Chapter 6 — Full Moon In Milan

9Chau Chi Minh stood alone on an unfamiliar street in a foreign land, dragging a simple suitcase, looking tired from the long journey. He was much thinner, with a green beard showing under his chin. His eye sockets were sunken, as if he hadn't slept well for a long time. It can be seen that he transferred all night to Milan. Just to tell me one sentence, you traveled thousands of kilometers from the country to my city. The moment you see me. Chau Chi Minh quickly walked over, his tone obsequious. "Tri Chi, I'm sorry I suddenly came to Milan. You've always ignored me, I really miss you so much." He reached out to pull me. I took a step back, frowning. "Go home, it doesn't make any sense for you to come here." But Chau Chi Minh couldn't hear half of the sentence. "Tri Chi, give me some time." Since that day, despite my objections, Chau Chi Minh still stayed in Milan. He rented the house opposite my apartment, tried to use real actions to apologize and beg to come back. Chau Chi Minh clearly knows the time I go to work and leave work, and waits downstairs every day on time. When I go to work, he drives the shuttle. When I get off work, he prepares food, washes clothes and changes blankets. When I was busy with work and didn't have time to eat, he would deliver the food to the company reception desk on time. Chau Chi Minh has never bothered me with my work. Regardless of whether the weather changes or the temperature fluctuates, he always prepares clothes and an umbrella for me. Chau Chi Minh does everything thoughtfully down to every detail. I know you want to make up for all the attention you once lacked in the past. But just when I see him, I remember his indifferent appearance when I was once frustrated. After knowing what happened, Kieu San couldn't help but advise me. "Chau Chi Minh has crossed the border for you, it seems he truly knew he was wrong. Or should you give him a chance?" I shook my head. Although my personality is weak, once I make a decision, I will never turn back. That evening, three months later, Chau Chi Minh finally could no longer be patient. Before I entered the house, he raised his hand to stop me. This is the first time Chau Chi Minh proactively talked to me since coming to Milan. "I know you were a bastard before, not distinguishing between right and wrong." "This time I gave up everything in the country to come find you. I was prepared to stay in Milan, live with you, work with you." "It's okay if you don't want to forgive me, as long as you give me a chance to make up for the past." "What I owe you, I will spend my whole life slowly repaying." Every sentence of Chau Chi Minh is extremely sincere. You said so much in one breath, it was a bet that I would soften my heart. But he didn't expect that I had no expression from beginning to end. After hearing what he said, I calmly replied. "You don't need to do these things." Chau Chi Minh's body stopped and he immediately spoke. "It's all done voluntarily. I don't force you to forgive right away, I can wait for you, as long as you like." I directly interrupted him. "If you want us to end peacefully, now immediately buy a plane ticket to return home." Chau Chi Minh stiffened on the spot, the sincerity and expectation on his face immediately broke. more than half broken. There was panic in his eyes, his tone was urgent. "Tri Chi, I don't want to go. If you go back, we will be completely over." "Tri Chi, I sincerely changed, not on impulse." I completely lost patience, walked around him, walked directly into the apartment. "Whether you change or not has nothing to do with me. All the things you are doing to make up for it are just to help yourself feel a little better." "For me, they are burdens.” The word “burden”

causing Chau Chi Minh to stand still, his face pale. 10He did not say a word. He finally understood that I was not angry, but had truly let him go from the bottom of my heart. So no matter how much work you do, how much you spend, how much you humble yourself, I won't turn back. The next morning, the apartment opposite had been cleaned. Before returning home, Chau Chi Minh left me a piece of paper. There were only three words on it. "I'm waiting for you." I didn't bother to look at it and threw it directly into the trash. But neither he nor I expected that after returning home, real trouble would just begin. Ha Mieu Mieu's mental state was completely out of control and she placed all her obsessions on Chau Chi Minh. He was originally secretly in love with Chau Chi Minh, but now his relatives say he was jealous of me so he intentionally destroyed my engagement party.