Chapter 2 — From Best Friends to Strangers

Over the past years, every time Tran Du Chau fell in love, I proactively cut off contact. I want to see what kind of person the person in your heart is. And me and you. I used a cotton swab to wipe away the tears that fell from the corner of my eyes without knowing when, to avoid smudging the foundation. Tran Du Chau probably thought that the day we were together, my statement "I won't be friends anymore" was just a joke. But I, Phuong Tinh, have never been without friends. I also don't want to continue being with someone who doesn't love me anymore. 2.

“Wife, why are you here now?”

As soon as I sat down, Tran Du Chau was whining and acting coy with me.

"You haven't taken your medicine yet tonight, your cough seems to be getting worse."

He blinked, rubbing his face into my shoulder. Completely different from the cold and indifferent appearance on the rooftop just now. Friends next door started making noise:

"What are you doing? If you want to give out dog food, get out!"

"These two people stick together every day! If it weren't for the two of them being born as a pair and not being able to fight back, they would have been kicked out of the group long ago!"

"What is this called! People who fall in love will become relatives, their childhood and childhood are destined to be born in heaven! Mr. Chau has been a romantic for more than twenty years, isn't he still obediently bowing his head to Ms. Phuong? Makes me believe in love too!"

The sticky feeling when the sugar layer of the pill dissolves remains in the palm of your hand. I tried to suppress my nausea and smiled faintly. The body leaned slightly forward, taking the glass of sparkling wine from the corner of the table, also avoiding Tran Du Chau.

“Where is Chu Dat?”

Tran Du Chau was about to lean closer, but when he heard me ask Chu Dat, he stopped.

"He went to pick up his sister! Hey, he's here."

Chu Dat and a skinny girl in a white dress sat down, half a meter apart.

“This guy has a really good fate, this girl is so pretty, can the single guys here introduce someone?”

Someone was joking. Chu Dat looked at Tran Du Chau a little awkwardly, then replied:

“This is my sister, Wen Siqing.”

“Less social friction, little girls are shy, people don't tease them.”

In noisy laughter. I looked towards Wen Tu Tinh, and she looked at Tran Du Chau with wet eyes. The person just now was constantly approaching me, but this time he didn't show any traces but widened the distance and leaned on the sofa next to him. The dull pain rose again, even though I tried to control it, I still couldn't stop the sadness and anger rising in my heart. Wen Tu Qing did not know how to restrain himself. Or perhaps, she is the one who is loved, so she has the right to be arrogant. Her eyes almost blatantly stopped on Tran Du Chau. My close friend Ha Nguyet saw that I was unhappy. She smiled and said:

“Little sister, you can't look at him, he's about to get married.”

On Tu Tinh's face immediately turned red, he withdrew his eyes and smiled wryly:

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend."

The smile on Tran Du Chau's face was still there, but his voice was a bit cold in defense:

“Ha Nguyet, you like to play, but not all girls are like you.”

Ha Nguyet got angry and stood up to slap him. I held her back and smiled at Tran Du Chau:

“You talk as if you keep to yourself, Nguyet Nguyet has never fished with both hands before.”

Tran Du Chau froze, instinctively avoiding my eyes. Then he tried to stay calm, smiled and said:

“I don't either, wife, why are you so angry with me?”

See the look on my face clearly fun. Tran Du Chau picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

"It's what I said wrong, I'm sorry Ms. Nguyet, let's forget this matter."

In the laughter of everyone, I saw Wen Tu Tinh sadly looking at Tran Du Chau. As if I were a goddamn evil person. Tormenting their poor lovers.

“Okay okay, let's play the game, spin the bottle to see how the photos in the album look like?”

Chu Dat stood up to make peace.

"If anyone has something inconvenient, please hide it quickly, don't bring it up and scare everyone."

“I'll choose the day first.”

“May 17, 2023!”

Everyone took out their phones. Whoever was filmed had to open that day's album and show everyone what they did that day. The mouth of the bottle rotated around, stopping right in front of me. My phone screen is projected onto the big screen. Ocean waves, sandy beaches, candlelit dinners. There is also a photo of Meituan's locker code.

“This is your birthday that year, you two went on a beach trip, right!”

Ha Nguyet teased me, lowering her voice:

"I also asked you, after practicing for twenty-eight years, do you feel that men are very attracted to you?"

I smiled at her, the things that were once beautiful were now placed before my eyes, leaving only a bitter taste. Someone with sharp eyes pointed at the screen and asked Tran Du Chau:

“You two ordered food at two in the morning?”

"What do you call it, Chau? It's not that!"

Everyone laughed loudly, but Tran Du Chau, who used to play often, couldn't laugh. He looked at Wen Tu Qing with a pale face.

“No, it's just cold medicine, don't talk nonsense.”

A spark of malice suddenly arose in my heart.

“When I bought medicine that day, wasn't it because I hurt you?”

I smiled gently, tearing my own wound to make them uncomfortable.

"You're too strong, I don't know what to provoke? That dress of yours is very expensive, only worn once."

“Tran Du Chau, you look like you've never slept with anyone, your technique is really poor.”

“Is it because the girls you used to like won't let you touch them? ？”