MYENGINEER, CHAPTER 41: Siblings
[Duenhaw]
“What should I do…help me think of something, you guys.”
Damn it. If I knew it would turn out like this, I wouldn’t have done anything to his beloved hair last night. Why get so angry over just waxing some hair? If it were someone else, I’d probably go sleep over…but this is Bohn. I don’t think he’d just let me sleep peacefully; he must be planning to prank me or something. Will he wax my hair in return? …No, I don’t have much hair to wax, just short, thin strands that are barely visible.
“What?”
“Bohn wants me to sleep over at his condo.” I’m scared out of my wits.
“It’s nothing. You guys are dating.”
“Yeah, but…I think it won’t just be sleeping.” He’s definitely looking for revenge, I’m sure of it, one hundred percent…are we lovers or enemies?
“Of course, when a boyfriend invites you to sleep over, it won’t just be staring into each other’s eyes, heh.”
“Right, he must be looking for a way to get back at me for waxing his hair.” Bohn is so petty, his eyebrows are all furrowed. What should I do? Should I run, or should I say my grandpa is close to dying and I need to visit him…I’m sorry, Grandpa, you came home last night looking exhausted, I thought it was work, but no, ‘Drank too much with the night guard yesterday, eek, hee-hee,’ um.
“Yeah, heh-heh.” Why does your voice sound so weird, Tang? But whatever. I lowered my head, thinking of ways to escape not going to his condo…I need to appease him first, what should I do? He seemed quite angry when we talked; he even showed me his legs, they were so red…I didn’t expect it to be this bad, I feel guilty.
“And why did you wax his hair?” …If I’m being honest, out of spite, but if I want to make myself look good, it’s ‘I wanted my boyfriend to be like me.’ Which one should I choose…let’s go with the truth.
“I was annoyed.”
“His hair? I thought you were joking about wanting to have leg hair.” I told my friends that I wanted leg hair to look manlier.
“I want to, it’s so cool. You see university athletes have it, and the girls go wild.”
“He didn’t scream about his leg hair!”
“No, no, I came to class.” “Sigh.” Oh well, just sigh. “What should I do then, help me think of something.” I raised my hand to massage my temple, not knowing what to do, even though I’ve stayed over at Bohn’s condo before, but last time, Ben and Daonuea were there too.
“Don’t you want to go sleep at his condo?” Ting asked in a high-pitched voice as if surprised. Why are you so shocked? Don’t you care about your friend? I’m about to get into some trouble here!
“Yeah.”
“Why? If I were you…wherever Phii Bohn invites me, I’d go. Do you know how jealous others are of you, Duen? If he weren’t your boyfriend, I’d knock him out and drag him to my cave.”
“You damn, Ting…”
“Just apologize to him, maybe it will get better.” He’s right, Tang.
If I call now, he’s probably in class, so I’ll send a message instead. What should I write…let’s keep it basic, no need to be too dramatic, otherwise, he might think I’m faking it.
Duennhaw: Bohn, sorry, [crying axolotl sticker]
Within a minute it showed he read it, but Bohn didn’t reply. What, I even sent an axolotl to coax him.
Duennhaw: Bohnnnnn, sorryyyyyyyy
Still silent as before, read but no reply, are you being arrogant?
Duennhaw: Bohn sorryyyy, okay, I admit I did it out of jealousy and envy for your leg hair, but I regret it now, I’ll treat you to a meal, but I’m not going to sleep at your condo.
Bon Ss: You have to.
Duennhaw: But I don’t want to go.
Bon Ss: Why?
I don’t want to go means I don’t want to go! …If I answer like that, he’ll definitely kill me. What should I say…
Duennhaw: My dad’s back. He won’t let me go.
I’m lying! He wants me to go sleep at someone else’s house, my heart nearly breaks, but what can I do? I don’t want to go to Bohn’s condo; I don’t know what he might do to me!
Bon Ss: He definitely wants you to come, trust me.
Duennhaw: How do you know?
Bon Ss: The fact that he’s telling you to go out and drink with women means…your dad is worried that you don’t go out much or you act too naive, which I’m guessing and betting it’s the latter, so…you going to sleep somewhere other than your own home would make him the happiest.
