Married life with Bakugo

The chocolate has melted on my tongue, making it sticky and silky, but the conversation between me and Dr. Hualu has not yet entered the topic, and there is even a tendency to gossip and talk further and further away.

"You're married." Doctor Hualu showed a gratified smile.

"Well, the one who came to the hospital with me is my...um...sir." Calling him "husband" is still too nasty.

"He doesn't seem to have a good temper, but he's more restrained than before."

"Before? Did you know each other before?"

Dr. Hualu seemed to think of something, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Yes, he was still a child at that time, and his desire to protect and possess was extremely strong."

I was confused: "Oh..."

"Nai Nai should be very happy after marriage, right?"

"Very happy, but..." I thought of the reason why I came here, "I seem to be a little difficult to control my emotions, I am easily afraid and anxious, and I ran out to find him in the rain last night, feeling that I The whole person's mental state is not very stable, Doctor Hualu, is my psychological problem more serious than before?"

Doctor Hualu took a sip of tea: "It's not that your mental state is pretending to be unstable, it's just that your previous problems have been exposed, and your previous injuries have not healed."

"Then what should I do?" I scratched the edge of the seat cushion and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Don't be so scared, this is not a bad thing, but a good thing."

"Good thing?"

"Your husband must love you very much." Dr. Hualu stared at the jasmine tea in the cup, I don't know if he was looking at the tea stem or something else.

"Um, huh?" Why did you mention this suddenly?

"You have been shrinking in the self-protection mechanism you have formed before, stubbornly covering up the injuries you have suffered before. It looks like ordinary people, but it is not. Your husband, he gave you enough love and sense of security. It has softened your protective mechanism a little bit and exposed your inner problems," he showed a slightly distressed expression, "it's a bit strange to say this, but it's really because he gave you too much sense of security and made you feel insecure."

I nodded: "I can understand. But, I can't do this all the time. He is very busy at work. I don't want to be a burden to him, and I don't want to be hated by him because of it."

"If he hears such words as burden and hate, he will be very sad." Dr. Hualu took out a paper and a pen, "Don't worry, we will take our time for the treatment."

When the door of the consulting room was pushed open, Bakugo was sitting on the seat with his arms folded, his legs stretched long, and he was originally in a very leisurely posture, but his frowning eyebrows showed that he was not in a particularly good mood at the moment .

"Why did it take so long? Is the problem serious?" He stood up and took me into the protective range, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly.

"No, the doctor who made an appointment is the doctor who treated me before, so the chat time is a bit long."

"Oh, I know." He touched my lips, "I specifically asked him to consult you...why does it smell like chocolate?"

As if to prove his guess was right, he kissed again: "It really smells like chocolate."

"Because I ate a few pieces of chocolate in the office, so it smells... Hey, stop kissing, let's get down to business." Didn't you see that the nurse was smiling at the two of us?

"So what should I do? How can I cooperate with you in treatment?" After a deep kiss for the last time, he reluctantly let go.

"Dr. Hualu said that I need to slowly shift the focus of my life."

"What does this mean?"

"Just don't focus too much on my own problems and...you. I have to gradually learn to have my own life."

"Huh? Why can't you focus on me? I don't care if you cling to me 24 hours a day. I don't mind being dependent on you. As long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want." Such touching words were said by him Came out like some kind of bully manifesto.

I slapped him on the back, trying to wake up this idiot whose brain is not clearer than mine: "Xiao Sheng, Doctor Hualu didn't mean that. It's not that I can't rely on you, but that this kind of dependence relationship can't be established On a morbid basis. Still clinging 24 hours a day, can you let me cling to you when you are on a dangerous mission?"

I really don't want to remind myself, but there will always be times when he is not by my side, and at that time the only person I can rely on is myself.

He also seemed to feel that what he just said was illogical, and he didn't refute me.

There was a moment of silence: "...so, what to do."

"Fish first." Doctor Hualu asked me to feed some good animals to divert my attention.Dogs are prone to loneliness and need to run away, which will take a lot of energy; cats are too precious, and they shed hair very badly, so it is difficult to take care of them.

Speaking of cats, I thought of milky again, the cat who only has supernatural powers and often disappears, and I don't know what is going on with him now.

In the end, it seems that it is relatively easy to raise fish. It does not bite or shed hair. It only needs to feed and change water.The only downside is that there is no fur to touch.

Bao Hao bought me a very beautiful little goldfish, and the store manager explained the frequency and amount of feed and how often the water was changed.

"Does keeping this thing really make you happy?" Bakugo poked the little goldfish through the bag.

