping, laughter, isolated cries and a rumble of voices were heard. However, there was also silence on the other side as soon as I stepped out and stood facing the screen. My aunt chirped something, Sasha smiled, and I realized that my American relatives also accepted me into their big family. After that, they stopped paying attention to me. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't anymore.
And in front of the screen, the unseen was happening.
Relatives from America lined up on the screen, and relatives from this side began to actively photograph them, then they changed. This side lined up, that side took pictures.
And then they remembered me again.
They put me in the middle and the photo session began again.
I was photographed alone, then with Sasha, my mother, grandmother and brother, and then again with all the other relatives. Then an idea came into my aunt's head, which she immediately voiced. American relatives lined up on the screen, leaving an empty space in the middle.
I was asked to come up to the screen. It turned out that I was standing among the line of American relatives. Relatives from China actively photographed all this. It was already 6 in the morning in Vladivostok, when everyone began to go home. Relatives from America asked relatives from China to drop a photo in the morning, where they are photographed with their daughter-in-law and all other family members. On this, the family holiday dedicated to Mother's Day was over.
After that, I was taken to the guest house.
The house was wow, cool!
It had two bathrooms, two bedrooms, an office, a living room, and a dining room.
It did not have any Chinese national motifs that were present in all the premises of the main house, but this did not make it less comfortable. I promised Sasha that I myself would figure out where everything was in the guest house and sent him away.
God, I was finally alone!
Throwing myself on the bed, which was a little smaller than the auditorium, I promised myself that tomorrow I would sleep until evening. Let them try to wake me up!
However, I can't sleep until I take stock of the day and share it with you.
So: my dear compatriots and especially, compatriots, I ...
I want to sleep. My thoughts are confused and I...
I want to tell you...
Take buns with you on the road, oh, sorry, take some food if you are flying to a meeting with the groom from another country.
Who the hell knows what their eating habits are, maybe they eat once a day, or maybe every hour?
Everyone has their perks!
Each nation takes food in accordance with its national customs, and we, Russians, love to eat when the soul, excuse me, the stomach asks.
Yes, we are Russians!
We live as our soul tells us, well, sometimes, I wish ... to ... to!
All. I sleep. Till tomorrow. And don't wake me up early.
Chapter Five
Let me move smoothly from the guest house to the house that I finally entered as the hostess. The apartment was not far from the center of Beijing, and although it was in an apartment building, it had two floors. There was also a country house in which Sasha liked, right in his shorts, to sit in the courtyard and listen to the birds singing in the cage. These cages were taken out into the yard every morning and hung on the trees.
I'll talk about the wedding a little later, okay?
In China, there are several unwritten rules that, if you want to earn the respect of society, you must follow.
Civil marriages, so popular in Europe, are not welcome here.
The bride must be younger than the groom, at least a week, at least a day.
Young people cannot marry if they are in the status of a student.
Even if you are a master, bachelor, then still, be patient! Otherwise, you will be thrown out of school.
The marriageable age of the bride is 21, the groom is 22.
Before the wedding ceremony, demons are scared away by cannon shots. Dragon dance - promises prosperity and well-being.
We fit each other in all respects, none of us was a student. I was much younger than the groom, and we were both well into our twenties.
But I'm getting too far ahead.
If in the European part of the planet, after the wedding, the bride and groom go on a honeymoon trip, then in China, the honeymoon trip takes place before the wedding. This is necessary so that, directly at the wedding, the bride and groom can provide the guests with the story of their love, captured in photographs. Many hotels just exist due to the wedding theme.
Our pre-wedding photo shoot took place on the island of Sanya. We lived in a hotel near the sea, and every day to work, went to the seashore, where they were already waiting for us: a make-up artist, a costume designer, a photographer with an assistant, as well as a wedding designer-director. Before starting the photo session, the scenario of the future photo was thought out in seconds. How to turn, where to turn, how to stand in relation to the groom. Facial expression, mise en scene, position of arms, legs, head - all this had to be agreed in advance.
Three days flew by like a flash. I didn’t even swim in the sea in a human way. Dresses that were prepared in advance, especially for a wedding photo shoot, we changed every day 3-5 times.
Here I took my soul!
And also, my dear compatriots, I will tell you a big secret, Sasha and I had separate rooms in the hotel. That's how it was supposed to be. It suited me just fine. I don’t know if this suited Sasha, I didn’t ask, in general, after arriving in China, I spoke very little. It just wasn't with anyone. Sometimes it seemed to me that I was playing some role, doing some work. A job that I created for myself. At some moments, it was not easy for me, but it never crossed my mind to cancel the wedding and go back.
By this moment, at home, in Vladivostok, everyone had already fully realized that I had left and would not return soon. My fianc;, Igor, suddenly developed feelings for me and bombarded me with emails and text messages. He was ready for anything, even offered to marry, if only I would return.
Nadia's friend was also unhappy.
When I worked with her, I did the amount of work, and effortlessly, which had to be divided into six people. I found out about all this just now and was a little offended by my friend. Of course, if she had told me about it earlier, nothing would have changed. I am not one of those people who go to the authorities every week and ask for a raise. But at least I wouldn't feel like a black sheep.
Nadia asked me to come back several times. When I refused, she tried to get a benefit from the other side. Since I could do my job remotely, she tried to persuade me to do something supposedly for her personally. Several times I fulfilled her requests, but the flow of requests did not decrease, but increased. And now I work absolutely free. I wrote my resignation letter and faxed it and my boss signed it.
Returning to Beijing, I fulfilled Nadia’s requests several times, but when I realized that, because of the work imposed on me, I was ready to take a swing at the sacred, skip dinner with my beloved fianc;, I told Nadezhda that I could no longer help her. At first, Nadia was silent, but the next day I received an angry voicemail accusing me of all possible and impossible sins.
Here is a short excerpt from her message
“Dear, beloved friend Alena. You bastard! Because of you, I lost this quarter's bonus! You deserted, and I was left behind! Your act has no justification, I tell you as the head of the department and as your friend. Yes, I understand that it's time to explain something to you!
The fact is that you were doing the work of a subdivision that existed only on paper. That is, you were listed in this subdivision, but besides you, there were six more people. These people didn't actually work in our department, but since you did all the work for them, no one cared! Yes, you are right, you did not receive money for the work of these six, I received it. Well, that's what friends are for, to help each other. I saved this money to buy an apartment, just a little was not enough and now I'm in flight. And it's all your fault. You are an awesome friend!!! If you had even said a word about your plans, I would not have let you fly away! Bones would lay down. Well, now you are a millionaire, and I have lost hope of buying an apartment. But I'll take revenge on you! Since I am now left without an apartment because of you, I phoned Igor, your fianc;! Oh, this idea came to my mind recently, but I already like it! Here I will take revenge on you! I'll rent a room in Igor's apartment, the room where you lived, and I'll sleep in your pink bed! And use your pink headset! You didn't take them with you to China, did you? And you won't take it! Igor just said that he was taking away your furniture, pink set, on account of the rent! I gave him the idea! I understand that this is ... not fair, but I am doing the same as you did to me, treacherous friend!
Looking ahead, I will tell you that, six months after my departure, Igor and Nadia got married. They agreed on the basis of general dissatisfaction with me and my sudden act.
That is life!
But let's go back a little to the wedding.
I didn't mention another circumstance that was very important. The parents of the bride and groom must be present at the wedding. However, as you know, this rule is valid not only in China. Even if before the wedding, they did not manage to get acquainted, then at the wedding all parents should be in full force.
My parents were very old and could not fly to Beijing. Mom just couldn't take the flight. P Therefore, the acquaintance happened all in the same skype. My parents did not know how to use Skype, so one of my relatives was involved in the connection. Let me tell you straight away, communication did not work out. Judge for yourself what kind of communication it is if a simple question, which is asked with the desire to receive an immediate answer, has to go through many stages.
Imagine this situation, the groom's grandmother wants to know how the health of the bride's father. To convey this simple question, the groom must listen to his grandmother, then find the translation of the question on the mobile phone, I must read it, then voice this question to his father. The response followed the same pattern.