You’re so smart again, you bastard!! Who do you think you are?! Some kind of miniature Detective Conan?!
Duennhaw: Okay, okay, I give up! Dad won’t scold me, but I don’t want to go to the condo. You, man.
Bon Ss: Don’t be stubborn, I’m going to class.
“Damn…” I muttered before putting my phone back in my pocket. Do I really have to go? I don’t want to at all; why does he have to force me?
“He’s still not over being angry?”
“Yeah, what should I do?”
“I think if he’s still this mad at you…going to the condo, you’ll be in for it.”
“Exactly, go make him less angry or at least not as angry.”
“How?”
“Normally, what do you do when he’s mad at you?” When he’s normally mad? I thought for a while, suddenly feeling my face getting hot.
“What, why is your face red? Do you usually appease him that way?” King asked with a sly tone. Even if I used to be naive, now I’ve leveled up!! I know what you’re implying.
“Pfft…”
Or should I ask Dad? Maybe he won’t let me go! That would be great; then I could screenshot and send it to him.
Duenhaw the coolest, richest, and most stylish in the universe: Dad, I won’t sleeping at home tonight.
Come on, Dad, say…’No way! I won’t let you sleep at anyone else’s house; the world is dangerous these days, you can’t trust anyone. You don’t have to go!’, like this!!
Direk The Coolest, Richest, and Most Stylish Dad in the Three Worlds: Sure, it’s good to sleep somewhere else once in a while, about once a year. I’ll send you some money.
Hey…doesn’t a dad care about his son at all?
DuenhawHandsomeCoolAndSillyButTrulyinLove: Dad!!! Why do you agree so easily? Duen is your son, hold him back a bit, come on!!!
The most handsome, rich, and cool slider dad in the three worlds: Brat, why should I stop you? You’re grown up, you can go out and live away from home. I’ll spend some quality time with your mom.
DuenhawHandsomeCoolAndSillyButTrulyinLove: Come on, I am your son!
The most handsome, rich, and cool slider dad in the three worlds: Yeah, right. If not my son, then whose son would he be?
DuenhawHandsomeCoolAndSillyButTrulyinLove: Wow! Just watch, I won’t come home then.
I’m joking.
Throughout today’s classes, I made a world-weary face thinking about staying over at Bohn’s condo this time. He definitely won’t let me sleep in the small room. If we sleep together, he probably won’t let me sleep well either.
“Don’t make that grumpy face, come with me to buy some plants.” I raised my eyebrows in surprise. How could I not be surprised? Normally, Tang doesn’t care about the world, he can’t even keep a cactus alive.
“Which shop?”
“A famous one, behind your hotel.” Tang’s family is in the hotel and resort business. I don’t know much about that, let’s just say they’re rich.
“Sure, I could use some relaxation for my brain, but let me tell Bohn first.” Plants should be relaxing. I like plants, but I can’t grow them to save my life, my plant-care skills are as negative as Tang’s.
Vibrate
Bon Ss: Are you done with class?
“Damn…it’s like he has a whispering fairy.” I muttered. Lately, whenever I finish class or do something, Bohn messages me right away. I don’t know if he’s got a camera on me or if he has spies. When I turned to look at my close friend, I saw King sitting there smiling…he must be the whispering fairy.
Duennhaw: Class is over but I’m going to buy plants with Tang.
Bon Ss: How are you getting there, do you want me to give you a ride?
Does this mean he’s starting to cool down…or not?
Duennhaw: No, thanks. You go back to your condo first, I’ll ride there myself.
Bon Ss: Alright then. If you speed…you’ll be in big trouble, you fool.
Duennhaw: Oh, come on, why do you have to threaten me? Don’t you trust me? Bon Ss: Heh Damn…
“What plant are you going to buy?” Tang asked while scanning the plants around the shop. Just standing and looking at these green things…feels insanely good. I used to have a small plant next to my computer…now it’s dead, probably because it felt unloved. Phii Duen apologizes.
“Anything weird, my dad likes that.” After saying that, Tang walked around looking at plants in different sections of the store. This is a big store, with a wide space, lots of beautiful plants, and I heard they’re sold at reasonable prices without markup, great.
