Chapter 3 — First Love In Ngo Dong Village

3When we evacuated the students, the car almost overturned, and one child was thrown out the window. To save her, I was hit by a falling rock from the mountain, almost losing half my life... Even my father didn't know about this. He always said that I was going out in the wind and fog, so I became ugly. In fact, that year I almost ruined my life... But I don't regret it, because I saved that child. Last year she passed the entrance exam to a key national university, received a full scholarship, and called me often. My mind returned to the present, I turned around and went upstairs: "I don't have much stuff, give me some time to pack up, I can move it out tonight." "No need, it's more convenient for me to clean it up." – Bo Can Ngon told his assistant to pack his things – "My things are very few, I'll leave this villa to you, whatever you want to live in."... That's fine. Bo Can Ngon sat silently on the sofa, not knowing why he kept secretly observing me today. I felt uncomfortable, so I went upstairs: "I'll see if there's anything I need help with." When I got up, assistant Tran was packing up books in the study room for him. He put the books in his suitcase, then climbed up on the chair to reach the top row of the shelf. When I got down, the movements were a bit strong and my back was dislocated. The books in my hand fell haphazardly to the ground. Before he could pay attention to his back, he bent down to pick it up. I quickly walked over: "Let me pick it up, you can bring the suitcase back." "Thank you, Ms. An." – Assistant Tran was grateful. I neatly packed the books into my suitcase and was about to stand up when I saw a corner of a photo peeking out from under the carpet... Maybe it just fell in. Without thinking much, I pulled out the photo. As soon as I turned it over, I was stunned. Isn't this… me? In the photo, the girl is wearing a bachelor's gown, smiling brightly, with long, soft hair and smooth white skin. It's a photo taken when I graduated from college. Many years have passed, I have changed a lot. Her hair is cut short, her skin is darker, and her mood is different. Why is my photo here? I stood up, full of doubts. Maybe I forgot it somewhere? Luckily I didn't accidentally put it in Bo Jinyan's suitcase, otherwise people would have thought I was up to something. I took the photo and was about to leave. When I turned around, I saw Bo Can Ngon standing right at the study door. He looked at me, his face gloomy, his eyes stopped on my hand, his voice was low: "That's my thing." I looked at him, then looked at the photo again. “?” Before he could react, he strode in. He snatched the photo from my hand, lowered his head to examine it little by little, his eyes inexplicably gentle. But when I looked up, the gentleness disappeared, leaving only a cold and disgusted look: "Who let you touch her things?" Married to Bo Can Ngon for two years, we always kept the principle "well water does not violate river water". When interacting, be moderate and polite. This is the first time he got angry with me. Because… a photo of me. I looked at him a little confused: "Your stuff? This photo?" "What if?" – Seeing my indifferent attitude, Bo Jinyan's eyebrows became even more gloomy. Looking at his reaction, I thought of previous rumors about his love life. I asked somewhat uncertainly: "The person in the photo... is the person you like?" Bo Jinyan paused, an unnatural look flashed across his face: "It has nothing to do with you." Oh, I guessed right. But besides being surprised, it's not difficult for me to understand. Not to compliment myself, but in college I was both pretty and approachable, and there were quite a few suitors. Among them, I don't remember anyone like you. There are probably people who secretly like me but don't dare confess. I guess Bo Jinyan is probably one of them. I glanced at him again. His eyes carried a bit of contempt. "White moonlight" turned into "black moonlight", so it was no longer recognizable. Tsk tsk, what a shallow emotion. I only hesitated for a second, then decided to continue hiding. I still want a smooth divorce and don't want any extraneous matters to arise

will. So I firmly apologized: "I'm sorry, I said something wrong, I shouldn't have touched your things." Assistant Tran heard the movement and immediately ran over: "Sorry, General Manager Bac, I accidentally dropped it just now, Ms. An was just helping pick it up." Bo Can Ngon stopped and turned to look at me. I smiled and was about to go around him to go out, but he grabbed my wrist. Bo Jinyan's palm was hot, the unexpected touch made my heart beat faster. I turned around a bit annoyed: "Mr. Bac, what do you mean?" Bo Can Ngon didn't speak, just used his other hand to hold up the photo and place it next to my cheek. His eyes flicked back and forth between the photo and my face. "You and her... what are you to each other?"