However, the conversation lasted quite a long time, fifteen minutes. I thought we wouldn't last that long. Sasha's grandmother liked my dad, what opinion my parents had, I found out much later.
I don’t know if you noticed or not, but I deliberately play for time and do not talk about the wedding.
Judge for yourself, well, what kind of impressions from the wedding can remain if the bride was not wearing a white dress during the wedding ceremony. So we come to the most basic component from which the wedding feelings of the bride are built. When all the elements that the wedding would consist of were discussed, I hinted that they would send me my white wedding dress, which was waiting for me at home in Vladivostok. Sasha didn't argue with me. But when we were alone, he said that white is not a very popular color in China.
Brides who want to wear light-colored dresses during the wedding ceremony wear a cream-colored dress. I got excited and said I didn't want a cream dress.
Sasha was delighted and said that, choosing me as his wife, he was not mistaken in his choice. I paused, not knowing what to answer. It was clear that some kind of mistake had occurred, and Sasha and I simply did not understand each other. After a pause, I timidly asked the groom about the dress. I decided to clarify what color the dress should be worn by the bride during the wedding. During our communication, Sasha managed to find out for himself this: if I begin to speak timidly and frightened, it means that there will be a storm further. And hysteria is not the worst thing. However, this time I had to restrain myself.
Sasha said that her mother asked her future daughter-in-law to wear a red dress at the wedding. I lowered my head. The fact is that the request of the older generation, especially the mother of the groom, is sacred to me. Of course, if Sasha's father had voiced this request, and by the way, he had not been alive for many years, I would hardly have agreed, but I could not refuse my mother, but my mood was spoiled.
I went into the bedroom and lay there, not responding to the timid knock of my then-future husband at the door. So in the evening he went out to supper alone. The dress was chic, it was the most chic among the dresses, of which I reviewed a huge number in a week. Finally, the dress was chosen, it sat perfectly on me, but the mere thought that I didn’t choose the color myself, but that it was imposed on me, spoiled the whole mood from the upcoming wedding ceremony.
Well, it's time to talk about how the wedding went.
I'm not sentimental, but the memory of my wishes come true brings tears to my eyes. Tears of tenderness and happiness! Everything was perfect. I loved the people who were around me and they truly loved me. In any case, I hope so.
There were no wedding jokes that are present at a Russian wedding. No one stole the shoe, there was no fight at the wedding, and no one tried to steal the bride, that is, me, and did not demand a ransom. However, I would not want these touches to be on my wedding, which I have been waiting for, waiting for so long. There was beautiful music, there was a huge - huge hall.
Plus the chic decor. There were many candles, an abundance of red, there was live music, that is, a variety orchestra. The day was long, but it did not tire me. A choreographer was invited two weeks before, and every day we learned the dance moves that we performed for the guests. It was a medley of various Chinese songs. Of course, this was not the main number of the program. The main number was a slow dance of the bride and groom, that is, us. In fact, the wedding was very interesting, but it was not fun for me and my fianc;. It began with the fact that we stood at the door and greeted the guests, but in Russia everything would be the other way around.
There were many speeches, wishes, there were many other things. Moreover, the wishes were not only verbal. After the guest went inside, the first person he saw was ... Accountant. The accountant accepted gifts in monetary terms, in a red Hong bao envelope, and made sure that wishes were still written on the envelope. And he entered all this monetary congratulation in a red special book. That's it, no self-activity.
I don't know how it happens at other weddings, but that's how it was for me. I am calm about alcohol, but on this, the most important evening for me, I had to drink a lot. My husband and I moved methodically from one table to another oh, and every time we had a glass with a new portion of alcohol in our hand to thank those who came to our wedding. Fortunately, I am a hardened fighter, going to nightclubs every week still hardens, but I had a hard time, not to mention my fianc;.
My husband, who has attended many weddings in his life, said that the brides who survived the ceremony of gratitude to the guests who came to the wedding and stood on their feet can be counted on the fingers.
I have resisted!
Yes, I forgot to tell you, there was an inflatable arch in front of our future home so that the entire population of the area in which we will live knew that there would be a wedding here. The arch stood in front of the entrance to the alley, and in front of our house there was another one, on which “Love” was written in large letters, in English. And also, there was a large banner on which, almost in full size, several of our photos were placed, so to speak, a creative report from the honeymoon trip.
Our blanket, old-timers of the family, was stitched with a red thread of happiness.
The day before the wedding, the bride, that is, I had to spend in a narrow family circle. Since no one could fly to me, and sitting in a separate apartment in Beijing, I was bored alone, then, three days before the wedding, I flew home.
This may seem like waste to some, but do not forget that my husband was a millionaire and could easily afford it. In addition to Nadia, I had many friends, so I invited them and, according to Russian custom, arranged a bachelorette party.
But I was a modern girl, and no one prevented me from sending video reports from the bachelorette party to Sasha and his friends. Sasha, and especially his friends, were very pleased. After all, there were a lot of beautiful Russian girls next to me.
I flew back to Beijing just before the wedding. The time of our meeting with my future husband was calculated by the stars. They added, calculated, minus, divided, and it turned out that our meeting was supposed to take place at 6 in the morning. At four in the morning, Sasha, along with his friends, was almost ready. On the street, near the house, loud music sounded, then firecrackers were blown up. I can imagine how housemates would behave in Russia if such wedding preparations took place there.
Stone statues, lions, which were on the path along which the wedding cortege was supposed to pass, were carefully covered with red silk caps. According to legend, stone sculptures have great energy, and it was better this morning to muffle this energy.
A cortege of 18 cars came for me. Sasha and I met at exactly 6 o'clock in the morning. Since I did not have a home in China, Sasha took me from a temporary apartment, which we rented for a few days.
A ransom of three million rubles was sent this morning to my father's passbook, the dress cost me twenty thousand yuan. They also gave me a car - it was a common gift from my relatives.
I will not announce the price of the car.
The organizer was also present at our wedding, though different, not the one that was at the bottom of the mother. For a whole week he learned several Russian sentences, the easiest of which was the phrase: "I love you"
The culmination of the holiday was, just, pronounced in Russian, by the groom, at the suggestion of the organizer, the sentence: “I love you”, I, too, uttered the same sentence, only in Chinese.
Since my father was far away, but someone had to hand me over to my future husband, they found an old man who agreed to play a temporary father. My future husband, solemnly swore to the dummy father that he would take care of me all his life. In China, a wife must have three virtues: in childhood she must obey her father, after marriage she must obey her husband, and if she becomes a widow, she must obey her son. I have now entered the second stage.
Registration took place right at the restaurant. We exchanged rings and signed something. As I was told later, I was now registered directly at my husband's place of residence. An oath was uttered to be together in sorrow and joy. Exactly like in our registry offices. But there were no kisses. The groom opened his arms to receive in them the sun of his heart, that is, me!
By the way, Sasha said that if we had not coped with gratitude to the invited guests, that is, the amount of alcohol would have knocked us down, then Sasha's brothers, relatives and cousins would have helped us, and if they had not coped with it, the sisters would have helped.
Dear friends and comrades, girlfriends, present and future, all those whom I know and do not know. I am extremely happy today!
Yes, my hasty decision to fly to China was pure gamble. But, fortunately, it ended very well. I'm talking about a solution.
My story is not over yet, I am still on the threshold of my new apartment and my family life.
What I want to tell you, if something doesn’t work out with your boyfriend or girlfriend, try to retreat for a while, go into the shadows, leave, if possible. Then, after some time, you may or may not return. Having relaxed, thrown away the fix idea, which has been sticking out like a nail in your brain all the last months, you can, on finally, to see the world that surrounds you in all its splendor, and you will understand that life is not limited to just one person, there are millions of guys and girls in the world.
Or maybe you should take a closer look at who is next to you every day. To your friend or girlfriend. On the one you trust, whom you trust immensely, as was the case with my friend Nadezhda. Sometimes our gaze is a little blurry and we look, but do not see the one whom we call a spiritual friend or girlfriend.
Yes, sorry, I keep forgetting that my book is a textbook, and I have to teach you something, teach, well, or, in extreme cases, tell something new.
Two fresh facts.
Firstly, in China, red is very popular, and they try to use white as little as possible. The fact is that in Asian countries, including China, white is the color of mourning, the color of death, the color of widows.
