Chapter 3 — Eight Years of Secret Love

My father muttered but still sat next to Quy Da. Only Quy Da, not far away, suddenly raised his head and looked at me. The loneliness in his eyes flashed and then disappeared. At the dinner table, Quy Da's mother suddenly spoke up. "Lan Lan, when you go to college, you can fall in love!" "You fell in love with someone while you were in college, and by the time you graduate, both love and career will be complete. How good is that!" "Don't be like Quy Da, who is already in her third year, about to be in her fourth year, and is still alone." My mother smiled, helping to reconcile the atmosphere. "That proves that your family, Quy Da, is excellent and wholeheartedly devoted to studying. This person will definitely find a good job." "It's okay to fall in love later, it doesn't have to be while you're still at school." Quy Da's mother clearly didn't think so. She picked up some food, shook her head and continued: "Love in school and in society is still not the same. Love in school is often more pure." "Moreover, after being busy with work, how can there be more time to cultivate love?" "Especially children who are seen growing up together from a young age like Lan Lan and Quy Da, are even more rare." Her eyes flicked back and forth between me and Quy Da. I immediately understood what she meant. Quy Da sat next to him, not saying a word, unable to see any attitude. But I still remember the words from his own mouth that he hated me that day. I think it's time to end it all. From the corner of my eye I glanced at Quy Da's expressionless face. I cleared my throat and smiled and said: "You're right, I also think that dating in school would be better." "Besides, I have a boyfriend now." As soon as he finished speaking, Quy Da suddenly raised his head to look at me. His face instantly turned pale. 5He looked at me without blinking, as if wanting to distinguish whether what I said was true or false. The first person to be stunned was not my mother, but Quy Da's mother, who had just talked endlessly about love. Her movements of picking up the food stopped. "Lan Lan, you... do you really have a boyfriend?" No wonder she was surprised. Since I started having memories, I've been running after Quy Da almost every day. Later, when I was a little older, every time our two families had dinner, just sitting next to Quy Da would make me blush. Sometimes even just saying a few words to him makes me blush. Anyone with discernment can see that I like Quy Da. It's just that at that time we were still young, people didn't think that way. They just think it's childish embarrassment. Later, I also learned how to hide my emotions. I silently kept that unrequited love hidden in my heart. Until that day. I heard him say with his own mouth that he hated me. Before everyone's surprised eyes, I took out my phone from my pocket and opened a photo. I put the phone in front of Quy Da's mother. "Auntie, this is a photo of us together." A "bang" sound rang out. Behind it, something seemed to fall to the ground. Quy Da's mother and I both looked towards the source of the sound. The cup in Quy Da's hand fell to the ground, breaking into many pieces. "What's wrong with you? Can't even hold a cup firmly?" Quy Da's mother instinctively frowned and scolded. My mother heard the movement and ran over. "Oh, it's okay. This cup has been used for a long time, there's nothing wrong." My mother brought things to clean up, but Quy Da still stubbornly squatted there. "Auntie, I'm sorry. Just let me clean up myself." He cleaned up very carefully, using clear tape to wrap around each broken piece. Waiting until the ground was cleared took nearly half an hour. On the sofa, Quy Da's mother held the photo and looked back and forth. "Lan Lan, how long have you known this person? Is he a classmate at the same university as you?" I lowered my eyes and shook my head slightly. "He's not your friend."

study at the same university as me. We've only known each other for more than a month." "How can it be just a month?" Quy Da's mother's surprised voice rang out, Quy Da also turned to look at me. As soon as he sat down, Quy Da's mother quickly brought the photo on the phone to his eyes. "Do you know this person?" After clearly seeing the person in the photo, Quy Da was clearly stunned. He looked at me but still nodded. "If you know me, the person... is not bad." "What else is there for me? I really don't understand what you were so stubborn about fighting for before, are you satisfied now?" Quy Da's mother angrily patted his shoulder, then turned around and returned the phone to me. "Lan Lan, I don't have any other intentions. I just feel like the time we've known is too short, I'm afraid you'll get hurt." Quy Da's mother held my hand and gently patted it a few times. "You're already grown up, you understand a lot of principles, there's no need for me to say much." "But I still have to tell you one thing, you must protect your own safety, understand?" I grabbed her hand again, smiling gratefully. "I know, thank you for your concern." After Quy Da's mother left, Quy Da found an opportunity to translate. came a little closer to me. The atmosphere was strangely quiet. He sat next to me, pondered for a long time, then spoke up. "Why did you lie? The person in the photo is clearly just a star.”