Waiting For Your Confession

Extra [The Broken Tzuyu's body swapped to the Happy Tzuyu's (I)]

Like every morning, Tzuyu woke up before Sana. He quietly looked towards next to his pillow and quietly sat up to peer into Sana's sleeping face.

This was part of his usual routine, as this was the only time he could properly look at his wife. But now, Tzuyu lingered, saddened by the fact that he would no longer have this opportunity after today.

However, no matter how unwilling he was to leave, Tzuyu had to get up. He cleaned up, went into the closet to change clothes, then went downstairs to have breakfast with Sana. As he walked towards the living room, he glanced towards his study. The sudden reminder of the divorce agreement he had taken home yeaterday made his heart ache.

Then, Aunty Zhang came out of the kitchen. She saw Tzuyu dressed in some simple household clothes instead of the usual sportswear, so she couldn't help but ask: "Sir, you're not going on your morning run today?" 

Tzuyu was a little surprised at the question, but nevertheless, he shook his head and replied: "I'm not."

Thinking about his looming divorce, Tzuyu wondered how Sana would react when he told her. She would be surprised, for sure, but would she be pleased too?

"Well..." Somewhat embarrassed, Annty Zhang told him: "Yesterday, the Madam mentioned that she would like to eat dumplings for breakfast. I'm currently wrapping the dumplings, but we've run out of vinegar. Since you usually go out for runs in the morning, I was going to ask if you could buy a bottle of vinegar on your way back."

"The Madam wanted to eat dumplings?" Tzuyu immediately zeroed into the main point.

"Yes, the Madam messaged me last night and asked me to buy some dumplings to cook for breakfast today. But how could I buy food from the outside, ah? Who knows if it's sanitary and properly made. I decided to come in early and make them myself, buy there's no more vinegar." Aunty Zhang hesitated for a moment, then said: "I'll buy it, but breakfast is likely to be a little later than usual."

"I'll go." Tzuyu stopped Aunty Zhang, who was about to untie her apron. "You continue to make the dumplings; I'll buy it."

"You'll buy it? Then I'll take this chance to wrap more dumplings. There's a lot of people to make for, after all." Aunty Zhang inwardly counted as she walked back into the kitchen. The two little masters also liked to eat dumplings. She'll make more dumplings to store in the fridge so that the children could later eat them if they were craving it.

Tzuyu put on a loose white sweater, which dampened the man's cold temperament. He looked trough the living room window towards the black car in the yard, then decided to pocket his car keys. This may be the last time he would be able to do something for Sana, so let it take longer.

Tzuyu stepped out of the gates, and under the cool October morning light, walked down to the foot of the hill, past the newly painted zebra crossing, and into the newly opened minimarket.

"Mr. Chou, what can I do for you?" The shop owner was a fat auntie who obviously knew Tzuyu based on the wide smile she had given him.

Tzuyu found her familiarity a little strange, but he wasn't the curious type, so he simply replied: "Vinegar."

"Oh, for dumplings?" The auntie casually asked.

"Nn." Tzuyu gave her a lukewarm nod.

"Your wife must be craving dumplings, then?" The auntie said as she took out a bottle of vinegar. "This vinegar brand is the best for dumplings."

"Thank you." Tzuyu was surprised. "But...how do you know it's my wife that wants to eat dumplings?"

"Haha, how can I not? Why else would you go out to buy vinegar so early in the morning, if not for of Mrs. Chou?" The auntie chuckled.