Chapter 1 — Bright Moon Shining Hai Duong

When my childhood friend was admitted directly to Bac Dai, I only got into a mediocre second-rate school. To be worthy of him, I risked my life studying for the graduate exam to enter Bac Dai. The year we failed the exam, we broke up. I blocked all means of contact with him. He went to America to study, and I started selling breaded sausages. Later, one of his friends happened to meet me and asked in surprise: "Oh my god, why are you here? Van Canh is going crazy looking for you!" I didn't bother to raise my head: "Let's start a business, do you want to contribute capital?" 01 When I happened to meet Tran Xuyen again, I was busy bargaining with customers. He frowned and called uncertainly: "Lin Hai Duong?" But I was so busy that I didn't even pay attention to him. Tran Xuyen's eyes glanced at my busy appearance, then looked down at my sausage grill. “Why are you doing this? That year, why didn't you say a word and leave? Do you know, Van Canh is going crazy looking for you?" Finally, after seeing off a bunch of guests, I was free to raise my head and look at him. Looking for a long time, I was able to match the person's name with the face in my memory. Van Canh's classmate is also a talented student of Bac Dai. “I'm starting a business, do you want to contribute capital? Three coins one stick, five coins two sticks. Considering our acquaintance, give me a discount, ten yuan and three sticks." Tran Xuyen was blocked by me and choked on his words. He was wearing a high-class suit, carrying a briefcase, very similar to the image of an office elite that I always imagined, and also very unsuitable for my small hot dog stand. Tran Xuyen looked at me for a moment, perhaps afraid to refuse. Finally, he still bought three breaded sausages. “Van Canh has returned home recently, do you want to meet him?” I politely refused: "Forget it. I always smell like a 'second-rate school', so I don't dare get close to people like you who study for a master's degree or a doctorate at a time." 02 Van Canh is a high IQ genius, and the people around him are also geniuses. Especially his junior sister - both smart and beautiful. From school performances to national competitions... no matter how big or small the event is, Van Canh and To Tinh are the hosts. Talented boy and beautiful girl, truly a match made in heaven. Van Canh highly praised this junior girl and never hesitated to praise her. Unlike me - the only words in his mouth are "stupid", "no ambition". Even every time I went looking for him, I had to tiptoe. He criticized my school as mediocre, and was also afraid that I would make him lose face. The permanent meeting place is a hotel one street away from his school. So, when the news came that I wanted to take the graduate entrance exam to Bac Dai, Van Canh's friends were all about to die of laughter, advising each other: "Set your goal a little lower, taking the Bac Dai exam is not easy, don't waste a year in vain." Van Canh looked at me with unbelievable eyes, frowned and said: "Based on your mind, you really don't know how high the sky and the earth are." Later, I failed the exam, and of course we broke up. I blocked all contact with you. He went to America to continue studying, and I started selling breaded sausages. So when Tran Xuyen told Van Canh to go crazy looking for me, I didn't believe that sentence - even a dot. 03 Before leaving, Tran Xuyen even proactively asked for my WeChat: "Anyway, we're acquaintances, let's go together in a few days." Let's go have a meal.” I browsed Tran Xuyen's personal page. It turned out that he also went to America to study, becoming a genuine "American gentleman". The entire personal page exudes a petty bourgeois flavor, sophistication and luxury. My hand slid down, my eyes stopped at a photo of Van Canh. And the person standing next to him, as expected - was To Tinh. After Van Canh was recruited directly to Bac Dai, I followed all of Bac Dai's official pages. Bac Dai's photography must be said to be very top-notch. It's always possible to capture moments of ecstasy - two people holding a trophy, looking at each other and smiling. The photo in this post is no exception. I stared at the expensive designer clothes on Van Canh in the photo. My heart felt sour, as if I had just swallowed a bunch of unsweetened lemons. Van Canh has indeed prospered. In life, there is no fear of "old love finding someone new", Just fear of "old love driving a Land Rover to pick up someone new". At that time, I had beauty and education. Now there's even money. If you make a bet, it's tens of thousands. What about me? Drinking a cup of milk tea also requires comparing prices on several purchasing apps. Dear God, if you only dare to bully a student who only gets into a second-rate university, starting a business with only enough money to set up a stall selling breaded sausages... Then... pretend I didn't say anything. 