“Ask him?” I suggested when I saw a chubby guy, likely older than us, sleeping in the corner chair. If you’re going to sleep like that…are you the shop owner’s son or something? Seems like you have nothing to do.
“That’s fine…Sir, do you have any unusual plants?”
“Huh…unusual, huh, Phii? …How about the Parrot’s Beak?” The chubby guy woke up startled by Tang’s voice. Even though he looks lazy, he seems reliable, judging by how he could answer immediately.
“Let’s see.”
The chubby guy, nicknamed “Kung.” led us to see the plant called Parrot’s Beak. Did your parents name you this hoping you’d slim down or were you small before, and they didn’t expect you to grow this big? …Let’s forget about that topic.
“It really looks like a bird.”
The Parrot’s Beak is a perennial plant, about thirty centimeters tall, with a smooth stem without thorns, and small thorny hairs at the base of the stem. The flower looks like a bird…of course, I got this information from the internet.
“Good, good, we’ll take this one.”
“Sure.” Phii Kung carried the pot, wrapped it, and bagged it for us. Meanwhile, we continued looking at more plants. I want to buy one or two for his dad, but I don’t want to get the same as Tang, so something else might be better.
“What should I buy for your dad?” If I can’t think of anything, I’ll just ask the son, who should know his father’s taste. Even though they don’t seem to get along much, they love each other…I guess. Tang’s dad once left him on a mountain and made him walk back to his grandma’s by himself. I was so shocked he made it back safely. If it were me, I wouldn’t have returned.
“Cheap liquor…my dad’s craving it.” Pfft…even if your dad wants it, this isn’t good for his health, man.
“They say giving liquor is like cursing someone.”
“My dad doesn’t care, he drinks with your dad all the time.” My dad and
Tang’s dad like to go out drinking together; our moms call them the
‘Cirrhosis Club.’
“Okay, I’ll go buy some later, but for now, I’m hungry. Let’s go eat something.” I suggested. I’m starving, my stomach is growling like I haven’t eaten in ten years.
“Let’s go, I’m hungry.”
“Hey, Duen, can I ask you something?” Tang spoke up after we had been sitting silently for a while, waiting for our food. We chose a nearby restaurant; we didn’t want to go far, but we had to eat something.
“Huh?”
“Have you ever been stressed about having Phii Bohn as your boyfriend?” Today he’s acting strange. Normally, he’s all about teasing, why is he in this mode today?
“Bohn…not really.” Although I don’t like to admit it, when I’m with him…it’s pretty enjoyable. I’m not stressed about anything, he flirts with me every three seconds, when would I have time to be stressed?
“Really…”
“Why are you asking? Are you going to get a boyfriend?” I smirked cunningly. Damn, being with Bohn has really rubbed off on me. At the same time, he seems to be picking up some of my silly habits. You can tell because he’s starting to not get Phii Boss’s humor anymore. But this is good…it means I can tease him, heh heh.
“Heh, just asking, I was worried you might be overthinking the rumors about Phii Bohn.”
“Oh, those rumors…I’ve never seen him get into a fight with anyone. And I haven’t seen him with any women either.” After hearing my response, Tang nodded. I don’t know if Bohn is like what people say, but personally, I don’t think so. When he was courting me, he seemed serious…but whether it was sincere, I don’t know.
He’s my boyfriend, and I trust him, that’s enough.
“Duen, Tang.”
Huh…sounds like a boy band. Oh, damn, Ting is a woman…whatever. I turned towards the voice. It’s been a while since I last heard from him; I remember it was at the hospital with Bohn.
“Phii Thara, hello.”
We raised our hands to greet the newcomer. He was still in his student uniform, so neat even though we’re outside the university. Seeing his handsome aura, I didn’t want to look; why don’t I have an aura like that? I’d like to wear a student uniform and look dazzling too.
“Hello, can I sit with you?”
“Sure, sure.”
“What’s up, you forgot about our ice cream treat, huh?” Almost, sir…I almost forgot if you hadn’t asked. Remember the first day I met Bohn? I promised to treat him to ice cream because I saw him get scolded by a patient’s relative.
