Chapter 6 — Forget Them All, We'll Live Better Again

It crawled in front of me, clutching the corner of the blanket.

"Mother, I know it's wrong. You can hit me, scold me any way you like, just please don't leave me."

I looked at it, my heart felt strangely empty. If it were before, seeing him cry like that, maybe I would have softened. But now. I just feel very tired.

“Minh Chu, I am not your biological mother.”

He desperately shook his head.

“You are right.”

I smiled slightly.

“Then listen to mother's final words.”

It immediately knelt upright.

“Don't come again in the future.”

His whole body was stiff.

“Mother…”

“I don't want to see you.”

As soon as that sentence came out of my mouth. It was like someone had just slapped me aggressively. All the blood on his face was drained away. But in the end. He still didn't dare open his mouth to beg anymore. Before leaving. He knelt in front of the door and bowed his head three times. The latter is heavier than the former. I turned my face to the side. Don't look. A Dan stood next to him and asked softly:

“Miss, are you really willing?”

I closed my eyes.

“I can't bear it.”

“But I can't turn back anymore.”

I started telling Luc Hoai Nghien to stay by my side. I said I wanted to hear him tell stories about the past in the old building. I said I wanted him to peel chestnuts for me. He also said: I said the pain was so bad at night that I couldn't sleep and wanted him to stay by my side to look after me. He still said: During the day he handles public affairs. At night, he watches next to my bed. In just a few short days. His whole body had become noticeably thinner. Tong Dao was impatient and had come several times. They were all blocked outside by A Dan. I heard her standing outside the hospital crying.

"Brother Hoai Nghien, you can't continue to endure like this. Sister Tri Vi's illness is not your fault."

Luc Hoai Nghien did not go out. He sat on the edge of the bed and said softly:

“It's my fault.”

He saw that smile, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes.

“Tri Vi, do you really hate me?”

“How do you feel, Your Majesty?”

He took my hand. The day before. His hand is very warm. Scary cold again.

"At that time, I was just so angry. The assassin's blood letter, the bowl of lotus seed soup, A Dao being frightened... everything was pointing towards her. I thought..."

“Think about what?”

“I thought she had changed.”

I looked up at the top of the curtain.

“Luc Hoai Nghien, have you ever thought about it?”

“Maybe I have never changed.”

He didn't say anything. We continue to say:

“The one who changed… is you.”

His hand holding my hand suddenly tightened. It hurt so much that I frowned slightly. He immediately loosened his grip and frantically apologized. The apology came too late. Always very light. So light that it falls on people. There is no more weight left. That night. I told him to light an incense lamp. That lamp was made by A Dan himself. The lamp body is made of green glazed ceramic. Lampshade engraved with lotus pattern. When lit. In the air there was a faint scent of herbs. Luc Hoai Nghien asked:

“What kind of scent is this?”

“Huong calms the mind.”

He had no doubts. These days. He is really too tired. Just sit for a while. Leaned against the mollusk and fell asleep. I looked at his sleeping face. In an instant. I remember that winter in the old building again. At that time, he had a high fever that wouldn't go away. Also sleep like this. I'm afraid he'll die. So I stayed up all night to look after him. Until morning. He woke up, saw me slumped on the edge of the bed, and gently put on a shirt for me. I always think. We will one day overcome it all. There are people who can only suffer with you. I can't enjoy happiness with you anymore. A Dan pushed the door and walked in. She lowered her voice.

“Miss, everything has been arranged.”

I nodded.

“Where is Tong Dao?”

“It's here, it's outside.”

I smiled slightly.

“Let her in.”

When Tong Dao walked in the door. The first thing she saw was Luc Hoai Nghien sleeping soundly. Her expression immediately changed.

“What did you do to him?”

I leaned against the head of the bed, breathing very softly.

"What are you afraid of? A dying person like me, what else can you do?"

She quickly walked to Luc Hoai Nghien's side and reached out to shake him. He's not awake. Only then did Tong Dao really panic.

"Tham Tri Vi, are you crazy? He is the Regent!"

I laughed out loud.

"Sister, please speak quietly. I'll just let him sleep for a while."

She didn't believe it and turned around to call someone.