Red is the color of life, the color of love, the color of birth!
I hope you didn't know this, but if you did, then it's okay, repetition is the mother of learning.
And one more fact. Q. Due to some excesses in China's politics of the last century, there are now much fewer women in China than men. And there are not enough brides. Therefore, a wedding in China is now a very, very expensive event. Chinese women and girls, knowing all this, behave like princesses, and not just princesses, but capricious princesses.
I have only stated these two facts to you, and I will not comment on them yet, but know that these two circumstances turned out to be closely intertwined with my life and my story.
Chapter Six
Hello!
My precious reader, I haven't spoken to you in almost nine months. All these nine months, I was very busy, but now there is emptiness around me, and I have absolutely nothing to do. And right now I remembered that I have unfinished business. I am now talking about you, my dear reader, and about the textbook that I did not finish, but you did not finish it.
Well, what can I tell you, life in China, and specifically in Beijing, has both its pluses and minuses. But, of course, there are more advantages. That's what I thought until last week. No, don't think, nothing terrible happened, it's just that Sasha and I decided to leave. To be precise, this is not entirely my decision, but it was I who put the final point.
Well, let me tell you everything in order. The first month after the wedding was magical. As soon as Sasha and I went outside, I began to feel like a princess. We were accompanied by admiring and envious glances. In the capital, this was not so visible, but as soon as we drove off to where the foot of a European person had not set foot, or stepped, but rarely, we were surrounded by relatives, friends and ordinary residents, and Sasha walked proud like a rooster.
However, another month passed, and another, and I finally stopped paying attention to others. I just wasn't up to it. Starting from the second month, alarm bells rang around me, but I did not pay attention to them!
I must tell you that in China there are several major events in the life of any person. This is admission to a higher educational institution, a wedding, and, finally, the birth of a child. However, these are important milestones for any European. However, if in Europe, newlyweds do not have children for a long time, no one perceives this as a tragedy. Some families still live without children, and do not worry about it at all. Having lived for some time without children, they begin to appreciate peace and comfort, and no longer want someone to change their lives. Childless couples get dogs and cats, start collecting stamps, gems and other nonsense.
In China, a family without children is a tragedy. If in my homeland, in Russia, they can hint or carefully ask why there are no children, then here, in China, relatives do not hesitate to ask questions about this.
If it comes to mind, they can come up, touch the stomach, or even put their ear to the stomach. I have encountered this behavior more than once. When three months passed, they began to ask me questions more insistently and specifically.
By that time, I already spoke Chinese quite well. I have a phenomenal memory, and therefore, as a child, I, like a rocket, flew from one class to another. Having walked through three steps all my studies at school, I, already, in my incomplete 13 years, studied at the university. It was that special case when I was forced to be admitted to a higher educational institution. However, if you think that I have become happier because of this, then you are mistaken.
My parents were, of course, happy, of course, because their child, however, it is not known why, suddenly showed such results that none of the schoolchildren of the city had. My mind developed by leaps and bounds, and the body did not have time. The body was the body of a little girl. If we take into account the fact that I was also small in stature, then almost until the third year, they did not want to let me into the university premises if I forgot my student ID at home.
I graduated from the university, as expected, in four years. After that, all my classmates dispersed, and for them adulthood began. My specialty was in great demand, and therefore everyone who studied with me easily found a job, and I faced unforeseen difficulties. Nobody wanted to hire me. I was underage.
With difficulty, they found a job for me, I worked part-time, returned home and finished the work at home. So I lived until the age of eighteen.
And now, in China, for the first time in my life, my phenomenal memory helped me at least in something for me personally. When three months passed, I could communicate at a primitive level, but I improved every day. The only obstacle was that I did not have an ear for music, and in order to master Chinese perfectly, you need to have a good ear for music or ... be born in China. However, I was patient and things moved quickly. In any case, my husband and relatives understood what I was saying, and I didn’t need more. I could explain myself in the subway, in the store, I could exchange a few words with my neighbors, what more could you want?
Meanwhile, my husband began to spend more and more time at work. No, don't think, he didn't have a mistress, that was the point. The Chinese are terrible workaholics, this is in Europe, if you are a millionaire, you can enjoy the fruits of your million and do nothing. The Chinese can't live like this. Work for them is the main thing! Of course, after the family. But the family is in the evening, after work.
I was alone at home all day. Of course, I didn’t get bored, fortunately I had the Internet, I met Russian girls who lived and worked in Beijing on the Vkontakte website. Two girls were generally from Vladivostok.
However, returning to an empty apartment in the evening, I increasingly wondered, what am I doing here?
My husband, increasingly began to fly away on business trips. Something happened at his work. Something that worried him more and more.
Once, when he returned after a week's absence, I made a scene for him, but was unexpectedly rebuffed. Of course, he didn’t beat me, God forbid, but he said so many hurtful words to me that it would be better if we had a fight and forgot about the quarrel.
His main offense, of course, was that I was still not pregnant. I would have kept silent, but I soared to the skies and said that the reason might not be in me, but in him. We fought for a long time. Later, he asked for forgiveness, I kind of forgave him, but the offensive words did not want to go into the past, because my memory, unfortunately, was phenomenal. We reconciled and actively engaged in the creation of an heir to the family, but month after month passed, and nothing changed inside me.
Oh, well, what am I all about sad?
Tomorrow I am moving out of this apartment, and I will look for an apartment where I will live separately from my husband.
It cannot be said that Sasha oppressed me, and my life in recent months has been difficult and terrible, it’s just that I don’t like it when they expect God knows what from me, it puts pressure on me and depresses me.
Due to the crisis, Sasha's business was shaken, and he was forced to agree to a merger with another company. Uncle, the head of the company, promised that he would make Sasha vice president of the company. However, the whole family was unhappy that Sasha did not expect an heir. This somehow could influence the choice of uncle. I was so tired of this story that I declared that I was ready to divorce Sasha. My husband got scared. Divorce would definitely have crossed out his path to the top.
Then I got nervous, and started screaming for Sasha to get himself a mistress, and she would give birth to a child for him. Sasha was even more frightened. It can't be done, he said.
That is impossible, that is impossible, what kind of life?
I endured as much as I could, and then I told my husband that since he did not want to get a divorce, then I would just leave and live separately. The husband got excited, and again began to repeat his eternal impossible, but I no longer listened to him.
Do you want me to tell you why everything fell apart with Sasha? Because I was forced to marry in a dress I didn't want!
All this, and a million more claims, I expressed to my husband and said that tomorrow I was moving to another apartment.
Believe it or not, my husband burst into tears. I was so amazed by this circumstance that I simply froze like a pillar, not knowing what to do.
We reconciled, but a week later I nevertheless carried out my intention.
I moved to another apartment.
And a week later I went to work, which my friends in the group "in contact" found for me.
Do you want to laugh?
Now I will tell you about a man who then, in Wechat, offered me to become his wife. Such a man really existed, and he lived, as he wrote at the beginning, in Ningbo. This man was Sasha's friend.
He really liked me then, and he offered me to marry him, but did not expect that I would ask him for money for the trip. He had no money, and this lack of money was chronic. But for the Chinese, the worst thing is to lose face, and, therefore, he wrote to me that he would add money for the Vladivostok-Beijing flight. Write what he wrote, but money from promises does not grow on trees. The man's name was, as I mentioned, Zhangbo. Zhangbo made a request to Sasha.
While Sasha hesitated, knowing that the money which he borrows for a friend, will not return to him soon, or will not return at all, Zhangbo, in order to put the squeeze on a friend, showed him my photo in Wichat. Sasha looked and fell in love. Sasha gave money to Zhangbo, but told Zhangbo to forget about me, and he also told Zhangbo to give his password to the WeChat program, and went there under the name of Zhangbo. Zhangbo was not very upset, he took the money, created another WeChat page, and returned to his homeland in Ningbo. He was at our wedding, and often stayed with us when he was passing through Beijing. He was extremely proud that he introduced us to Sasha, and apparently believed that we, to some extent, were indebted to him. It never occurred to him that he had acted dishonorably, resignedly giving our personal correspondence to Sasha.