“Wait. I remember.” I pretended to answer in a high-pitched voice. I do remember, man! Really…but I didn’t invite because I haven’t had much time, most of my time goes to studying…and the rest to Bohn.
“You forgetful kid!” The doctor reached out to ruffle my hair playfully. He’s so friendly because we’re cousins; my mom and Phii Thara’s mom are sisters. We’ve known each other since we were kids.
And
When I was new to school and didn’t have any friends, it was only Phii Thara who came to play with me. He’s the best brother in the world. Even though he likes to prank me by showing me lizards…I’m scared of lizards, and the doctor knows this well; he even keeps a lizard named Cupcake. Of course, he keeps it just to prank me; he’s good-looking but why does he like doing such things?
“Phii Thara! I will tell Auntie Fah!” Auntie Fah is my actual aunt and Phii Thara’s mom too. She loves me and Daonuea more than her own child…well, that’s what Phii Thara complains about often. So I tease him with it, ha-ha.
“You tattletale, here’s your thumb.” My brother gave me a thumbs-up and made a funny face like a child. Phii Thara looks mature on the outside, but inside…he’s three years old.
“I am not appeasing you tall self.” I looked away nonchalantly until the guy next to me pouted in annoyance. They’re used to me and Phii Thara playing like this.
“Duen, you crazy little brother, I’ll release Cupcake in your room.” “No way, I’m not scared.” I lied…I’m scared, please don’t do it.
“Doctor, is fifth year tiring?”
“It’s tiring, Tingting, both physically and mentally.” When it comes to talking to girls, he’s all polite, this jerk, the epitome of double standards.
“Tell us more, both about your year and the second year. Is it hard, Senior? So I can prepare myself mentally. It’s so hard right now, is the first year the hardest?”
“Tsk. No…I think our year is actually the easiest. The content is quite similar to high school, you just need to study a bit more, but you can still live a normal life like other faculties, still have time for fun and relaxation.” Oh, come on!
“Wow, is this what you call relaxing?” Bohn muttered, but I think…it might be true. Except for the first year, I’ve never seen any year go out much outside the faculty.
“And how is the second year, Senior?”
“When you get to the second year, you’ll see it’s much harder. You guys have to adapt; it’s a completely different mood from the first year. The content is visibly more extensive, you start learning anatomy, physiology…you have to memorize and understand because you’ll use it in the following years. This year, you’ll study by topics, finish one and then have an exam, exams are frequent, like a million times.”
“Can I resign now…” I raised my hand to ask, tomorrow I’ll have Dad resign since there’s an interesting faculty, and Dad is okay with this faculty…the Faculty of Dust Investigation.
“Hold on, Meng. No way, ha ha ha.” Why do you have to hit your forehead? He didn’t call me Meng. He called me someone with beautiful proportions and the rich man’s physiognomy!!!
“It’s tough, hearing that makes me discouraged. Phii Thara, did you ever have problems with studying?” The only girl at the table asked. From someone else’s perspective…Ting would be very enviable. I’m jealous that she gets to sit with someone as handsome as Phii Thara.
“Yes.”
“Really, someone like you?” Tang asked in surprise. If it were anyone else, they’d think there were no problems, but if you were in my shoes. I’ve seen him since we were kids; Phii Thara always smiles like he has no worries on the outside…but inside, it’s the opposite. I don’t know what stresses him out either. I just know it’s a lot.
“Yeah, someone like me.” Even now, he’s still smiling. I might have picked up the habit of hiding sadness from him, but if I’m honest. Our personalities are so similar it’s like we’re the same person…except for the silly part.
“What kind of problems? Can you tell us?”
“I was stupid.”
“Crazy, you’re just teasing us.” My friends pouted in disbelief. He’s not stupid…in any other faculty, he’d be considered normal, or even smart, but he studies medicine.
“Really. In my first year, I was the dumbest in my class.” “Really? Tell me more.” Tang insisted.
“When I graduated high school, I had a GPA of 3.12, pretty low, right? My friends had GPAs over 3.8, all of them. I learned very slowly; I had to read and review many times before understanding, unlike my friends who learned everything in class.” I can say he’s the hardest-working and most determined person I’ve ever seen. Every day after class, I’d see him sitting on the marble bench in front of his house, studying late into the night. Our houses are close, just a little distance apart…right in front of my house.
