Chapter 4 — Easy Goodbye, New Meeting Again?

Tran Van Tu's face changed violently, his voice tense: "You... you threaten me with the breakup?" I looked straight into his eyes.

“It's not a threat, I really want to break up.”

Luong Kieu then spoke up to advise: "Nim Niem, don't get excited, don't ruin your feelings because of a little misunderstanding."

“Misunderstanding?”

I finally turned to look at her.

“You sat in my fiance's passenger seat, talking and laughing happily with him the whole way, is that a misunderstanding?”

“You and him bet on whether I'm angry or not. Is that also a misunderstanding?”

Luong Kieu paused, her lips moved but she couldn't say a word. Tran's mother's face changed: "Van Tu, what are you betting on?" A flash of panic flashed across Tran Van Tu's face. But immediately, he frowned and lowered his voice.

"Khuong Niem, do you have to talk about this right at the dinner table?"

I burst out laughing.

“So when do you think I should say it?”

“Waiting for the engagement party to be over? Waiting for all the wedding invitations to be sent out?”

"Or wait until I marry you, then continue to watch you and Luong Kieu discuss when I cry, when I mess up, when I will be comforted by you to finish the matter?"

Tran Van Tu's face was extremely ugly, "Those were just jokes..."

“Joking?”

My father pushed the file onto the table.

“You said my daughter is annoying when she cries, is that a joke?”

My mother continued: "You said you didn't force her to love you since she was 17 years old, are you joking?" Tran Van Tu stood still. Maybe he didn't expect me to tell these things to my parents. I didn't expect my parents to sit here, questioning every sentence and every word for me. The panic on his face finally could no longer be hidden.

“Auntie, I admit those words didn't sound good to my ears, but I really didn't mean it that way.”

“Nien Niem is really sensitive at times. Because of the pressure, I only complained to Kieu Kieu a few times.”

I burst out laughing, "I'm sensitive?"

"In the end, is it because I'm too sensitive, or is it because you two have exceeded the limit, you guys know best in your hearts!"

Tran Van Tu's face immediately darkened, "You and Luong Kieu are completely innocent."

“She is mentally stable and handles everything maturely. Is it okay if you talk to her a few words?”

"If I can be like her, if I don't make a move I cry, if I make a move I make a mess, then do you need to find someone else to complain about?"

The air in the room suddenly froze. I looked at him. Ears ringing. 9 years. I was with him from the time I put on my school uniform to the time I put on my suit. When his father was sick and hospitalized, I took leave from work and ran around, gave food to his mother, and stayed up all night to take care of him. The first time he received a big project, he drank so much that he had a stomach hemorrhage, and I was at the hospital by his side all night. It turns out that all the sacrifices are not as good as someone who can laugh and joke with him to bring me down. I closed my eyes.

“You and I have nothing more to say.”

“Cancel the engagement, we break up.”

"Since I feel that Luong Kieu is emotionally stable and more mature than me, then go find her later."

“From now on, whether I cry, mess up, get angry or not, it has nothing to do with you anymore.”

Tran Van Tu stood up.

“Khuong Niem!”

My father also stood up and stood in front of me.

“Don't call my daughter's name.”

The corner of Tran's eyes Van Tu blushed, but his tone remained firm.

“If we break up, we break up, don't regret it.”

6 I looked at him and suddenly smiled.

“Tran Van Tu.”

“In the past 9 years, I have regretted it many times.”

“Regret not learning how to drive sooner, regret not telling you sooner that you like light yellow, regret not admitting sooner that I no longer love you.”

“But as for leaving you, I will never regret it.”

As I walked out of the room, I heard the sound of a chair being pushed behind me.