Chapter 4 — Give Me A Spring Without Nightmares

12 Another few months passed. So Hoai and I still maintain our relationship like that - neither close nor far, nor have we ever done the intimate things that couples usually do. That day was my birthday. So Hoai gave me a very expensive evening dress and a whole restaurant to take me out to eat. The restaurant is elegantly decorated, with sparkling scented candles and a multi-layered cake, extremely beautiful. The alcohol rose, we chatted ramblingly, suddenly mentioning my name. So Hoai leaned lazily on the chair and said: "Tran Du, Tram Ngu, probably from the phrase Tram Ngu lost its swallow, right? That sounds good, your parents probably love you very much." I stopped. My younger brother and I are dragon and phoenix twins. My parents only wanted a boy, thinking I was redundant. Only my grandfather cared more about me, because I studied well from a young age. When I was thirteen years old, in seventh grade, I didn't do well on the math test, only ranking second in the whole grade. My grandfather forced me to take off my shirt and carry a thorn branch to school to apologize to the teacher. At that time, I had started puberty, had breasts, and was no longer a child. I don't want to take off my shirt, because... my classmates will see it and I'll lose face. I refused to live or die. My grandfather got angry and scolded me for not being able to accomplish anything in this life. Then he had a heart attack and couldn't be saved in time - he died. From then on, I didn't dare to refuse anyone anymore, became a person who was always pathologically pleasing others, and often had nightmares - the scene of his death always haunted me. But now, from the age of thirteen to twenty, for seven years I had never refuted anyone, at this time I said a rebuttal sentence—“No… it is not the word ‘Agarwood, Lac Ngu Nhan’… it is the word Du in ‘redundant’.” I heard my own voice stutter and stutter. So Hoai was stunned. I was also stunned, my heart was beating rapidly, and I looked down. Inside I was screaming. Why do you say that?! Why refute?! Because I want So Hoai to pity me, I want him to feel sorry for me. To get that pity, I can even take advantage of my own trauma. I'm so despicable, so disgusting. I stared at the piece of cake on the plate, not daring to raise my head to look at him. So Hoai said nothing. The air was silent. My heart was pounding like a drum. I silently counted down 3…2…1, looked up at him. Found out again... He was looking at his phone. Looks like someone texted you. So Hoai suddenly stood up, immediately a servant gave him his coat, he didn't even look, he strode away. I quickly ran up and grabbed his wrist: "So Hoai." He turned his head to look at me, his eyes cold and piercing, sharp as a knife, making me panic, my heart trembled a beat. He said: “Let go.” I picked up the phone from the ground and gave it to him: "I didn't mean to stop you, it's just... your phone fell." He didn't even look, took the phone, pushed the door open and left. I stood still, watching his back. When I picked up the phone, I saw the message screen. Someone at school texted So Hoai, saying that tonight Dao Mo Tuyet wanted to come find him, but had a traffic accident on the way. That person also sent a photo of the hospital room. Dao Mo Tuyet closed her eyes, her black hair fell down her cheeks, her face was pale and bloodless. Long eyelashes droop, like a fragile and fragile sleeping princess, bringing with it a feeling of distance and coldness. As a human being, who wouldn't feel sorry for us? let alone So Hoai. 13 I stood there for a few minutes confused. Then go back to your seat, slowly sit down, pretend to be very busy, and start eating cake. It's sad to be sad, but don't upset your stomach. But there's nothing sad about it. Ha ha. I just remember the day So Hoai confessed his love to Dao Mo Tuyet. In the rain of cherry blossom petals, I looked into So Hoai's beautiful long eyes. Inside, my ordinary, yet so ordinary face was reflected. It's like a toad looking at itself in a jade mirror. Anyway, not a good match! Ha ha. Actually, there's nothing sad about it - I'm the one with the villa! #don't complain for no reason #my world is full of cracks that you sew up yourself #the rich man's trick is cruel #there's no obligation to be sad #crush has ambition he probably only deserves to act in the circus #please invite two big and small clowns to the stage #next time just say your name is from Tram Ngu Lac Nhan, don't mention "redundant", that sounds really redundant #HoaiTuyet99 I eat a few spoonfuls of cake, looking at my face in a glass of wine. Well, the side profile is still flat, without any prominent lines. Completely different from Dao Mo Tuyet's sharp, beautiful facial features. But – so what! With this flat face, wouldn't I still be recruited directly to Beijing thanks to the national creative competition! Still won the most prestigious national scholarship! Still always ranked first in the major! It doesn't matter if the surface is flat, I will succeed in a... flat way! Flat but good, flat but pleasing to yourself! Ha ha, I'm probably a bit drunk. I grabbed the table, stood up, and left the restaurant. 