Chapter 4 — Dear Wife, Do You Remember Me?

About twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, long hair, delicate makeup. She wore a beige dress, her pearl earrings swaying under the lights.

“You are To Niem, right?”

“Yes, and who are you?”

She smiled.

"I'm Phuong Tinh. Chu Dien's fiancee."

The glass of water stopped next to my mouth.

“…What?”

“Wife-to-be.”

She repeated again, her voice light.

“Family arrangement.”

She tilted her head, assessing me.

“He's been hanging around you lately, right?”

I said nothing. She sighed, looking very helpless.

"He's been like that since he was little, enthusiastic with everyone."

“Don't take it to heart.”

“I don't take it to heart.”

“That's good.”

She patted my shoulder.

“This person has no restraint in his mouth, but in his heart he knows moderation.”

After that, she turned away. The hem of the skirt pulled a fragrant breeze across. I held a glass of water and stood rooted to the spot. One sentence kept echoing in my head. Bride. Arranged by family. So what does the statement that you waited for me for nineteen years—— Count? 05 At the end of the party, I didn't wait for Chu Dien. Take a taxi home by yourself. There were three messages from him on the phone.

“Where did you go?”

“Why didn't you wait for me?”

“To Niem?”

I did not answer. Switch your phone to silent mode, take a shower, then lie in bed staring at the ceiling. Phuong Tinh. Bride. Arranged by family. I turned over. What right do you have to be angry? I have no relationship with you. I said it myself, words spoken at the age of six don't count. So what am I angry about? That's because when he said "pursuing you from the beginning", he didn't mention anything about this. That's because when he said "waiting nineteen years", his expression looked so sincere. Angry because I almost—— I almost believed it. The next day is Saturday. I slept straight until noon before waking up. Turned on the phone, seventeen unread messages. It's all Chu Dien's. From “Are you home yet?” to “Are you angry?” to “To Niem, please reply to the message.” The last message was sent at two in the morning.

“I don't know who told you what, but please listen to my explanation.”

I don't reply. In the afternoon, my mother called.

“Daughter, why didn't you call me today?”

“I'm busy.”

“Is work still going well?”

“Yes.”

“That… Chu Dien incident——”

“Mom, it's nothing. Just a normal colleague.”

Mom was silent for a few seconds.

"It's okay, you know yourself and your destiny."

After hanging up the phone, I went out to the market. Going to the apartment gate, I saw a black car parked on the side of the road. The car window rolled down. Chu Dien. His facial expression was not good, his eyes were dark and puffy.

“Get in the car, I have something to say.”

“There's nothing to say.”

“To Niem——”

"Mr. Chu, congratulations on your soon-to-be wife. But it has nothing to do with me."

He was stunned. Then he opened the door and got out of the car, walked around and stood in front of me.

“Who told you?”

“It doesn't matter.”

“Phuong Tinh?”

I remained silent. He took a deep breath.

“She is not my fiancee.”

“She said so herself.”

“Whatever she says doesn't count.”

“That was my mother's unilateral wish, I never agreed.”

"You didn't agree with your mother's idea, so why did she appear at your company's party?"

He moved his lips, no Can help with that sentence. I pushed past him and went straight.

“To Niem!”

“Stop following me.”

I walked straight without looking back.

"I told you, six years old words don't count. Your story has nothing to do with me."

"You're talking nonsense now."

“It's not nonsense.” I stopped walking, turned back to look at him, "It's true."

"We've known each other for less than a month. You have your life, I have mine."

“Don't think there's something between us because of a sentence when we were young.”

“It's nothing.”