I had been living apart from my husband for two weeks when Zhangbo showed up at the door one day. I was going to work, and I didn't seem to be very polite to him. However, he, as if nothing had happened, went into the room and sat down in an armchair.
I told him I was leaving, he wished me a happy journey.
I was taken aback.
Time was running out, and I told him to leave. Then he collapsed, even more, in an armchair, and told me that he would now live here with me.
Knowing the nature of such impudent people, I took a rolling pin and said that I would hit him on the head now if he didn’t get out in the next few seconds.
Zhangbo tearfully reproached me for being ungrateful, and then told me that he wanted to marry me. My words that I am not yet divorced, but just living separately from my husband for the time being, he simply passed on deaf ears. I had, after all, several times to swing and, only after that, he got out of the apartment. We had mutual friends and even girlfriends. The next evening, the news reached me that he went from one girlfriend to another and proposed to everyone. I still don't understand the logic behind this. After all, he knew that my friends would immediately contact me and tell me about the matchmaking.
A week later, he came back to ask at least to wash his clothes.
Of course, I refused.
The idea that I should somehow repay the happiness that I received thanks to him, apparently so deeply settled in his head that he stubbornly tried to use me in some way. When I refused him, he did not resent, but simply repeated his attempts over and over again.
His last request, that week, was to look after his dog, which he, for some reason, had recently bought. The dog was large, the size of a calf, thoroughbred and playful. Despite the large growth, the dog was still a puppy. As far as I know, Zhangbo paid a lot of money for the dog, and now it turned out that he was not allowed on the train with the dog.
I lived in a tiny apartment and I had nowhere to take a dog. How the story ended with the dog, I do not know. But I know how the story of Zhangbo's matchmaking with all suitable and unsuitable women ended.
After returning to Ningbo, Zhangbo still found a woman who agreed to marry him. However, as you may have read above, getting married in China is far from cheap.
Zhangbo turned to Sasha with a request. Remembering the past merits of his friend, Sasha sighed and realized that he would have to fork out, otherwise, until the end of his life, Zhangbo would scream at all corners about the blond bride, who would already be his wife, if he, Zhangbo, had not given her to a friend.
I haven't seen Zhangbo since. They say that his wife caught him with character, and keeps him in a tight rein.
Did you smile?
So that's great!
It's been two weeks now that I've been fine. No one is quoting Confucius' sayings to me out of place, no one is suggesting that I go to the temple to ask the goddess Guanyin for the desired heir.
Moreover, now I have a good salary, and I can take my son to live with me.
Are you surprised?
Yes, yes, until this moment, I, of course, did not say a word about my son. Well, I thought that for you, as well as for my husband, this is redundant information. My son was happy in his boarding school for gifted children, but now, just like I once, he has outgrown his teachers, and they didn’t take young ones like him to the university. The son behaved badly in the classroom, he was bored, he already knew everything that the teachers told about. Every day there were conflicts. That is, the son behaved in much the same way as I did at work, when all the work was done, and there was still a lot of time before the end of the working day. Yes, the saying is right. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
So, of course, I couldn't scold him.
I talked to him on the phone every day, but it was still not the same, and when my son said that he was bored, I decided to take him to me, to Beijing. Here was expanse for the inquisitive mind of the son. While he learns Chinese, some time will pass, and during this time I will find him a new science, which he will be ready to learn.
Soon I had to move to another apartment. For us, with my son, this apartment has become cramped. This time I had to use the money that Sasha offered me. Until that moment, I had stubbornly refused his help. Yes, and the anger at my husband had already gone, I felt sorry for him when he was sad and hopelessly mentioned that it would be better if I were not so smart. When I decided to clarify, he said that knowledge of the Chinese language only harmed me. When I spoke only Russian, English and French, it was easier to find a common language with me. And now... Sasha again brushed away a tear and turned away.
Sorry, I have no time, I have to run, pick up my son from school, and therefore, I will quickly summarize this chapter.
The first, and rather paradoxical, advice: when you marry a foreigner, do not rush to learn the language he speaks, everything should happen slowly and gradually.
Second...
Sorry, the second I will tell you in the next chapter, the son has done something again, apparently there is a need to increase his workload at school.
Chapter Seven
Six months have passed. I tried to live so as not to depend on Sasha. To Sasha himself, of course, I had no complaints, but I harbored a grudge against his relatives. Once I caught a glimpse, from afar, saw Sasha and was amazed at the topic of how he lost weight, but it didn’t even occur to me to approach him. I knew it wouldn't lead to anything good. Well, I don’t like breakdowns, tantrums, I don’t like it when men cry.
Even if Sasha and I had reconciled, after some time the question would arise again about our common child, whom we could not conceive in any way. I understood that it was not about Sasha and his relatives. The Chinese value system is such that there should be children in the family who can take care of parents who will someday grow old.
In ancient times, the eldest son in the family was called by a name that translated as the son of the grave. This meant that this son was responsible for the funeral of his father and mother when his parents died. And also, on some anniversary date, the son gave the elderly father as a gift ... a coffin. And the father was proud of the gift that his son gave him.
So, as I wrote above, six months have passed. My son and I were late for calligraphy class. It was an extra activity. It was high time for traffic jams, and we had to get to the place where the lesson was to take place in the next two hours. We couldn't get a taxi.
On that day, smog hung over Beijing and it was so stuffy that I felt disgust for my body, it was so sticky and dirty, and I could take a shower for a long time. The taxis passed by without stopping, and finally a car stopped in front of us with a screech of brakes. However, it was not a taxi.
The door opened and my husband got out of the car. It wasn't the same car he'd once taken me from the airport. My husband stood near the car and looked at my son. When my son arrived in Beijing, I did not consider it necessary to inform Sasha. From the very birth of my child, I was sure that my son was only my concern. Approaching us, Sasha rubbed his eyes, probably, this gesture meant the following: am I dreaming about this or am I seeing this in reality?
We would have stood like that if my son had not pulled me by the hem of my dress. He was extremely unhappy with the delay. We had a condition when I or he was upset and tried to express his feelings in any of the languages known to us, except for Russian.
My son's name was Eugene, dissatisfied with the unforeseen delay, he whistled annoyedly and began to quickly chat with a friend on the phone. His friend was a Chinese boy and they went to school together. Naturally, the telephone conversation was conducted in Chinese. Turning away from us, the son sniffed annoyedly and continued to talk to his friend.
Sasha still hasn't said a word. He just stood and looked from me to his son. Zhenya, my son, was small in stature. He was already 9 years old, and he was the size of a five-year-old child. Unfortunately, he was as tall as me, although his father, my first common-law husband, was about two meters tall.
Finally Sasha spoke. He started telling me where he was going when he saw us, and he also said he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw me with a little boy. I realized that a scene was brewing. In order to somehow reduce the heat, I, in a deliberately everyday voice, told Sasha that after I started living alone, I decided to take my son to me. Sasha was silent.
The son ended the conversation and turned back to me. Since the object of his irritation had not disappeared, the son again began to hint to me that he was dissatisfied. This was expressed by the fact that the son began to speak to me in Chinese.
Seeing that Sasha was not going to say anything, I said goodbye to him and stopped the taxi, which turned up just in time. Day passed. I expected a hail of reproaches, but Sasha was silent. Another day has passed. The lull was becoming dangerous.
The next morning brought a surprise. It was five in the morning when I woke up from the sound of firecrackers, then an orchestra of Chinese folk instruments burst out. I went out to the balcony and was taken aback. Sasha was standing under the balcony in a national costume, the musicians from the orchestra were also dressed in national costumes. Seeing me, Sasha fell to his knees and held out his hands to me. I felt funny and embarrassed.
Then the orchestra went into the background to make room for the decorators. A truckload of flowers arrived. Then two more cars drove up. Sasha podbezh al to one of the cars and opened the door. An imposing man appeared on the steps.
He was a famous decorator. He said something patronizingly to Sasha and patted him on the shoulder. However, everyone kept waiting for something. Another car drove up, a flock of young people jumped out of it. It turned out that the assistants of the decorator had arrived.
