Chapter 5 — Full Moon In Milan

“No matter what country he runs to Milan or which country, he must return to be responsible for this family!” They said so with their mouths. But I couldn't find me, and I couldn't contact me either. While helpless, parents choose the most humiliating way. They directly rushed to my domestic company and made a lot of noise. At first, my colleagues and company leaders still respected me, knowing that they were my family members, so they always welcomed me politely. Kieu San stood up and patiently advised them. "Tri Chi has quit her job and settled in Milan. She signed a ten-year contract, she definitely cannot return." "As for the method of contact, that is her private matter, our company has no right to interfere." But her parents refused to listen, every day they blocked her in the office lobby in front of the company's door. They were determined to make this known to everyone. Every day, they held loudspeakers and screamed, even making threats. "If you don't call Ha Tri Chi back from Milan, we will come every day!" The parents' unreasonable disruptive behavior seriously affected the company's working order. When Kieu San informed me of the situation, he was in Milan. I didn't move at all, I told the company directly. "Report to the police." "If it doesn't work once, then twice, if it doesn't work twice, then three times. Let them stay in there for a few days, no matter what, they'll calm down." With my word, the company will not continue to compromise. The parents came to cause trouble again and were stopped by security and taken directly to the police station. After a few times like that, Dad was afraid of causing trouble for himself again, so he didn't dare go to the company to cause trouble anymore. In real life it doesn't bring results, they can only change another way. I don't know where my parents got my new phone number from, they send messages every day. Only this time, they no longer scolded, nor threatened. Instead, they lowered their posture, using an extremely obsequious tone, trying to convince me to go home. "Tri Chi, we really know we are wrong. In the past, we should not have played pranks with you over and over again with Mieu Mieu like that, and we should not have considered malice as a joke, ignoring your frustrations." "After all, you are our biological daughter." "Mieu Mieu's condition at this time is so bad, sometimes I want to drink." At first, he committed suicide, and sometimes he wanted to find his own death. My parents are old, I really can't stand him causing trouble like that." "You're his older sister, go back and take care of him." Apology messages continuously appeared, densely covering the screen. In the request, there were also some parts of concern mixed in. Their tone was gentler than ever. I only answered two sentences. "I have copied more than ten copies of that recording. Everyone send me a message, I will send a copy back to my hometown." "Everyone's relatives, friends and colleagues will receive it." The other end of the line immediately fell silent. I looked at the quiet screen, just feeling funny. For many years, they tolerated Ha Mieu Miao to bully me, and even compiled my most harmful appearances and showed them to everyone, turning me into a clown for fun. Yet they are afraid that their bad things will be known to others, even if just a little. Turns out, they always knew how seriously doing so would damage their self-esteem. They just don't care.8After three months of living stably in Milan, I have gradually adapted to life here. After that incident, my parents no longer dared to proactively contact me. The mess involves that other family. Completely cut off from my life. Except Chau Chi Minh. After the engagement party, he never stopped sending me messages. At first, his attitude was extremely tough, his tone was cold. "How long do you plan to stay in Milan?"

Aren't you going to explain it to me?" Then, seeing that I didn't answer, he started to panic. "Ha Tri Chi, the company said you chose a ten-year contract, and even plan to settle in Milan in the future." "Are you really not planning to return? You haven't contacted me for so long, do you want to completely cut me off?" "Ha Tri Chi, do you know what's wrong? Before, you were wrong. I shouldn't have told them you don't know how to play, nor should I have silently watched you being pranked." "I thought they were just joking. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything, can you answer me?" I still didn't answer. I turned around and blocked Chau Chi Minh's number. Maybe Chau Chi Minh will never know. In my heart, the ending has been predetermined for a long time. The emotional moment that ended was not the day I decided to publicize the recording at the engagement party, nor the day I went abroad. It was that Mid-Autumn Festival night, when Chau Chi Minh hung up my phone for the first time, the first time. Tien and them played tricks on me, bullied me, and completely disregarded my safety. From the moment he chose to side with Ha Mieu Mieu, we were completely over. So all of Chau Chi Minh's regrets and explanations now mean nothing to me.