“Didn’t you get discouraged?”
“Of course, I did. But when I felt discouraged, I’d think back on what I was doing…and the answer would be, ‘I’m doing what I love.’ After that, I’d find the motivation…I’m embarrassed, ha ha ha.” After saying that, Phii Thara rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. How can someone be that handsome? With just this, half the women in the hospital would be looking at him. Damn, I’m envious.
“Is the fifth year hard, Phii Thara?” Are we in some show called ‘Insight into Medical Students’ with you as the host, Ting…but it’s good, I want to know too.
“Fifth year, huh…you have to go to the ward, be on duty. Take care of patients, write reports. We learn from the patients but also have to study outside of our duty hours to prepare for exams, sleep late, wake up early, eat irregularly…it’s insanely exhausting and hard.”
“Damn, I’m dead, is there anything harder than this, Senior?” Tang asked sarcastically, but turns out there is.
“There is. Fourth year was insanely hard, both physically and mentally exhausting, like super exhausting. I never thought I’d be that tired. When we first go to the ward, we need to use all the knowledge from previous years…to be honest, there were things I’d forgotten. We learn from the ward, study by topics, rotate in small groups, and have practical sessions. When it’s practical, it’s super exciting…I think this year was the hardest and required the most adaptation.”
“…”
Kill me, kill me, it’s better to die.
“Oh…let’s talk about something else, Senior, this is so stressful, why are we even talking about this?” I complained, resting my chin on my hand while looking outside the shop. The food isn’t here yet!! I’m stressed, you know?
“Hey, you asked me yourself, hahaha.” Can people laugh this brightly? Looking at him…Phii Thara is like Phii Yim, with a popular personality. I ban both of you, go be together!
“With this much studying, do you have a girlfriend, Senior?” Damn, Ting…
“Where would I find the time for that…”
“Really…what they say, is it true?”
“Why? Do I look like someone who has a girlfriend?” Heh-heh…more than looking like.
“Yeah.” All three of us nodded in unison. I don’t know, he has this romantic, fluttery aura like someone in love. When I ask, he always says, ‘I’m happy when my patients are happy,’ oh, Father of the People, a person with a heart as warm and beautiful as the setting sun. I’m not jealous, really.
“Hey, Tang still doesn’t have a girlfriend.”
“I’ll marry myself because there’s no one in this world worthy of me.”
“…”
Okay, my friend…
“And you’re not on duty today, Senior?” Normally, Phii Thara would be at the hospital today, being a good doctor for his patients, and there would be nurses flirting with him, as they say, about the passionate young doctor.
“Hmph, my friend asked to switch shifts today.”
“Oh.”
“So, what are you three doing here? It can’t just be that we were hungry and came to eat, right?”
“We came to buy a gift for Tang’s dad.”
We talked for a while until the food we ordered arrived, and it was pretty good. If it wasn’t good, I was planning to sneak in and pluck the restaurant owner’s hair at night, damn, waited so long, it wasn’t even that crowded…don’t mind me, it’s just hot today and I’m a bit cranky.
“Phii Thara, we’re heading home now.” We gathered our things and raised our hands to pay respects to our host for this meal. The doctor treated us, thank you, I’m full, Tang! You provided knowledge, shared experiences, and even treated us, that’s what makes you a good senior.
“Alright, don’t forget about our ice cream treat, brat.” The doctor said as he walked over and flicked my forehead. I told you not to flick! Watch out, or I’ll bite your finger off.
“Can I bring two more friends?” I asked, remembering I promised Phii Yim and Bohn I’d treat them to ice cream too, let’s do it all at once to avoid multiple trips since Bohn gets jealous easily.
“?”
“I promised them I’d treat them to ice cream too.”
“Sure, I need to go study now.” After saying that, the doctor got into his car. We waved again before heading back to our own vehicles. Today, I drove my Supachai again as usual; it seemed a bit sick, I don’t know how, this morning it was coughing and making strange noises, I might have to take it to the doctor…(to the garage).
“Where are we going next-” Vibrate!
Bon Ss: Do you want to die doing things like this…
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