Soon the work began to boil. An hour later, the paved area in front of the house turned into a beautiful picture. The picture was created from sand, stones and flowers that the truck brought. I forgave my husband a long time ago, and considered everything that was happening outside the window to be superfluous, but I was not going to tell him about it.
I just stood at the window, and looked at what was happening below. After the picture was ready, Sasha again raised the receiver to his ear. I became curious, the artwork that I saw from the windows seemed finished to me, and I wondered who Sasha was calling now, and what did he want to add to what had already been created?
Soon I saw the one whom Sasha called. Another car drove up, the door opened and a leg in patent leather boots appeared. It turns out that Sasha invited a famous singer, a Chinese pop star. Sasha knew that I liked the song of this singer and decided that the sweet voice of the pop star would melt my heart completely.
The orchestra rumbled, the singer sang, the decorator gazed contentedly at his handiwork, and I realized that the time had come for me to emerge from the dusk. Otherwise, Sasha would not have been stingy with inviting some well-known dance group or a show of Shaolin monks. When I left the entrance, my exit was met with applause.
I went to Sasha.
It was evident that the decorator, his assistants, the conductor of the orchestra, the pop singer, appreciated Sasha's choice. You will not believe it, my exit was met with applause, as if neither they, but I was a pop star, a famous person. The orchestra struck national music.
However, Sasha waved his hand and the orchestra fell silent.
There was blissful silence.
And at that moment Sasha fell on his knees in front of me a second time and asked me to forgive him and come back to him. I felt awkward. I don't like to be seen. However, Sasha was not going to back down. So I just went over and picked him up off his knees.
Those around me accepted this as my consent and applauded again. Clasping my hands in a Buddhist manner, I thanked everyone present, as well as those who poured onto the balconies and stuck to the windows. Not to mention those neighbors who came out of the entrances and surrounded us. For another hour we all thanked each other.
Finally Sasha and I were left alone.
I invited Sasha to the apartment where my son and I lived. Fortunately, the son slept soundly, and all this rumble outside the window did not disturb his childhood sleep. Otherwise, I would again have to listen to his speeches in Chinese. In English and French, Zhenya spoke well, German was a little worse, and in Chinese, for now, he still spoke quite badly.
I asked Sasha what he wanted from me and what he really wanted, and also reminded him that all our attempts to conceive a child did not lead to any result. Sasha was silent for a while, and then said that he did not like my secrecy. If I had said from the very beginning that I have a child, a son, then everything was fine with us now.
Sasha's logic was not entirely clear to me, and I told him about it. He explained to me that since I am his wife, my son can also be considered his son. Sasha said that he was ready to love my son as his own and raise him with me. But what about our common child, which Sasha dreamed of, I asked?
Sasha said that of course he would like his own child, but now that we have a son with him, whom he is ready to consider his own, this problem is removed. In the end, I realized that again I did not understand anything, and simply agreed to return to Sasha.
But, not just like that, but with a condition. You should have seen Sasha's frightened face when he heard that I had some kind of condition. However, when I explained what my condition was, he immediately relaxed.
Here, and now I will tell you what my condition was. I wanted to marry Sasha again, but now the wedding was to take place in Russia, in Vladivostok, and I wanted Sasha and I to register at my regional registry office.
And, pay attention, at the climax of my story, this time I will be in the American dress that was waiting for me now at home, in Vladivostok. And also, I told Sasha to be prepared for the fact that he would now have to get acquainted with my relatives, whom I had not much less than Sasha's. Sasha was ready for anything.
Summary for this chapter.
Take your children to classes in circles and studios more often. When you take steps to ensure that your children learn, then you yourself learn. Your guardian angel is learning. It is easier for him, the guardian angel, to lure the bird of luck when you yourself are on the road, on the road to knowledge and happiness. And believe that even on the most stuffy and disgusting day, an unexpected surprise can await you. But I can’t predict whether it will be a pleasant surprise or not. However, I I really want the surprises that await you on the path of life to be only pleasant!
Chapter Eight
I wanted to be happy, and therefore, although I never believed in omens and beliefs, I was still worried whether a white dress would harm my future family life. On the other hand, I knew for sure that if I didn’t fulfill my dream of getting married in a light-colored dress, then Sasha and I would not succeed.
We flew to Russia, Sasha was a little worried, he had never been to Vladivostok. Several times, on company business, he flew to Moscow, but these were completely different trips. I understood him. Marrying me was a fateful event in Sasha's life, and the upcoming acquaintance with Russian relatives was a little scary. However, my husband was not allowed to be frightened and think about God knows what for a long time.
My son Eugene flew with us. I was a familiar country for my son, an open book, Sasha is another matter. The son knew that Sasha would patiently listen to his incorrect Chinese, correct him carefully, and not be annoyed, as I do when I talk with my son. Sasha was very patient, in my opinion, even too much.
Finally, over the speakerphone, they announced the landing. Another hour and a half and my family went beyond the aisles of the Knevichi airport. In order to avoid paying the parking fee, one of my many relatives was waiting for us not far from the entrance to the airport. It was not in vain that I told Sasha that my relatives were no less than his. While we were driving, I learned news about only a few dozen of my relatives. My cousin spoke without stopping, but he did not manage to retell even a quarter of the news.
But I didn’t worry, my mom and dad were waiting for me at home. I knew that in the next few hours I would become the owner of information that I absolutely did not need, but from which there was nowhere to go. You won’t interrupt your mother and say that information about my cousin’s daughter-in-law, from the side of my second cousin’s grandmother’s aunt, is of no interest to me at all. Parents were very worried, they dressed up in a festive way, thank God, although they did not take out the icon and bread with salt.
Sasha was also worried, he kept asking me to translate what mom and dad were saying. Finally, everyone calmed down. Our apartment was small, but I did not allow Sasha to rent a hotel room, I knew that this would offend my old parents very much. Yes, and it would be wild for me to live in a hotel room when my home is nearby. In addition, my parents missed their grandson very much. The flight was not very long, but I was still tired. I thought that my men would lie down to rest, but I was wrong.
The son quickly contacted his friends by phone and immediately asked to go for a walk, and Sasha asked me to show him the city after I put myself in order a little. I wanted to object, to say that we still have two whole weeks ahead, but I remembered the active nature of the Chinese. The Chinese always lack twenty-four hours a day. Therefore, putting myself in order, I put on a windbreaker, and we went out into the city, which was gradually drowning in fog. Summer in our city is such that the evenings are always cool and foggy. It can be very hot during the day, warm evenings are rare in our city. We walked until almost dusk.
However, when we returned home, it turned out that my son was still walking. I called my son, but it turned out that his phone was switched off. Everything was clear. The son was carried away and did not want me to distract him. I had to go into the yard and wander around all the treasured places that I remembered from childhood. It was my yard, the yard of my childhood, and I knew perfectly well all the places where you can hide from the annoying eyes of adults. Finally, I found my son. His plans did not include a quick return home, well, what to do, he had to correct these plans of his.
The next morning, while everyone was sleeping, I took a white dress out of the parcel box. It was fabulous. Probably, Cinderella, Snow White and other fabulous characters from Walt Disney cartoons got married in such a dress. But I was not a fairy-tale heroine, and I was not allowed to marry in a white dress. I twisted the dress this way and that, and finally, an idea came into my sleepy head.
I came up with!
If you order a cape for a dress, in a mesh, a little reddish color, it turns out that I am no longer wearing a white dress, but a dress with a pinkish tint. In the morning I voiced this idea to Sasha, but it seemed to me that Sasha would not be offended if the registry office of our district saw me in a pure white dress. However, my husband kissed me and said that he appreciated the fact that I adhered to the wedding traditions of his country.
My husband finally got the opportunity to rest, but for the Chinese, rest is a change of occupation.
We walked and walked.
During the time that I lived in Beijing, I got a little used to the streets of the Russian city. It was also unusual that passers-by did not pay any attention to me at all. I was so accustomed to being a princess at a ball, that is, a woman to whom attention is paid all the time, that now the absence of this very attention was even unpleasant for me.
Many relatives came to the wedding vennikov.
