Chapter 8 — First Love In Ngo Dong Village

8I was stunned and looked behind him. A person who had already left, now suddenly appeared here... Under the moonlight, Bo Jinyan's face was as cold as ice, and his eyes showed cruelty that I had never seen before. "Who are you!" – Trieu Dai Cuong struggled to turn around, but when he saw Bo Can Ngon's face clearly, he was stunned – "Is it you?" Bo Can Ngon punched him in the face, the two struggled. I've never seen him like that - like an angry animal, every strike is very dangerous. Trieu Dai Cuong was drunk and couldn't even stand. He was absolutely no match. In just a few seconds, he was overwhelmed and could only bear the blows. "That's enough!" I rushed to pull him: "Bac Can Ngon, if you hit him again, he will die!" He seemed to be having a temper tantrum, showing no signs of stopping. I'm really afraid you'll beat him to death. "Trieu Duong!" I shouted. Bo Can Ngon paused, then gradually stopped, his chest heaving violently. Trieu Dai Cuong took the opportunity to get up and staggered to run. I grabbed a stick from the yard and threw it straight, hitting him right in the leg. He cried out in pain and fell to the ground. Bo Jinyan stepped forward and used a tie to tie his hands tightly. I called the village chief, they took it very seriously and soon arrived. After making noise until midnight, Trieu Dai Cuong was taken to the police station and everything calmed down. I was exhausted, turned around to look at Bo Can Ngon standing behind me, and paused for a moment. "Why did you come back here?" – I asked out of breath. Bo Can Ngon turned around, under the moonlight there was a scratch on his cheek. "You forgot something." "What was so important that you had to drive back in the middle of the night?" I asked in confusion. He didn't answer, just reached out and gently touched my chin: "You're injured." Only then did I feel a burning pain on my chin. Maybe I had just bumped into the door frame and scratched it. Bo Can Ngon's eyes immediately softened and he pulled me into the house to find the medicine box. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I watched him carefully disinfect my wound, his long, slender fingers gentle as if he were treating a treasure. His eyelashes cast shadows under the lamplight, and the bridge of his nose is so high and straight that it's hard to look away. "Does he often harass you like that?" – Bo Can Ngon suddenly asked, his voice lowered. “Only occasionally.” – I shrugged – “In the countryside, it's hard to avoid unreasonable people.” His movements stopped: “Why didn't you tell me?” “What's the use of telling me?” – I laughed – “You are nothing to me.” As soon as I finished speaking, I felt regretful. Bo Can Ngon's eyes darkened, the force of his hand unconsciously became stronger, causing me to make a "swoosh" sound in pain. "Sorry." - He immediately let go, his voice full of guilt - "I'm just... very angry." "Angry at what?" "Angry at myself for not discovering your situation sooner, angry at that bastard for daring to treat you like that, even more angry..." - He took a deep breath - "More angry that you obviously needed help but didn't open your mouth to me." I turned away: "Actually, I can take care of myself." "I know you can do it." - Bo Jinyan said - "But An Sinh, I will still take care of you." "I know I don't have the right to say these words now, but please give me a chance." "An Sinh, can you... be gentle with me a little?" His eyes were so hot, it made my heart go crazy. I stood up in panic, but accidentally caught his foot, causing my whole body to fall forward. Bo Can Ngon caught me, the distance between us was suddenly so close that we could hear our breathing clearly. That moment seemed to stop. I could smell the faint scent of pine on his body, feel the warmth from his chest, and even hear his pounding heartbeat. "An Sinh," - His voice was hoarse - "I didn't come back because I forgot something." "So why?" "Because after walking a bit, I realized... if I really keep going like that, I will regret it." This sentence was like an ember pressed straight into my heart. I realized that once a person is secretive, he breaks it

With a layer of defense in their hearts, their straightforwardness makes people even more unable to resist. Bo Jinyan is exactly like that. He almost didn't leave me any room to retreat, just like that, showing his whole heart in front of me. The effect… is obvious. At least, now I feel that his feelings are probably not as shallow as I thought. I frantically escaped his arms, my cheeks burning. "It's late, you should go." I have too little experience in this matter. I didn't know how to handle it, so I chose to temporarily avoid it. Bo Jinyan was silent for a moment, then I heard him pick up his coat: "Okay." The sound of the door closing echoed clearly in the quiet night. I sat down in the chair and slowly exhaled. Outside, the sound of the car engine gradually faded away. In that quiet night, it seemed like something was silently changing. The next morning, I found him. "Are you going back to Kim Minh Thi today?"