"I don't know, but it's always good to have something to do." I have already started to plan how to arrange my daily time after resignation, painting, raising fish, and practicing yoga.

Um, is this old age-like comfort really okay?

"What do you want to eat? Let's go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and go back to make it. Are you hungry now? If you are hungry, we can go to the store to eat."

"I'm not hungry." He just bought me a box of octopus balls when I got out of the hospital. Let alone hungry, I'm even a little full now.

Going to the supermarket is one of my hobbies. The bigger the supermarket, the more I like it. The colorful snack bags, beautifully packaged small cakes, and delicious vegetables. Although I don’t know how to cook, I like to choose ingredients. The red ones Small peppers, green vegetables and cute little eggplants.

It feels good to buy the fruits of other people's labor directly with money (not) without going through the hard work of growing vegetables.

"Fatty meat, Xiaosheng, I want to eat meat." I grabbed his clothes and pointed to the place selling steaks.

"I see, really, I can't eat much every time, and I want to buy everything." He pushed the small cart towards the direction of the butcher shop.

After buying the meat, he asked again: "What else do you want to eat?" This person, one second was disgusted that I wanted everything, and the next second he was asking me what else I wanted to eat, which is very contradictory.

"Buy a few more small cakes." If you dare to ask, I dare to say.

When I was going to the dessert area, I passed by a place that sold umbrellas, and Bakugo stared at the row of shelves thoughtfully: "The umbrellas and lubricants at home are almost used up, I'll go get some more, you go to dessert first Choose the cake you want, and I'll go find you right away."

"Are you going to run out?" It looks like I just bought it not long ago.

"What do you think?" He glanced at me, then leaned into my ear again, "Maybe it's going to be done tonight."

The breath is a little itchy on the ears.

"You were in yoga class the other day and you went to bed so early every night that you didn't do it for days." Kind of dissatisfied.

"...then do it, ask for strawberry-flavored lube." Shy?nonexistent.

"That's a lot to ask for." The corner of his mouth hooked.

I definitely wouldn't go shopping for dessert alone if I knew I was going to meet someone I didn't even want to meet.

will not.

Absolutely not.

Just as I was bending over to see what my favorite pastry was in the cake cabinet, someone next to me called out my name uncertainly.

I pushed aside the drooping hair and turned my head to see who it was, and straightened my body in horror in the next [-] second: "Yue-yue forward?"

The boy standing in front of me should be said to be more appropriate now.He was half a head taller than me, with dark green short shattered hair, and those beautiful amber cat eyes were staring at me a little surprised and a little blank.

He wasn't wearing a hat.

"Mr. Echizen, long time no see." It's been a long time indeed. It's been almost ten years since he dumped me and went to America, how time flies.

He seemed to frowned when he heard my address, and then said "Long time no see" as if nothing had happened.

"You dyed your hair blue, I thought I had mistaken the person." He said lightly.

"Yeah." Fuck, after getting married, I went to the supermarket with my husband and met my ex-boyfriend. What kind of embarrassing and bloody plot is this?Stop talking to me, we have nothing to talk about, how about saying goodbye to me with a reason?

Of course Echizen didn't know how intense my inner activities were going on under my calm surface, so he didn't mean to say goodbye at all, his eyes fell on the ring on my left ring finger: "You're married."

After being reminded by him, I subconsciously touched the ring, and replied hesitatingly: "Yes."

I was so embarrassed that I evaporated on the spot, no, I have to find something to say, when I saw that he was also wearing a ring on his hand, I felt a sense of relief: "You are married too."

What kind of magical conversation is this?I want to cover my face.

"No, it seems that you really forgot." He lowered his head and rubbed his ring. I couldn't see his expression. "You gave it to me before."

I suddenly felt relieved, and roared in my heart: Brother!Brother, can you chat!No more embarrassment on top of embarrassment!

"I still have something to-"

"What would you like to buy? Tiramisu or caramel almond mousse cake?" The two cakes I casually mentioned were two of my favorite flavors in high school.

He also bent down to look at the cake case, and I saw a carubin felt charm attached to the bag he was carrying, which was ugly.

That's what I used to do.

Feeling sad for no reason: "Actually, I..."

This guy doesn't have the consciousness of being an ex-boyfriend at all, and he is still talking to me: "I just wanted to ask, what's the matter with the corners of your eyebrows? How to stick them with gauze?"

"This is... I accidentally fell and rubbed against it."

"Really?" He leaned closer to me, as if he wanted to observe the injury on the corner of my eyebrow closely, "Is this really the case?"

My head tilted back uncomfortably, not used to his sudden approach.