Chapter 3 — From Now On I Have You

I smiled and took it, but as soon as I turned away, tears suddenly fell. I remembered that day, when I held a knife and stood in front of the debt collectors: "I told you, I will pay the debt. But if you dare to harass my mother again, I will drag her to death with you! Until then, you won't be able to get a penny!" Leaving my hometown, I returned to Hai Thanh. The latest deal is from a rich boy — he didn't want to get married by arrangement, but his family forced him to the point of cutting off his bank card. Having no money to spend, he immediately hired me to pretend to be his girlfriend, making his mother so angry that she had to throw money away and chase me away. Then the two of us divided three and seven: brother three, me seven. This type of "high-paying light job" is extremely rare, even if it rains knives, I still have to crawl to it. I dressed extremely flashy, held the "boss's" arm, wriggled and walked into the restaurant. Sure enough, his mother didn't like me, but because of her image, she couldn't say anything. The more I deliberately acted like an eyesore, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore. When her son went to the bathroom, she threw me a card: "Three million. Once you get it, get out of it. Don't come back, don't be greedy." I grabbed my card and happily left. I was standing behind the restaurant garden sharing money with the boss when a familiar figure suddenly appeared. He stood less than five meters away from me, not moving, just staring silently. The boss took the money, thanked me and left. I was also about to retreat, but the other person quickly stepped forward, blocking my way. “Where have you been lately?” “Gone.” Giang Tri Da didn't expect me to say that. He was stunned for a moment, clutching the hem of his shirt and mumbling: "Then get back here." "If I don't come back, I've gone far away." The money Mr. Giang gave was really a lot, but it took too much time to "crush" Giang Tri Da - and I didn't have time to wait. I don't have the strength to mess with him anymore. I turned around to leave, he grabbed my wrist. Seeing me frown, he just grabbed it lightly and then immediately let go. He bowed his head, his voice low and choked: "I was wrong." 6. Hearing the words "you are wrong" from Giang Tri Da's mouth, I almost suspected there was a problem with my ears. But I couldn't help but feel a little secret joy in my heart - it seems... the old man can still extort more money. On the outside, I still maintained a calm expression, imitating his cold appearance from the previous day, taking two steps back to increase the distance. “Giang Tri Da, if apologizing is useful, then why do we still need the police?” His face immediately darkened, his mouth didn't have time to think, he blurted out: "Tu Vi, don't be an elephant asking for a fairy!" I glared at him, decisively turned around and walked away. “Then goodbye.” There was a sigh from behind, then very quickly, he chased after me. "What do you want? Money or bag?" "The handbag is impractical, and I don't have as much money as my brother. Giang Tri Da, if you really want to apologize, why don't you seriously think about it in a special way?" Actually, there is no "special way" here, I just made it up - just to buy a few more days to find something for him to do. As long as he doesn't go out racing or fighting, I have an excuse to ask for more money from his grandfather. Returning to the villa in the northern suburbs, I was no longer the "hunting dog" that followed me before him anymore - no longer gave him a shirt, gave him sandals, did not pour any water. I went straight into the room. Giang Tri Da's eyes were glued to me like a ghost, silently watching until I closed the door, then he slowly changed his shoes and returned to the bedroom. I lay down on the bed, transferred ninety thousand to my personal account, in less than a second... the money was withdrawn. Looking at the blank account, a wave of depression arose in my heart, I decisively threw the phone aside, and buried my face in the blanket. That sleep lasted until midnight. I was awakened by Giang Tri Da's knocking on the door. Opening the door, he was dressed neatly, his eyes sparkling with excitement: "Quickly change, I'll take you to a great place!" My mind is still foggy. It wasn't until he sat in the passenger seat and he stepped on the gas pedal that I suddenly woke up: This crazy guy got up in the middle of the night and wanted to take me racing?! The car rushed down the road, the road ahead was clearly a dead end, but Giang Tri Da had no intention of slowing down, just kept going straight down! I couldn't help but scream: "Giang Tri Da! You crazy, you son of a bitch! If you don't apologize, why are you trying to kill me?!" Yet the next second — the car landed safely. His delighted laughter rang in his ears: "Hahaha! Tu Vi, normally your mouth is so hard, why is your liver so small now?" I still hadn't recovered, tightening my grip on the seat belt, glaring at him in frustration. Finally, he stopped the car on a fairly wide mountain road and pulled me to the top of the mountain. At the top is a small resting hut, surrounded by smooth green grass. Giang Tri Da calmly chose a place, rested his head on his arms, and lay down on the ground. "I'm not good at apologizing to anyone. After thinking about it, I just came up with this way - take you to see the stars." I was stunned for a moment, then walked next to him and chose a place to lie down. Up until now, Giang Tri Da has always made me feel like a vigilant hedgehog. As long as anyone gets close, whether he has good intentions or not, he will immediately sprout sharp spikes and counterattack. This is the first time I've seen him so gentle. Suddenly, his grandfather's voice rang out in my head: "It's not the same, that's the expression of a living person." A rich person like you... also had painful experiences with no way out like me? 7. Staring at the sky for a long time, Giang Tri Da suddenly leaned over and asked me: "Is the star beautiful?" I blinked and answered honestly: "It's not beautiful. It's not even as bright as the street lights under the mountain." He snorted coldly and turned his head away. “What a woman who doesn't know how to be romantic.” I pouted and couldn't help but protest: "Giang Tri Da, it's just that you've never seen true beauty. When I was little, my parents often took me back to the countryside to visit my great-grandparents. The nights in the village were always bright, the moon was big and round, and the sky was full of stars, I couldn't count them." The wind on the top of the mountain was cold, Giang Tri Da shivered, sniffed his nose and suddenly muttered: "Tu Vi, you must have been very happy when you were little." Of course I'm happy — having loving parents and close friends. Every year on my birthday I receive many gifts. Mom put the crown on me, and dad pushed the cake out from behind the door. “Wish our princess Vi Vi grows another year older!” I closed my eyes and made a wish, then blew out the candle, proudly raising my head as one The little swan brought each piece of cake to her mother to share with her friends. But on my birthday that year... My family fell apart. Before I finished college, my father left behind tens of millions in debt, and my mother became sick. Each thing, each story - like a mountain pressing down on me, squeezing me to the point of suffocation. The two words "happiness" have since become both distant and strange. Not hearing my answer, after a while, Giang Tri Da asked again: "I'm the same age as you, why do I owe so much?" "My father was deeply in debt. When he ran away with his third child, they both died. My mother was so shocked that she fell ill. The debt, of course, fell on me." Maybe my voice was too gentle, so Giang Tri Da suddenly sat up, looking at me as if he wanted to say something comforting, but didn't know where to start, in the end it just came out as one sentence: "So... are you tired?" He asked very softly, as if afraid of touching something too fragile. That question was completely different from the one Giang Tri Da used to grab my wrist and drag me out of the room. I suddenly felt like teasing him. “If you stop giving me headaches, stop bad habits, and scold me less often, I won't be tired anymore.” “Or… you can give me a little reward.” He rested his chin, thinking seriously. “What kind of reward?” I pointed to my face. “Kiss me.” Giang Tri Da's face was just as I expected - darkening immediately. If you listen closely you can still hear the sound of his teeth grinding. I couldn't help but laugh and stood up from the ground, mentally preparing to be scolded. But in the next second — a black shadow fell in front of him. As light as a dragonfly gliding through water, he bent down... and placed a kiss on my forehead.