Chapter 6 — Freedom After Hands

As for me, I am a "cold-blooded animal that turns its face indifferently". High-handed. I extinguished the cigarette lighter and went back into the house. Open WeChat, send a message to Tran Duy: "The supplementary card money has been deposited into the account. The case is withdrawn." Tran Duy replied: "Okay. But guys, I advise you to keep those large payment records carefully. In case she backbites." "Backed up." "That's okay." I closed the chat frame and prepared to sleep. The phone lights up again. It's my mother. "Son, someone sent me around your ex-girlfriend's friends, telling me to force her to pay." I lay down, looking at the ceiling: "She swiped the credit card herself, why didn't she pay?" "I know. I'm just asking you, are you happy now?" I thought for a bit. "Happy." "That's okay." my mother said. "Aunt Hai also asked if she wanted to introduce the person to me. Mom said wait, let me calm down first." "No need for introductions. I'm very good now." "That's even better." She stopped. "Son, the tuition is more than seven hundred thousand, worth it. Now you know who can go back and forth, who can't?" I looked at the dark screen and burst out laughing. Turn over, sleep. This sleep is very deep. Not dreaming. 【Chapter 8】 Fifteenth day after breaking up. Life is gradually getting back on track. Every day I wake up at seven thirty, fry two eggs, make a cup of coffee, watch the news for a while and then go to work. Eat at the canteen at noon, go home and cook for yourself in the evening. On weekends, go to the gym to exercise for an hour, then go to the supermarket to buy food for the week. The days passed very regularly. Very quiet. Like a pond without ripples. But when To Oanh said I was a "dead pond", her tone was disparaging. Now I feel that this pond is quite good. At least it doesn't need to feed the parasites anymore.——That afternoon, something unexpected happened. I received a text message from an unknown number. "Lin Vien, hello, I'm Ton Hao. Can we set up a time to meet? There's something I want to tell you." Ton Hao. To Oanh's current person. Or to be more precise, since last October, it's been the current person. I looked at this message for ten seconds. One word answer: “Say.” The other person quickly replied: "It's not convenient to talk on the phone. Tomorrow night at seven o'clock, old town cafe, is that okay?" I think a bit. Answer: “Okay.”——The next night at seven o'clock, I arrived at that cafe on time. Ton Hao was there. He sat in the corner, wearing a white shirt, his hair was meticulously cared for, looking like the stereotypical face of a "successful man". Seeing me, he stood up and held out his hand: "Lin Vien, hello." I don't shake hands. Sit down directly. "Tell me, what's going on." He shyly withdrew his hand and also sat down. The waiter came, I ordered a cup of Americano. He ordered a cappuccino. After waiting for the waiter to leave, he opened his mouth. "I know about you and To Oanh." he said. “I want to apologize to you.” I said nothing, looked at him. “Last October, I didn't know she hadn't broken up with you yet.” he said. “She told me you two broke up, I just… just got together with her.” “So?” “So I wanted to say sorry to you.” His expression was very sincere. “Even though it's already happened, I feel like a man should have a handover.” I picked up the coffee and took a sip. “You specifically asked me out, just to talk about this?” “No.” He stopped. "I still want to tell you... To Oanh's personality may not be what you think." I looked up at him. "She's at my place now." he said. "Half this month, I discovered... there is a problem with her consumption habits." I burst out laughing. "What problem?" "Every day she orders at least two meals out, one meal at least six times a day."

seventies. Always take a car to get around, never take the subway. Buying things without ever looking at the price." He rubbed his temples. “My monthly salary is twelve thousand, and she spent more than ten thousand from me half a month.” I put down the cup. “So what?” “Then I want to ask…” He looked at me, his eyes a bit complicated. “How did you support yourself before?” I leaned back in the chair, looking at this man. About thirty years old. Appearance is not bad. Stable job. Looks like the type of person To Oanh would like. But what he doesn't know is... It's not him that To Oanh likes. It's about "he looks like he can support her". Now she finds out he can't raise her. So his value is over. “I can't stand it.” I said. “Every month I make up two thousand. Make up for three years." Ton Hao's face changed. "Two thousand... three years..." He calculated a bit, took a deep breath. "Are you crazy?" "Yes, crazy." I stood up. “So you're awake now.” “Thank you for your coffee. But I'll pay for this drink." I scanned the payment code and turned around to leave. Ton Hao called out to me from behind: "Wait." I stopped. "Do you and her... still have feelings?" I turned to look at him. "Why are you asking this?" "Because..." He gritted his teeth. “Because I want to break up. But she said if I dared to suggest breaking up, she would come to my company and cause trouble."