Chapter 3 — Five Years After the Truth

“If you still don't admit it, then I'll let everyone hear something.”
Hoc Ky suddenly raised his hand to stop me.
“Le Toc.”
I looked at him. His eyes turned red.
“There are some things that once made public, her life will truly be over.”
I stared at him.
“So when I finished my life five years ago, where were you?”
His hands were stiff. I pushed his hand away. Click to open the audio clip. Sam Yeu's voice sounded a bit younger on the phone.
“Hoo Ky, help me call Toc Toc down.”
“She just finished filling out her application and is in a very bad mood.”
“Don't you like her?”
“You go talk to her, she will definitely be happy.”
Immediately after that came Hoac Ky's voice.
“What is she doing?”
Sam Yeu smiled softly. Very light.
"Nothing."
“It's just that she said she must go to Beijing University.”
“I kind of admire it.”
The audio stops here. No one in the hospital room spoke. Sam Yeo's face was scary white. I looked at her.
“This is just the first paragraph.”
“The back is still there.”
“Guess who you called after deleting my wish five years ago?”
Sam Yeu suddenly raised his head. Finally, fear appeared in her eyes.
5
Sam Yeu rushed over and stole my phone.
“Don't open!”
“Le Toc, don't open it!”
Hooc Ky stopped her. She went crazy and continuously hit his arm.
“Let me go!”
“Hoo Ky, didn't you say you would protect me?”
Hoc Ky's face turned pale.
“Sam Yeu, that's enough.”
Tan Man was also panicked.
“Recording what?”
“Where did you get that recording?”
I didn't pay attention to her. Click to open the second paragraph. First, a series of interference sounds rang out on the phone. Then Sam Yeu's voice was deliberately lowered.
“Uncle, I did as you said.”
“After deleting it, you can click send, right?”
A man asked: "Are you sure it didn't change the password?" Sam Yeu said: "No change."
“She believes in you.”
The man laughed.
“That's good.”
“His score is so high, it gives him such a big advantage.”
"If you sign up for a special admission, if you sign up for one less high-scoring competitor, your chances will be much greater."
Sam Yeu asked softly: "But what if she finds out?" The man lost patience: "It's useless to find out."
“The system only displays its home network address.”
“I just kept crying, saying I didn't know.”
“If your family is in trouble, the teacher will stand by your side.”
The recording ends. The hospital room exploded.
“Oh my god…”
“Is it really her?”
“Who is her uncle?”
“Wasn't the person in charge of reviewing admission applications that year her uncle?”
Sam Yeu sat limply on the ground. The blood on Tan Man's face receded little by little.
“Yeu Yeu…”
“Is this real?”
Sam Yeu shook his head.
"Not."
“It's fake.”
“It's a compound sound!”
She pointed at me.
“Now Le Toc is a lawyer, she knows how to do these things!”
“She just wants to harm me!”
I nodded.
"Okay."
“Then report to the police for inspection.”
Tan Man shouted: "Can't call the police!" After shouting, she herself was stunned. Everyone looked at her. Her lips trembled.
“I mean… bad things at home shouldn't spread out.”
I laugh.
"Miss Qin, five years ago you led your relatives to block my house and scold me for spreading rumors. Why didn't you think that bad things in the house should not be spread outside?"
“When you pulled up the banner in front of my father's unit, said I was jealous of poor students and forced my father to temporarily suspend work to reflect, so why didn't I think that bad things at home should not be spread outside?
“When you angered my mother to the point of having to go to the hospital and even scolded her for not knowing how to raise her children, why didn't you think about the bad things at home that shouldn't be spread outside?”
Tan Man's lips turned white. I continued: "The day my father had a heart attack and required emergency treatment, your whole family stood in front of the hospital door laughing."
“You said it was worth it.”
“Is this also a misunderstanding?”
The hospital room was eerily silent. Sam Yeu suddenly cried and crawled to my feet.
“Toc Toc, I was wrong.”
“I was really wrong.”
“I was so scared then.”
“I'm afraid I won't be able to get out for the rest of my life.”
“I'm afraid you'll go to Beijing University, and I can only stay in the mud.”
“I didn't mean to destroy you.”
I lowered my head to look at her.
“You didn't mean it?”
“You erased my wishes.”
“You took my recommendation documents.”
“She took the place reserved for poor households to enter Kinh Thanh University.”
“You even told your mother to come to my house and cause trouble.”
“Sam Yeu, every step you take is very steady.”
She cried and shook her head.
“My uncle forced me.”
“He said as long as you no longer have aspirations, I will have a chance.”
“He said your family has money, you can study for the exam again, and you can also go abroad.”
“Not at my house.”
I have heard this sentence too many times. Her family has money. Give in a little. It's okay for her to suffer a little loss. She still has a way out. So my effort doesn't count as effort. My suffering does not count as suffering. My life can be arbitrarily used as a stepping stone by others. I squatted down and quietly asked her: "Sam Yeu, do you know why I didn't study for the exam that year?" She was stunned.