Crossing the River to Find a Beggar Kiss
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5 — Crossing the River to Find a Beggar Kiss

Updated 10/08/2026 5 min read

13. Tears kept falling onto the wound, I kept rubbing my cheek vigorously, as if I didn't know the pain, bright red blood stained my fingertips. Staggering around, amidst the blur of tears, I saw... Giang Do was looking at me with complicated eyes, the corners of his eyes were red. In the living room, I curled up on the sofa. The phone suddenly rang, it took me a while to react, slowly picking up the phone. "Sister, you didn't come this afternoon, and there were many parents bringing their children to register, all aiming at that teacher Duong Duong..." Without letting the assistant finish speaking, I choked up and burst into tears, screaming in my voice: "Tell them all to go home! Don't dance anymore, I won't dance anymore! Please, tell... tell them all to go away huh huh huh..." "Sister, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? Don't scare me..." Realizing that I was too out of control, I bit tightly. lips, tears continued to flow. I choked, my voice cracked: "No... it's okay, I... I hung up before, sorry..." As soon as I finished speaking, a cool breath mixed with the scent of cigarettes approached and enveloped me. Giang Do gently but firmly avoided the wound, held my cheeks, and stopped me from biting my lip until it bled. He took things from the medicine box and treated my wound. “If it hurts, say it.” How can it hurt? You've never let me hurt before. I closed my eyes without responding, tears still flowing from the corners of my eyes. After bandaging, he carefully used a tissue to clean my finger. A moment later, I felt a long, warm finger placed on my lips. I opened my eyes, bewilderedly looking into those eyes filled with waves of emotions. "If you feel uncomfortable, bite me. If you want to cry, cry loudly, but don't hurt yourself like that." My mood calmed down quite a bit and I gently shook my head. He controlled his strength, held my chin, his eyes were serious: "Tham Van Duong, remember carefully, you don't dance for anyone, nor to please anyone, you just need to make yourself happy. "If you don't want to dance anymore, let someone else teach you, focus on being the boss who collects money. If you really don't want to be the center anymore, then fine, those dozens of hot pot chains... let me be the boss." Hearing the last sentence, I opened my eyes wide in bewilderment, my heart pounding. Seeing that I didn't answer, a lonely look flashed in his eyes: "I'll go pour you a glass of water." I suddenly pulled his hand back: "Wait, let... let me think, okay?" Giang Do's face immediately brightened, like a child being given candy. Dimly in the light, I saw the boy from that year again, a bright smile from the corner of his eyes, and said proudly: "Tieu Do is always here." 14. From that day on, every day Giang Do came to cook dinner for me, then ate with me, afraid that I would skip meals because I was in a bad mood. Lately, Do Thanh is busy doing experiments, so he can't come temporarily. Looking at the clock, he was almost here. I curled my lips and smiled in anticipation. It's been many times, but my heart still beats fast because I'm waiting for you. Thinking about the first time he came to cook for me. That day, he made my favorite spicy fish dish, but now I can no longer eat spicy food like I did two years ago. If I'm not careful, I'll get so spicy that I'll cough. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, I bent over and coughed continuously, covering my mouth with my hand. He quickly gave me a glass of juice and patted my back. Because I was so flustered, I didn't pay attention and gave him the wrong glass. After drinking, I realized that our eyes met. My ears were red as if they were about to bleed, and he whispered coughed to cover up the embarrassment. Stop it! Don't think anymore! I opened my phone, intending to watch something to distract my attention and quell my fiery emotions. A news message popped up at the top of the screen, I accidentally touched it and opened it. Just as he was about to escape, his eyes were attracted by a line of text. "Last September 28, Ly Son and his longtime ally Vuong Toan, anonymously denounced with evidence for tax evasion and commercial violations... were arrested..." September 28, was the day after my mother tricked me into going to the bar. 15. I slid my hand slightly, scrolled up and read from the beginning. The police just arrested Ly Son while preparing to flee abroad. In total, he evaded more than two billion in taxes. The company under the name of the company was found to not meet food safety standards... In the middle of the article, a video was also attached. Even though it was blurred, acquaintances only needed to glance at it to recognize it. It turned out that Ly Son had quietly changed the legal name of the violating company to my mother's name, and now both are arrested. The police also investigated that my mother was an intermediary, specializing in brokering special transactions between women and wealthy men. In the video, the two people cursed each other, trying to blame the other party, the scene was extremely chaotic and humiliating. I coldly turned off the phone screen, my mind was in turmoil. At that time, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, it was indeed Giang Do. Immediately, the gloom and frustration in my heart seemed to be dispelled. Giang Do skillfully walked into the kitchen, took the ingredients I had prepared to cook. I stood around the kitchen door, hesitating whether or not I should speak. Thinking about what I was about to say, I still decided to ask. "Their company was investigated and went bankrupt... is it because of you?" Giang Do stopped, turned around and looked at me seriously. “I just did what a citizen should do, denounce bad guys, maintain social order.” He paused for a moment and continued in a faint voice: "That year... it was Ly Son who shook hands with Vuong Toan, slandered my father's company, causing the company to go bankrupt. My father was so shocked that he fell ill and died." I walked into the kitchen and gently hugged his slim waist in the apron. Feeling his body stiffen slightly. My face was pressed against his back, I could vaguely hear his heart beating rapidly in his chest, very reassuring.

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