04 Maybe because I saw Tran Xuyen again yesterday, I dreamed about the past in an inexplicable way that night. I dreamed about the first time Van Canh took me to a club gathering in Bac Dai. A girl who liked Van Canh secretly came to me and without any politeness criticized me: "Your family background, your academic ability, your appearance - are you any better than me? Van Canh is truly blind, his mind is probably broken.” At that moment I was so amused that I almost burst out laughing. I don't know if she was cursing me or him. Van Canh and I may really have an unbalanced relationship. He is the boyfriend who makes me the most proud. But I... am the only stain in his life. He is intelligent, self-aware, and disciplined. In my memory, every time he faced me, his face was always cold, his words full of sarcasm. I was also not willing, I risked my life to study and solve problems. In the last year, he only slept four hours a day, and was so exhausted that he had to be hospitalized. But rotten wood is still rotten wood, no matter how hard you try to cosplay, it won't turn into a pillar. When Van Canh was admitted directly to Bac Dai, I only got into a poor second-rate school. At first it was just a gap in academic ability: Bac Dai – Second Ban. Later, when Van Canh was received by the Van family, that gap turned into class. One side is a poor student, the other side is the heir of the Van Thi family. No matter how you look at it, the two people are not from the same world. Well, thinking back, I realize that I'm really resilient, even trying to endure such things. Well, let's open Pinduoduo and surf for a while to calm down. 05 Woke up early in the morning and the notification sounded. I looked at my phone — it was a text message sent from Kiem Binh Minh: 【Are you awake yet? Remember to eat breakfast~】 06 Kiem Binh Minh – my online crush. A strong brother full of noble temperament. At that time, he posted in the new student group: 【Sending my younger brother to enroll. Please tell me how wide is the bed in the dormitory, can a person who is 1m92 tall fit in it?】 【Just from Coming back from abroad, I'm not very familiar with it... Can I use US dollars at school?】 My best friend burst out laughing, then pushed it to me: "Let's keep it as a cyber pet, just for fun." I added him: 【Master, you're so cool, I'm already in love~】 Later, our conversation became more and more intimate, I asked him: 【What are you doing?】 【Still studying at Harvard.】 I laughed. I was running a delivery point at “Cambridge Tan Hoang Dao” school at that time. The other person asked again: 【Which school do you go to?】 Me: 【New York University~】 The other person was a bit surprised: 【My cousin also goes to that school!】 Well... Isn't Tan Huong Academy also abbreviated as NYU? I calmly replied: 【If you go to the same school as me, you don't have to feel inferior.】 07 I opened the message. Suddenly... what caught my eye was a photo of mesmerizing six-pack abs. His eyes looked up - a face so handsome that it could be called a "male god". I looked at it for a while, conveniently saved the photo, and gave a perfunctory compliment: 【Not bad, still remember the duty of being a boyfriend~】 Kiem Binh Minh sent back a sticker with an embarrassed blushing face. I silently rolled my eyes. This guy is really deep acting. Even pictures of six-pack abs on the internet were pulled out to deceive me. I don't know where I can find a photo of such a beautiful and sparkling guy like this. The other side was typing, changing back and forth a few times, and finally sent: 【I'm ready, see you tonight.】 This guy is really brave, isn't he afraid of "turning the tables" after meeting? I sent him my stall address, sighing deeply. Then… let me, Sausage Goddess Co Na La… Push the ghostly tricycle, use this little fist of justice… personally judge him! 08 In the evening, I pulled out the tricycle and skillfully started setting up the stall. This time we chose the square as the location, luckily there were quite a few people walking around in the evening. Before long, I sold dozens of sausages. So busy that my feet couldn't touch the ground.{Read full at Van Ha Tuong page} Until a pair of leather shoes stopped in front of me. I thought Sword Dawn had arrived, so I didn't even look up: "Wait a minute." The other person didn't say anything, just stood there quietly. I felt something was wrong — raised my head. His hand shook, causing a sausage to roll straight to the ground. The man in front of him was wearing a black windbreaker and had a straight figure. Long time no see, but he still looks the same. That's not true, it's different - it's much more expensive, I probably wouldn't be able to buy the jacket you're wearing. Van Canh bent down to pick up the sausage, his fingertips were covered in grease. "Long time no see." I softly said "yes": "Long time no see." After several years of being separated halfway around the world, my childhood sweetheart and I finally met again. He returned from studying in the US, and I set up a stall selling breaded sausages.