Chapter 12 — After Rebirth, I Won't Marry You Anymore

Just one word. I thought he was going to leave. Unexpectedly, he turned to ask the staff:

"Do I have to pay extra to make it into an evening gown? I pay."

I immediately frowned:

“No need.”

He replied:

“Then I won't pay.”

I was speechless. Chu Chieu Da looked at me, a smile flickering in his eyes:

“Now I'm learning to respect my boss's opinion.”

The staff couldn't help but turned away and secretly laughed. I glared at him:

“Really quick to learn.”

“After you canceled my engagement, my understanding ability really improved.”

Those words came out of Chu Chieu Da's mouth, as if a serious official suddenly knew how to use memes on the internet. I couldn't help it, I burst into laughter. Then he quickly regained his smile. But he saw it. His eyes softened. Don't take the opportunity to get closer. Just stood there, quietly waiting for me to finish signing the wedding dress repair papers. Stepping out of the wedding dress shop, the sunset light was very warm. I held the dress repair slip and suddenly realized that the old wedding dress was no longer that heavy. It will have the skirt end cut off. Shorten the hem of the dress. Removing elaborate details that require someone else to help me edit. Like myself. 15 She's not a bad person. The next time Lam Tri Dao came to me was on a rainy afternoon. That day the restaurant had few customers. Rainwater dripped down from the eaves and dripped into the plastic bucket in front of the door, heard very evenly. She held a transparent umbrella and stood outside the door. The umbrella's surface was covered with raindrops, as if it were carrying the gray sky above its head. I open the door:

“Come to eat?”

She shook her head:

“I want to say something to you.”

I let her in and poured her a cup of hot tea. She held a cup of tea and sat by the window for a long time. Don't cry. It also no longer looks fragile and only breaks when touched lightly like before. She looks very tired. Dark circles under the eyes are clearly visible, the edges of the nails are bitten until they turn red.

“The bad review that day... was not my doing.” She spoke first.

"I know."

She looked up at me, as if she didn't expect me to answer so quickly.

“The investigation is clear.” I said. “Not you.”

She bowed her head, her fingers running around the rim of the cup:

“But you doubted me, right?”

I don't pretend to be generous. She smiled bitterly: "It's true. Before, I was... quite obnoxious." I looked at the rain outside the window. Lam Tri Dao is not a bad person in the usual sense. She will not throw money in other people's faces, will not tear up wedding dresses, nor will she point directly at me and scold me. She's just too good at asking for help, too used to being supported by others, too good at finding a place for herself in other people's relationships. That type of person is the most annoying. Not bad to the end, the self-pity is very real, even when hurting others, he still has an innocent look on his face as if: "I don't want that either." She said softly:

"Recently, my mother went to the community day care center. Chu Chieu Da helped me contact her, but he didn't take my mother himself. He just gave me the contact information and told me to do the procedure myself."

I said nothing.

“At first I was very angry.” She smiled, a slightly awkward smile. "I saw that he had changed, and I thought it was because you made him change. Later, when I went to do the procedure myself, I discovered that it wasn't that difficult. It's just that before, whenever I was scared, I would look for him. It seems I took his fear for granted. I am like a universal passport.”

The sound of rain became thicker and thicker. I pushed the teapot towards her. Lam Tri Dao looked at me:

“Truong Uong, was it really like I did that on purpose before?”

I thought for a moment:

“There are times when that is true.”