I didn’t know the exact figure, my cousin was organizing the wedding, I just gave her money to organize all the wedding events, and she herself considered the costs of the restaurant, photographer, toastmaster, pigeons and so on and so forth. But, at first glance, there were at least two hundred guests. To be honest, the restaurant we ordered was not up to par with the restaurant in Beijing where we held our first wedding. However, it was the largest restaurant in the city.
Unlike the first wedding, Sasha and I rested. When we returned from the registry office, I rested for a few minutes, and then we went to take pictures. I won't talk about the photo session. The techniques used by Russian photographers were not very different from those used by Chinese photographers. The only difference was that the photo session did not last three days, but only three hours, and finally, our limousine drove up to the restaurant.
At the door we were met by the organizers of the holiday and the toastmaster.
“And now,” the microphone rang out and the toastmaster shouted into this very microphone, so loudly that my husband flinched, but when he saw my alarmed look, he immediately smiled and showed his thumb. My husband, like a child, loved everything loud, bright and unusual - now we will all together show our attitude to a couple of young people who have just left the bowels of a wedding limousine. Dear newlyweds...
Tamada tried to speak even louder, because her words were drowned out by the booming orchestra, but immediately coughed. Yes, there is no reception against scrap. However, she didn’t have to say more, the artists who came to us from the Holiday company knew their business perfectly. They sang, danced, asked to gild the pen, and vice versa, they gave Sasha and me lucky nickels and involved us in a beautiful ceremony
A screen immediately flashed on the front of the restaurant, a film was turned on, which consisted of beautiful music, our photos, photos of our parents and text. Probably, the creators of the films did not rely on the memory of the newlyweds, and, therefore, words of an oath slipped between music and photographs. Sasha and I just had to read what was written.
I managed to pronounce the words of the oath, and translate the meaning of the words to my husband. Sasha repeated Russian words with pleasure, which meant that now we will be together in sorrow and joy.
“Newlyweds,” suddenly, quite unexpectedly, the daughter-in-law shouted from the side of her great-uncle, “I still didn’t have a dewdrop in my mouth, and I’m already bitter.
I looked at my distant relative in bewilderment, if we were in the restaurant, everything would be clear and logical, but now the relative was clearly sober and quite serious. It was evident that she was worried, and tried to fulfill as best as possible the role that the toastmaster had imposed on her.
And then it hit me. I remembered that the word "bitter" is shouted when you need to kiss in public. It also dawned on others, and they began to chant: “Bitter!”. Amid this noise, I tried to explain to Sasha why we should kiss here, in front of the restaurant doors, and in public. It seemed to me that Sasha did not understand anything, but he kissed with pleasure.
I thought that they would finally let us enter the door, because my legs were tired, because the heels on the shoes were very high, but the toastmaster announced that a surprise was waiting for us. I cautiously looked sideways in the direction of this energetic woman, however, it seems that I was afraid in vain, the surprise was pleasant. A group of children ran out of the door of the restaurant, among them was my son.
The children were my relatives, far and near. Sasha smiled. The children were beautifully dressed and looked very touching. The girls were especially beautiful. Each of the girls had a copy of my dress, of course, in a reduced size. In general, the girls were dressed up as bridesmaids. They even made their hair the same as mine. Children surrounded us and began to shout out rhymes.
The meaning of the reading rooms was the same as in the rest of the congratulations, however, the counting rhymes were spoken by the children, and this was touching and so unusual that tears came to Sasha's eyes. Then a dozen more relatives ran out of the restaurant. They were also children, but older children.
The oldest was 16 years old. Teenagers ran out for a reason, in the hands of these children were cages with pigeons. The little children kept the cages, and the older children took out the pigeons. Sasha and I also received a couple of pigeons. The orchestra struck again, the toastmaster began to shout something, beautiful photographs flashed on the screen, I quickly translated everything to Sasha. And then this wonderful moment came, the children, and my husband and I opened our hands, and the doves of our fate soared into the sky.
So, for those who do not like long dialogues, I will briefly retell the latest events:
We have already met.
Met with songs and dances! At first it was a Russian folk choir, which was soon replaced by a gypsy choir. We were showered with rose petals and then pelted with handfuls of rice. A great-aunt on the father's side began to sing indecent ditties. You don’t think, my aunt was still sober, it’s just that the toastmaster distributed the roles in such a way. We had not yet managed to enter the restaurant, as we were again surrounded by and gypsies, only now they were my girlfriends, dressed up in gypsy costumes. Witnesses paid off the gypsies, and we, to the sound of healthy songs, finally took our places at the end of the table. For about an hour everything was decorously noble. Then the toastmaster said that, according to the script, I should be kidnapped soon. I recounted what I heard from the toastmaster to my husband, he laughed and clapped his hands.
After making sure that my husband did not mind, I relaxed, and when it came time to be kidnapped, I did not resist. Soon I was released because the witnesses, once again, paid a ransom for me. When I returned to my seat, my husband was not there. I tried to find him, but when I failed, I had to ask the hall for help.
“Dear relatives,” I tried to shout over the noise, “I want to ask,” seeing that no one was paying attention to me, I had to raise my voice, “did anyone see where my husband went?” You know that he doesn't speak Russian well, I'm afraid nothing will happen to him.
- Drop it! - my father's cousin boomed throughout the hall, he was a forester, lived in the taiga, and was not afraid of anything in life. Uncle's voice was so loud that he didn't need any microphone - don't touch your husband. Not with that you begin your family life, oh, not with that! My old woman also tried to control me, and how did it end? We had to get divorced. Do you need it? A man should have free space, just take a walk, sometimes have a drink. Listen to me, daughter, do not control your husband so much!
I tried to explain to my uncle that my husband hardly drinks, and he only likes to walk with me, but my uncle no longer listened to me, he, together with others, with pleasure, deduced the words of the song: “Oh, frost, frost.” I thought, maybe my husband really went for a walk?
However, she immediately dismissed that thought. It is unlikely that Sasha could have thought of going for a walk, at a time when a wedding celebration was taking place around.
“Dear guests,” I again tried to shout over the noise, “I beg you, please tell me where my husband is.”
- And you look, - a middle-aged lady whom I did not know got into the conversation. Of course, she was a relative on the part of mom or dad, there were no strangers in the hall, but I forgot what her name was - why are you sitting, look around, how many beautiful girls, maybe some one she took away! If I were younger, - the lady smiled so that all her false teeth became visible, - I would definitely take her away. The little man is good, sweet, well-mannered. He speaks bad Russian, nothing, I would teach him. The main thing is that he drinks little, I watched him.
"So you've seen my husband?" - I finally got excited, - tell me where he is, do not torment!
The lady easily poured herself a glass of vodka, and then another, and I was all looking forward to her answer. While she was slowly eating, I even had to repeat my question, and only then did she hardly tear her eyes away from her plate and said
- What husband? And who are you? And who is your husband?
I moved away from the woman, everything was clear to me. In addition, I was afraid for my dress, the lady, when she spoke, sprinkled food from her mouth on her interlocutors.
I approached the organizers of the holiday, these people were at work, they were sober and collected, but they couldn’t help me either, they didn’t see my husband. The rite of kidnapping the bride, that is, me, occupied all their attention. They took every detail of my holiday very seriously. I had to take the microphone again
“Ladies and gentlemen,” I shouted loudly, “come on, quickly everyone turned their attention to me!” Eyes raised from plates and glasses - I'm afraid I was not very polite, but my mind began to fly off the coils - it's been two hours, and I can't find any trace of my husband. I ask again, where did my husband go?
“Your husband, you look for it,” the great-aunt shouted from the side of her mother, she probably decided that this was a joke, and the pranks continued, “come on, look, but don’t bother us celebrating.
I waited for a while, but my husband did not return. I started pestering my relatives again, but no one saw anything. Everyone had fun with all their hearts. It seemed to me that some relatives had even forgotten why they were here.
In any case, my uncle, on the part of my great-aunt, for a long time could not remember who I was and could not understand what I wanted from him. I got even more excited. Mom and dad, seeing that something was wrong with me, began to make their way through the crowd of dancers. I immediately put on a carefree face, it was not enough for my parents to be taken away in an ambulance with a heart attack. However, time passed, and the husband did not return.
