Chapter 2 — Farewell Message Deleted

I pulled the corners of my mouth, forcing myself to turn my eyes towards Giang Tri. The third round ended, Tham Chu went down to the field to drink water. An Du naturally wrapped the scarf around the back of his neck. I lowered my head and screwed the bottle cap, but in the corner of my eye I saw Tham Chu walking towards me. He glanced at the water bottles neatly arranged at my feet, frowned: "An Du has already prepared them for me, you don't need to waste your time." Pausing for a moment, he said again: "If you have time, you should read more books, focus your mind on studying." I held the water bottle tightly, saying nothing. He continued: "Look at An Du, she ranked first in her major, won prizes in competitions, how tightly arranged her time was. You should really learn from her." I suddenly felt funny, for the first time raising my head to look straight at him: "What does it matter to me whether I study or not?" He was clearly stunned, his eyebrows furrowed: "Manh Gia, what is your attitude? As expected, going to university is different from high school, to I also lost the will to progress. My thoughts can't keep up, what to do in the future..." "Later?" I interrupted him, my eyes burning: "We don't have a future." He opened his mouth, then fell silent. He reached out to grab the water bottle at my feet. But before his fingertips even touched the body of the bottle, another hand was one step faster and pulled the water bottle away. Giang Tri unscrewed the lid, tilted his head back to take a long drink, then grinned at me: "Sister, the water you bought is still better." Then, he took a step forward, blocking between me and Tham Chu. Tham Chu's hand hovered in mid-air, and finally shyly retracted it. He looked at me, saw me lowering my eyes and not speaking, his face immediately darkened. An Du looked at me, her tone indifferent: "Sister Manh Gia, so you specifically came to see your junior Giang Tri? No wonder you brought so much water." She paused for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled: "I still found it strange just now, why didn't you even look at Tham Chu once?" I hadn't spoken yet, Tham Chu's face had darkened. I curled the corners of my lips: "An Du, you're staring at me like that, people who don't know will think you and Giang Tri are a couple." "Manh Gia!" Tham Chu suddenly interrupted me. He lowered his voice but was still full of anger: "What nonsense are you talking about? An Du has said so many good words for you, don't you know in your heart? Can your thoughts not be so dirty?" Before I could refute, he said in a rush: "Every time I get into trouble or have a difficult problem, who is the person next to me? It's An Du. When I study until dawn and can't stand it anymore, who is the person sitting next to me? It's An Du. When I have a fever, I have to come. Infirmary room, who was with you all night?" His eyes suddenly turned red, his voice trembling: "I ask why you didn't reply to the message? Think for yourself, when I need you, where are you?" The surroundings immediately fell silent. A few students secretly looked this way. An Du lowered her eyes and pulled his sleeve, as if advising him, but also as if showing weakness. But I just felt that the string that had been taut for four years in my heart had "popped" with a snap and then completely broken. 4 "I wasn't there?" My voice was hoarse: "Tham Chu, in his first year of college, before the final exam, he had a fever. I called him eleven calls, but he didn't answer a single one. The next day he called to silence, I believed it." "In the winter of my second year, I worked part-time and someone stole my salary. I squatted on the side of the road to send a message. texted him, saying 'I'm so sad'. Two days later, he just replied to me with a hug." "Last month was my birthday. I waited until two in the morning, he couldn't say 'happy birthday'. The next day, he said he forgot, told me not to overdo it." I stared at him. Finally, tears couldn't be held back, slid down his chin and fell: "When you needed me, wasn't I there?

Have you ever given me a chance to be by your side? Every time he needed a companion, An Du stood next to him. Where do you tell me to stand?" Tham Chu opened his mouth. His lips moved but couldn't say a word. An Du let go of his sleeve and softly said: "Tham Chu, don't talk anymore... Perhaps Ms. Manh Gia is not in a good mood." I turned around to leave, when suddenly a scream of terror rang out in my ear: "Be careful!" In the corner of my eye, a dark shadow suddenly flew in. I unconsciously tilted my head, but it was too late. "Pop!" I staggered. Taking two steps back, my vision blurred, I saw Tham Chu lean over and rush towards An Du, holding her shoulder and pulling her to the side, using his back to block the direction the ball was coming from. When I fell, my chest hurt so much that I couldn't breathe. An Du cried out in panic: "Tham Chu, the ball hit Manh Gia!" I turned around, my face blank for a moment. Giang Tri rushed over, picked me up and ran towards the medical room. The intense pain in the back of my head continued to rise, but strangely, the rock that had been pressing on my chest for the past three years suddenly fell to the ground. In the medical room, Tham Chu sighed.