Chapter 13 — After Rebirth, I Won't Marry You Anymore

Her eye rims turned red. But don't cry.

“My father passed away early.” She said. "My mother is timid and needs someone to support her in everything. Chu Chieu Da has lived next door since she was young, and his parents have always helped me and me. I'm used to it, as long as I call, he will come. Later, he has you, and I'm actually very uncomfortable in my heart."

She finally said it. Don't wrap it up with "We're just friends." Don't cover it up with "You've been thinking too much." On the contrary, I no longer hate her that much.

“You felt uncomfortable so you came to take my place?” I asked.

Her face was pale. My voice is not heavy:

"Lam Tri Dao, everyone has wounds. But you can't use wounds as an entrance ticket and arbitrarily enter other people's lives."

She clenched her teacup tightly, her knuckles turning white. After a long time, she nodded: That apology was neither heavy nor light. Falling amidst the sound of rain, there was no longer the voice pretending to be weak like in the previous life. I accept. But don't hug her.

“From now on, stop looking for me.” I said.

She was stunned. I added:

"It's not because I hate you, but because we're not close enough to sit down and drink afternoon tea. Today is considered the after-sales service of Nam Phong restaurant. After drinking, everyone will take care of their own lives."

Lam Tri Dao was stunned. Immediately burst into laughter. In that smile there was embarrassment and also a bit of relief.

“Do you always speak so sharply?”

“It wasn't like that before.” I replied. “Before, I followed the image of gentleness and almost lost myself.”

She laughed until tears came to her eyes. When the rain stopped, Zhou Chieu Da arrived. He stood outside the door, saw Lam Tri Dao and clearly stopped. But he didn't immediately go towards her, but looked at me first, his eyes as if asking for advice. I nodded. Lam Tri Dao stood up, carried his bag:

“Chu Chieu Da, from now on I will look for you no matter what.”

Chu Chieu Da was silent for a moment then said:

“I can take care of myself.”

“I will try.” She opened her umbrella, then turned to look at me. “Hua Trung Uong, you are really good.”

I thought for a moment then replied:

“Thanks, mainly because I died once.”

She doesn't understand. Just thought I was joking. But Chu Chieu Da looked at me, his eyes suddenly a little deeper. After Lam Tri Dao went away, he asked:

“What did you say just now?”

“I said I'm good.”

I turned around to collect my tea cup:

“Captain Chu, don't be too sharp, it's easy to be lazy.”

He stood where he was, without asking further questions. But I know... He's starting to get suspicious. 16 Chu Chieu Da asked about his past life After autumn, the number of boxed lunch orders at Nam Phong restaurant has stabilized. We recruited two more assistants, one named Tieu Man, the other named A Loc. Tieu Man is agile and talks like a machine gun; A Loc rarely speaks, but cuts vegetables very firmly. At first, my father criticized young people for not knowing how to watch the fire. Three days later, he assuredly handed over the preparation table to A Loc, his mouth still stiff: "For now, it's acceptable." Secretly without my father, Tieu Man asked:

“Boss, does Uncle Hua always compliment you so discreetly?”

"If one day he tells you that you're very good, then prepare to be included in the family tree."

The more crowded the restaurant is, the less time Chu Chieu Da and I see each other. He didn't complain, nor did he suddenly run over to attract attention. Every time When I was about to come, he texted me in advance to see if I was convenient. If I'm busy, he won't come. If I say yes, he will bring a bag of fruit or a box of food containers. One time I casually said that the restaurant ran out of soy sauce very quickly. The next day he brought two cans. My mother looked at the two cans of soy sauce and commented:

“More practical than giving flowers.”

My father stood next to me and snorted:

"If you chase someone and give him soy sauce, only he can think of it."

My mother looked at him:

"In the past, when he pursued me, he even gave me a bag of potatoes."

My father immediately fell silent. I laughed so much that I almost misspelled the entire notebook. Chu Chieu Da's change was not noisy. He didn't arrange candles downstairs. Do not post long posts to repent. Nor can I bring the whole world to see how in love I am. He just fills up the places that were previously vacant little by little. If you promise to come, you will come. If you cannot come, please notify in advance. When I was unwell, he no longer said "drink a lot of hot water", but asked me if I needed to bring medicine, and after asking, he would wait for me to answer. About Lam Tri Dao, he no longer explains a bunch of details to me.

“She came looking for me, I turned it over to the community staff to handle it.”