When the pop orchestra went to rest and it became a little quieter in the hall, I made a decision and asked the toastmaster to give me a microphone. I had to interrupt the relatives again, who had just started a spiritual song. I repeated my request three times before those around the table could force themselves to concentrate.
I explained the problem again, but there was no result, two and a half hours had already passed since I returned to the hall. I publicly announced that if they didn’t tell me right away where my husband had gone I'll call the police. However, the relatives only angrily waved me away, and began to fiddle with the toastmaster and ask the musicians to return quickly, they really wanted to start dancing as soon as possible. I took out my cell phone and started dialing the police number. However, I immediately felt someone tugging at my sleeve. I turned around and my son was standing next to me. He said not to call anyone. Seeing my tears, several friends and relatives sobered up. I explained the situation. Zhenya took us to where, according to him, my lost husband was. The son said that he saw how several people took Sasha away with them. However, in the place where Zhenya brought me, there was only one person now.
- Where is my husband? - I rushed to the kidnapper, - what did you do with him?
- I demand not, - the man hiccupped, - not touched, - the man hiccuped again, - I am a member of parliament, I demand diplomatic immunity!
The man spoke so diligently that he even sobered up a little.
- Where is my husband? - any immunity was now a drum for me, and I could hardly restrain myself so as not to grab the man's hair - what did you do with him?
“Now,” the man smiled stupidly, and moved somewhere to the side, “Wait, where did it go?”
— What is it? - I soared again, - who are you talking about now?
The man waved his hand languidly and wandered slowly, like a snail, towards the front door.
I tried to remember the man's name, but apart from the fact that he was a guest from my great-aunt's daughter-in-law, no other information came to my mind
— Where is it? - the man was still trying to find the unknown it, - I have a mission! I should…
The man staggered, those who came with me tried to support him, but he suddenly waved his hand imperiously
"Men don't give up," he proclaimed proudly, "am I a man?" Man! I was instructed - I must fulfill!
— What are you looking for? - from terrible forebodings, a lump rolled up in my throat, - answer, finally, clearly!
“Hurray,” the man hiccuped again, “I found it!”
There was a mountain of bottles on the table, there was nothing but bottles, but there were so many of these bottles that they no longer fit on the table
“No,” the man laughed, “that’s not it!
The hiccup began to drop the bottles on the floor.
“When we drank vodka,” he laughed softly, squinting happily at the memories, “the idea was just pecking!
- What idea? I asked with a hopeless sigh, “can you tell me…
The man did not let me finish, the idea that came into his drunken head blocked the rest of the world from him
- No, no, - the man raised his voice a little, - when we were drinking whiskey, we were not yet ready to bring the idea to life!
He circled the room. However, it was a risky experiment, and the man immediately realized this. He slid softly to the floor and hit himself on the head.
“Yes,” he suddenly shouted, “the idea took shape while we were drinking cognac!”
The man threw another bottle off the table. We all began to watch the bottle throwing with interest, because it became clear that a man throws bottles for a reason.
Indeed, now there are fewer bottles, but a huge pile of glass has formed on the floor.
And there was one more circumstance: the fewer bottles there were, the more drunk the man became. I did not catch the connection between these circumstances, but, probably, there was one.
I was horrified thinking about where I should look for a husband when the man completely turns off.
However, he held on, he muttered about parliamentarians and diplomatic immunity, and continued to throw bottles
“No,” he squealed again, “we didn’t drink beer here, there was a keg, but it’s not on the table.
The table was almost empty when the parliamentarian finally remembered.
- Oh how good! he laughed happily again, “I remembered!” - there were only four bottles of champagne left on the table, - we were divided into two teams, one team was engaged in the kidnapping, the other - that is, I hid the secret document, so that later it would be transferred
- To whom? - I no longer had the strength to listen to all this nonsense, - what to convey? To whom?
— And here it is! - the man once again laughed happily and with a gesture of a magician threw the rest of the bottles on the floor. After that, only a piece of paper remained on the table. The paper was the kind you find in trash cans.
The man pressed the paper like the greatest jewel, and with a victorious look began to wave it.
“Here,” the man suddenly became stern, “do you happen to have a suit for a male parliamentarian?”
“No,” I smiled against my will, “I don’t have such a suit!”
- How so? - the man shook his head regretfully, - you're a millionaire, you must have!
“I don’t have a suit,” I probably had a hysterical laugh, but I still laughed, “come on, don’t torment me, say where are you doing my husband!”
“Lady,” a gallant cavalier suddenly woke up in a man, “do I really look like someone who puts somewhere, someone’s husbands?”
The man so entered the role, which until now was not characteristic of him, that he tried to kiss my hand. I pushed him away. But she miscalculated and he fell. It was clear how much he wanted to stay on the floor and sleep a little, but duty was above all. First he got up and all fours, then crawled to the jamb, and, finally, again took up a vertical position.
- Listen, - the man suddenly changed his image before his eyes, - you, shmara, take the memorandum, otherwise I am not responsible for myself! They taught you, earn millions and mock a simple, working person!
It dawned on me, the junk paper was probably the memorandum! As soon as the paper moved from the hands of the drunkard into my hands, I heard the sound of falling. The man fell, and froze in the position in which he found his dream. His mission was indeed accomplished.
However, the nasty piece of paper did not indicate the location of my husband, only there was an order: to bring a ransom. It was proposed to bring a million rubles in large bills. It was necessary to put them in a cardboard box and put them under the door. That was it. I had already raised my leg to rudely wake the parliamentarian, when suddenly my son reminded me of his existence. He said that he overheard the conversation of the men who took Sasha with them.
It turns out that several relatives conspired and decided to kidnap my husband. I did not hide from anyone that my husband is a Chinese millionaire, so my relatives, having gathered well, decided to kidnap my husband and demand a serious ransom for him.
I got scared. However, my son told me not to worry, he followed the relatives and promised that he would show me where they hid my husband. I burst into tears, only now I realized how much I love my Sasha, and how dear he is to me. Zhenya was at the head of the column that was going to release my husband. It turns out that the relatives took Sasha to the back room, closed it there, and themselves sent a messenger for alcohol. The messenger returned several times to the wedding table, and brought alcohol from there.
So, I will briefly repeat the last events: when we opened the cellar door, one of the relatives got up, smiled at me, and tried to hand me a note in which it was written in shaky handwriting that my husband was kidnapped, and if I want to see him, I must pay a ransom of a million rubles.
I was offered to put a million in large bills in a box, and put the box under the doors of the utility room. The kidnapping failed, the accomplices of the one who gave me the note were dead drunk. After the messenger gave me a note, he decided that his mission was completed, and you can also relax and even fall asleep. The key to the back room was on the table. Cold with foreboding, I opened the door, and at first I saw nothing. There was no light in the back room. Then we opened the door wider, and I finally saw my husband,
My husband slept, slept right on the floor with a cardboard champagne box under his head. I don't think he even realized he was kidnapped. The next day, I had a serious conversation with the unfortunate kidnappers, someone immediately admitted their guilt, but the bulk of the kidnappers told me that I didn’t understand jokes, and that I needed to visit my homeland more often and not break away from my roots.
On such a "spiritual" note, the conversation ended.
I wanted to change tickets and return to Beijing. However, Sasha dissuaded me, he said that by this act I would cause irreparable harm. I will show no respect for my parents, but Sasha could not allow this. He said that from the moment we got married, my parents became his parents. When I conveyed these words to my mom and dad, they shed tears.
I did not flog a fever and change tickets. Two weeks flew by like a flash.
Everything was fine, except that some of the unfortunate kidnappers asked to visit us several times. However, I was on the alert and categorically refused. I knew that the saying that what is on the tongue of the drunk is on the mind of the sober is true, and I was afraid that my relatives, now in all seriousness, would try to repeat the feat that had failed in the restaurant.
Dissatisfied with the refusal, the relatives went home.
Time raced forward. Sasha was pleased, he liked my city, he was proud that he had Russian parents, and also, I very often caught his proud and happy look when he looked at me and my son.
It turns out that my Sasha was an avid traveler. During the two weeks that we lived in Vladivostok, we visited many places that I had no idea about. We even almost climbed Mount Pidan, but on the eve of the ascent, I felt unwell, and the ascent had to be canceled.
