You Won’t Understand Me - Chapter 115

After reaching home, Yul got a proposal counselling session from his friend.

Whatever Subin said, Yul hurriedly noted down everything on a notepad. No matter how crappy his handwriting was, it was still better than Zeng’s. The doctor’s handwriting literally resembled ants crawling on a paper.​​

The paper read,

•Make everything romantic. There is nothing called as ‘too much romance’.

•Bring him flowers that have a meaning to them.

•Don’t try preparing food since you can’t make it. Order something nice.

•His favourite music should be playing in the background.

•There should be red roses, scented candles on the table.

•Prepare a heartfelt speech or story that you’ll be saying before the proposal.

•Wear the best suit you have. Don’t wear full leather, I’ll kill you!

These were some of the instructions given to him by Subin and special emphasis was made on the last one.

“I am not the old Yul anymore, you know,” Yul pointed out.

“Aigoo, baby Yul has grown up, huh?” Subin teased. “You finally got out of your diapers.”

“Fuck you!” Yul hissed silently while putting the cap on the pen and looking in the direction of the kitchen where his boyfriend was working in order to avoid scoldings.

“No thanks,” Subin waved. “Now get to work. Call me if you need help.”

After the call ended, Yul went through the list again, biting his nail as he read every point carefully

However the problem was when should he do it?

He was tapping the pen on his head as he looked for a convenient date this week when Zeng came up close.

“What are you doing?”

Yul hid the notepad as quickly as possible. “N-No. It’s nothing.”

Zeng cocked a brow. “You were clearly reading something.”

While Zeng was not a nosy person, Yul had to answer him at least something. “It’s a secret. Can’t tell you.”

Zeng pouted. “Alright, whatever. And oh, We have dinner invitation at Zaria’s house this weekend. Please clear up your schedule.”

Yul nodded. So this week wasn’t possible. Maybe next week.

“And what were you going to tell me at Fanxing’s wedding? You never got to complete it.”

“Oh that-”

Saying nothing twice would be suspicious.

“I wanted to tell you that you looked so handsome today,” he said confidently because the statement was true even if the entirety was not. Zeng never had a not-handsome day.

Zeng couldn’t take a sudden compliment and blushed. He threw a pillow at Yul which was caught by reflex before it could land on his face.

“Shameless,” he hissed and went away.

Yul chuckled at his lover’s adorableness.

Since they couldn’t go empty handed to their host’s house, that week they went shopping together and brought pregnancy food and comfort stuff for Xuan Lu.

“Hi!” Zeng greeted Zaria when she opened the door for them.

The female doctor looked oddly tired. There were bags under her eyes and her dominating aura seemed to have faltered somehow.

“Hey guys,” she said, welcoming them in.

Yul and Zeng shared a glance before entering.

“What is all this?” Zaria asked when Zeng gave all the bags to her. “It’s for Lu jie and my nephew or niece.”

There were too many bags. “Don’t you think you went overboard?” She winced.

Zeng and Yul looked at each other and said in unison, “No.”

Zaria shook her head. These men had no sense of control of budget when it came to babycare.

“Zeng, Yul. You are here!” Xuan Lu came to greet them with a huge smile on her face. She walked slowly, one hand at her back and one on the large belly.

“Hi, Lu jie!”

Lu hugged and kissed both the men on the cheeks. “Come on in. Lunch is ready.”

With a lot of clatter on the dining table, lunch was enjoyed.

Zaria put away the dishes and Yul helped her with it. Later Zaria called Zeng aside to talk.

While the pair of friends went away to chat, Yul stayed with Lu to talk about the pregnancy.

“Does the baby move?” He asked curiously.

Lu nodded, “Yes, it has been about three weeks since the baby started moving.”

She even allowed him to feel her large round tummy. She took his hand and placed it over the top of her abdomen.

‘Uncle Yul is here to see you,” she whispered softly to the little creature in her womb and as if responding to its mother, the baby moved.

The child had started kicking and Yul was awestruck to feel the unborn baby moving inside, his hands feeling the vibration and little force of the kick.

“It kicked!” The officer exclaimed. He hurriedly turned to look back at Zeng, hands still on the mother-to-be’s large belly.

“Zeng ge, it kicked!”

Zeng looked back at his boyfriend’s awe struck face from the balcony and snorted. Yul was too cute.

“I take it he hasn’t been near a pregnant lady,” Zaria commented from beside him. Zeng nodded, smiling as Yul eagerly asked questions about the baby to Xuan Lu.

Meng Zaria looked ahead out of the balcony. Zeng focused his attention back on her. She wanted to discuss something with him in person and hence called him and his boyfriend for lunch.

“Is something wrong, Zaria?”

She looked worried and gave a nod, “It’s about Lu jie.”

‘Lu jie is five months pregnant now. You know everything Zeng. We opted for IVF and luckily it succeeded in the second attempt.”

“But before that, we had talked about adoption. I even suggested about hiring a surrogate mother but Lu jie had said that she wanted to do it herself. That she wanted to experience motherhood but… but I didn’t want her to.”

It was the first time Zeng was hearing it, “Why not?”

“She is not in the right age for pregnancy, Zeng.” Zaria answered. “I am worried if any complications could occur.”

That was a sufficient reason. Though women could successfully deliver even after the age of thirty, sometimes forty even, the associated complications and fetal problems increased with increasing age. The baby and the mother both could face consequences. The older the mother, the more dangerous it could get for her and the baby and hence it was not advisable to go for pregnancy after a specific period. However, that didn’t seem to stop Xuan Lu.