14 Late at night, the lights shine brightly, the night wind blows coolly. As soon as I walked out of the restaurant, I bumped into someone, then was immediately and firmly caught. I raised my head to look and discovered that it was an old friend from high school - Thuong Dich Tri. He is from a rich family, but his mind is limited, he can only be handsome, and knows nothing other than racing. In high school, he took all 6 subjects, but with a total score of 750, he only got... 93 points - shocking the whole school, making him famous. The homeroom teacher looked at the scoreboard and almost broke his neck in shock. In 11th grade, the Thuong family realized he could not take the university entrance exam, so they asked their connections to arrange for an A student to lead him in a scientific innovation project, competing for direct admission. To put it bluntly, Thuong Dich Tri couldn't do anything. He just waited for student A to complete the results so he could add his name and be recruited directly. After all, the Thuong family is rich and influential, no one dares to make things difficult. Of course student A did not agree, but there was no other way - in Beijing, the Thuong family did not have to respect anyone. But a month later, the Thuong family declared bankruptcy. Student A immediately expelled Thuong Dich Tri from the laboratory. Thuong Dich Tri was empty-handed, didn't know what to do, his family was bankrupt, his future was ruined, he was absent-minded all day, no one in the direct recruitment group dared to accept him anymore. Only I, suffering from severe "people pleaser" disease, carried him. Outside of class, he and I stuck together in the lab for a whole year. He's not good, everything is done by me, and he just sits with his chin in his hands and looks at me, his eyes sparkling like a big dog. But very soon, news broke out— It turned out that the Thuong family was not bankrupt at all, just a stage to trick their opponents. Business is just a trick in the trade war. Father Thuong was truly cruel, even using his own son as "bait". In the blink of an eye, Thuong Dich Tri was sought after again, restoring his previous flamboyant appearance. Student A cried and apologized, saying he was wrong, and begged him to come back. Thuong Dich Tri said that student A was not at fault, did not need to apologize, did not return to that laboratory, and even gave student A a large sum of money. My achievements have been completed, I don't know how, when preparing to register the names of participants, Thuong Dich Tri suddenly seemed to awaken his conscience, determined not to write down his name, refused to "borrow" my achievements to be directly recruited. His father decided to force him to go to Peking University to make high-quality friends. When he saw that he refused to register his name and even demanded "family law", he beat him severely. He was beaten for three hours, and his father gasped and asked if he would take his name. His whole body was injured, but he still firmly said: "It was Tran Du alone who did it! I didn't write down his name!" In the end, the result only bears my name. He could not be recruited directly, studied poorly, and was forced by his family to go abroad to a prestigious school to "gilt" his resume. But he didn't like studying, so he went there to participate in a professional race car training camp. In the blink of an eye, two years have passed #sediment Now he is a very famous genius racer. I looked at him. Broad shoulders, long legs, high nose bridge, thin lips, flowing black hair that covers his ears, sparkling black eyes make his handsome face even more arrogant. The night wind blew from him to me, carrying a light mint scent. I scratched my head and laughed foolishly: "Ha ha. Long time no see, are you coming for dinner too?" He still held my hand and didn't let go, with a serious look on his face: "Tran Du, I'm not coming to eat, I'm coming to be your third child." Oh that's good, I get to eat big melons again, everyone, he wants to be a little tam... wait a minute. Whose little tam?! Mine?! I felt like I was struck by lightning, frozen on the spot. This dog guy even looked at me happily, his bright black eyes curved, seeing nothing wrong: "Tran Du, So Hoai treated you badly. I investigated. Today is your birthday and he left you for another girl. I am different, I will be a very good little tam. As soon as I get off the plane, I will come find you. Now I am a professional racer, not as bad as when I was in high school. Can I be your little tam?" Even though I knew he wasn't smart, these explosive words almost killed me on the spot. But… my damn mouth isn't dead yet, it still knows how to please others! Very scary! I heard my mouth automatically reply: "Okay, okay, wrapped, wrapped, no problem! Gogogo, it's just an affair! Ha ha."