The weather, surprisingly, this summer was cloudless and warm. Therefore, we even swam several times. Until this moment, I did not know that there were excursions designed specifically for wealthy Chinese. That is, there was nothing special in these excursions. There was nothing so forbidden. It's just that the price of these excursions was very high. The Russian historian-guide took groups to the places where the Chinese lived in our city before the revolution, and the translator translated all this.
We visited the Opera and Ballet Theatre, the Drama Theatre, the Museum of Local Lore, and the Art Gallery. We even visited the Museum of Automotive Antiques, which I had no idea existed. I told Sasha that we probably don’t have such a museum in our city, one Ako Sasha showed me the location of the museum on the map of Vladivostok sights. I had to go. The museum was far away, in the area of Tikhaya Bay.
We visited Russky Island, went with our son to the museum of the Vladivostok fortress, the son climbed the cannons that stood right in the courtyard of the fortress, Sasha did not lag behind his son. I was struck by the curiosity of my husband, he was interested in everything, he asked me to translate all the inscriptions that hung next to the exhibits. However, everything comes to an end sometime. When we began to pack up for the return journey, Sasha promised her parents that we would arrive in three months, and, in general, we would visit Vladivostok very often.
The promise reassured my parents a little, but still, when the taxi that took us to the airport was leaving, and my parents were standing so alone, Sasha asked to stop the taxi, got out, and once again hugged his father and kissed his mother on the cheek. I burst into tears, in general, in the last week, for some reason I often cried. When the plane took off, I felt that I was sick again. I must have been flustered. However, when we returned to Beijing, and I continued to feel sick, and the nausea did not want to stop after a day or two, doubts crept into my head.
My doubts were confirmed when I bought a pregnancy test. However, I could not immediately convey this good news to my husband, because as soon as we returned to Beijing, he rushed off on another business trip. He went to such a Chinese darkness, where there were not even telephone towers, and, naturally, I could not call my husband's mobile phone.
My mood changed ten times a day, then I was happy, and then I freaked out and scattered things. When the third day of Sasha's business trip went, I burst into tears, I felt sorry for myself.
I was alone in the apartment again. Nothing has changed for my son. He just changed one yard for another. Schoolchildren in Beijing had a short summer vacation, and their son disappeared from morning to evening on the street. I must tell you that during the summer holidays, Chinese students study even more than during the school year. Parents take them to various additional classes, clubs and studios.
I also had to enroll my son in a creative summer school, and also, since he graduated as an external student at the zero-level calligraphy school, I had to re-register his studies at the first-level calligraphy school. But I didn't have the strength. It seemed to me that I returned to the past, to the past when I had to decide everything myself. I sat and sobbed, in this state Sasha found me.
Seeing Sasha, I sobbed even more bitterly, my husband was so frightened that he even turned pale. Hiccuping and wiping my tears, I finally told my husband the good news! Upon learning that he would be a father, the husband turned even more pale.
For a while he looked at one point, and then he began to fuss, trying to seat me comfortably, then, seeing that the pots and the refrigerator were empty, he rushed to cook dinner for me. Going into the nursery, and not finding his son there, he anxiously asked if everything was fine with Zhenya.
I glanced at the clock, all the deadlines had already passed, and my son continued to walk, I did not have the strength to call him to order, and he used it with might and main. The door slammed, Sasha rushed to look for his son!
When the night came and the nausea receded a little, I finally felt how happy I was! My loved ones were with me, life promised only joy, of course, if some whim doesn’t come into my head and I don’t spoil everything again.
However, I believed that my search for the blue bird of happiness was now over. By marrying a Chinese millionaire, I also unexpectedly found a man with a heart of gold who was priceless. I knew that life, of course, would not be cloudless, it just doesn’t happen, but the thought that now I can share all the hardships of life for two calmed me and gave me hope for a cloudless future!
Or maybe, well, their hardships?!
I want to be happy and I will be happy!
So, let's sum up the eighth chapter.
I'll quickly share my thoughts before nausea hits me again.
My simple story is coming to an end, and although there is much more I want to tell you, I still have to move towards completion. Otherwise, it will no longer be a textbook, but an instructive treatise. Probably you, like me, do not like being lectured. Nobody likes this.
We do not like to listen to someone else's experience, we are proud of our bruises and bumps, which we received in an unequal battle with life circumstances. Although it seems to be easier, listen to an experienced person and get around the trouble that awaits you around the corner!
So no, we...
Oh, I'm sorry, I got off topic.
We are all our own psychologists at heart, and you probably already guessed why a miracle that my husband and I no longer hoped for suddenly happened.
Well, if you haven't guessed yet, I'll tell you.
First. I got the opportunity to get married in a dress that I chose myself.
Even no, it's not. Having unexpectedly received a son, whom he did not even know about, my husband calmed down and relaxed.
Or even slightly different. Perez By focusing on one idea, my husband stopped thinking about the same thing, and the miracle he and I had dreamed of suddenly happened.
Which of the three reasons is correct, I do not know. But something, nevertheless, moved the bird of happiness off the ground, and now it has flown to us, never to fly away again.
Chapter Nine
In principle, my story is already over, but for the Chinese, the number nine is of great importance, and since I am now a citizen of China, I also get used to the fact that the number nine is the queen in the Chinese number series. The fact is that according to the concepts of the Chinese, the number ten is just a repetition, just a one with a zero. So I have something in store for you and I will tell you about it in this ninth chapter.
Do you want to laugh?
Now I will tell you about how I was preparing for discharge from the hospital. The details of the birth of my daughter, I will not tell you. I will tell you only about what happened after. Although the birth was easy, nevertheless, as you understand, I was not quite, how should I say, clean. When I came to my senses, I tried to find a shower, or at least a hot water tap, but, to my surprise, I did not find anything.
Since I already spoke Chinese quite decently by that time, I demanded that they let me wash. You should have seen the horror in the nurse's eyes when I voiced my demand. It turns out that women in childbirth are allowed to water procedures, only in exceptional cases and with the permission of a doctor. When I called my husband, he began to persuade me to be patient, because the doctors know better. They agreed that for the time being I would get by with wet wipes, and soon I was the owner of a whole block of wipes. Of course, I didn't need that much. However, I had no one to share with, I was alone in the ward.
The days at the hospital flew like an arrow, my baby, my kitten, was adorable. Things were going to be discharged, and then I rebelled, I knew that my whole Chinese family would come to meet me. In any case, all those who live in Beijing and its environs. And on this fateful day, I was asked to go out to those meeting with a dirty head? Well, I do not!
I threw such a scandal that it came to the head physician! I screamed and demanded to give me the opportunity to wash at least my head! Finally, one of the nurses, cautiously looked at me and said that I would go to the treatment room. In the treatment room, a basin of water was waiting for me! One nurse soaped my hair, another poured water over it. My body itched and itched, he, the body, also wanted hot water and a washcloth with soap, but I did not insist anymore. I knew that very soon, we, with my little treasure, would be at home, and I could wash as much as I liked.
And now the fanfare!
Now I'll tell you why I rebelled! You probably already noticed that I am white and fluffy and rarely lose my temper. It's just that a woman from the next room told me that it is not recommended for women in labor to wash after the hospital. The first wash should take place, you won’t believe it, only ... in a month!
Of course, this arrangement did not suit me. I don’t know why such oddities reigned in this maternity hospital, or maybe they reigned not only in this maternity hospital, but in all Chinese maternity hospitals, what do I, in general, care about this? I will live and do as I see fit. The woman explained to me about some signs, and also about the fact that doctors are afraid that a woman in labor will catch a cold and she will not have milk if she has prolonged contact with water after childbirth. In general, I left the hospital like a queen, however, immediately after that, they wrapped me up so that only my nose was sticking out, but the main thing is that I made the exit the way I wanted.
Now I'm at home, feeding the baby. The son did not go for a walk and every minute looks into my room to wait until my sister finally opens her eyes.
And here's what I'll tell you...
Oh, sorry, WeChat jingled, I got a message!
You will not believe, in the message that I received, an unfamiliar Chinese man told me that ... he wants to marry me!
Haha, late dear, I'm already married, and I hope forever!
My lover is an asian man
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