Chapter 5 — Give Me A Spring Without Nightmares

15 I quickly covered my mouth with both hands. But Thuong Dich Tri's eyes were even brighter, like they were glowing. If there was a tail on the back, it would probably be waving until it bloomed: "Okay! So from today I am your little third!" He took out his phone, and even at night, the jeweled watch face still sparkled with bright light. I watched helplessly as he opened the countdown app and entered today's date. Then seriously note: "Step by step to become a child - celebrating the day Tran Du became a child." I was a bit shocked: "Go... up to work?" He raised his head and puffed out his chest, looking as proud as a heavenly hunting dog: "Yes! Since high school, I have been determined to marry you! I am a lover of wisdom!" I was going to change it to say "marry" and not "get married", but on second thought... stop it. Now I have more serious things to worry about. If So Hoai knows about this... it's over! But... So Hoai probably won't find out. Ha ha. Dear God, I hope you don't "thunder" me like you beat the Japanese in the story... The next second, So Hoai's cold voice rang out: "Thuong Dich Tri, whose mother-in-law do you want to be?! Say it again!" ? ! Oh shi ma i da!(Japanese) (I'm done!) 16 Wait, didn't So Hoai go to visit Dao Mo Tuyet? Why did you come back in less than half an hour? From here to that hospital, it takes at least an hour by road?! Looks like he changed his mind midway, didn't go to the hospital, but turned around. But the problem is — So Hoai, what are you doing back?! Continue celebrating my birthday?! This shock to me was like buying protein powder at a roadside store, getting home to try it, only to discover that the word "protein" was stuck on with glue. I closed my eyes in despair. Opening my eyes again, I was a bit surprised. EH? Ha ha, am I too drunk? Why does it look like you're watching a real-life version of the King of Kings tournament? “Vo Lam Phong”? My drunk brain slowly reacted, then suddenly woke up: Damn it! That's So Hoai and Thuong Dich Tri fighting! Those two people were punching each other hard, every move was sharp, hitting mercilessly. Thuong Dich Tri was famous as the "fighting king" in high school, but is now a professional racer, undergoing specialized physical training every day. So Hoai learned martial arts from a young age with mercenaries and often went to the gym. Both of them had martial arts, it must be said that they were equal in talent, and for a while they could not tell the difference between victory and defeat. Even when fighting, their mouths are not free. So Hoai tilted his head to avoid Thuong Dich Tri's jaw hook and counterattacked with a punch, but his mouth was faster than his hands: "Thuong Dich Tri, are you qualified?! Everyone in this world knows that you are stupid as a cow with 93 points in the exam. If you want to be a third child, people may not want to have an affair with you!" Thuong Dich Tri was punched, took advantage of the closeness and kicked So Hoai in the stomach: "You're even more stupid than something that's already passed through someone else's hands! You used to aggressively pursue Dao Mo Tuyet, I've never pursued another girl! Isn't it funny, who can love a used item like you?!" “You think you're so good?!” “Huh, the one who thinks he's good is you, right!” “You idiot, that idiom is ‘self-righteousness’! Pig head!” “What if you know so many idioms, it's still old, cheap stuff!” I looked at those two crazy people in surprise, not understanding what was going on turned into this. But... I still couldn't help but exclaim: As expected of the upper class, fighting to pieces, yet the most vulgar curse words only stopped at "idiots" and "cheap things", no one brought out nine generations of ancestors to curse. If we were in a poor area... If we quarrel, we open our mouths and our father dies, our mother dies, our ancestors' graves are swept away, our mouths breathe fire, one pulls out a stick, the other a knife. Tsk tsk, you upper-class people are also... so civilized. This is a commercial center, extremely busy at night. Soon, a circle of onlookers had gathered around. The sound of advice rang out endlessly: "What's going on! Don't fight anymore!" "Don't fight! Let's talk nicely about anything!" I also nodded repeatedly - that's right, don't fight, everyone sit down and wrap banh cuc. “Wow, so handsome, don't call the police yet, I want to see who wins!” ?? “I like you wearing a white shirt.” White shirt... is So Hoai. “I like you wearing that biker jacket, you look so wild.” The windproof jacket for motorcyclists - Thuong Dich Tri. “Oh my god, his legs are so long, tsk tsk, those muscles are there, take a picture and send it to my boyfriend, make him practice.” “Oh my god, honey, this is so beautiful, please send it to me!” “Are these two celebrities?” "Don't fight anymore, don't fight anymore, Mom, this punch! Mom, this sweeping kick! Mom, this knee thrust! Mom, this armlock! Mom, you've already countered!" "Brothers, these two people definitely practice martial arts, are ready to fight in boxing. Tsk tusk, this speed, this strength..." So Hoai's butler tried to stop the person from calling the police, sweating profusely: "You two young masters, stop fighting... it's not good to be caught back, the tabloid pages write nonsense..." Those words could not stop the two - they still threw out tricks, their mouths still kept complaining. The butler looked at me as if asking for help. I took a step forward, amidst the gazes of many people, gritted my teeth and opened my mouth: "Or... don't fight anymore? (It's not an order, nor does it mean that fighting is bad, it doesn't infringe on personal freedom, it doesn't violate human rights. "Don't fight" is just a suggestion, it doesn't matter if you two listen or not, I don't have any negative attitude, don't pressure you two. Haha.)" They... really stopped. The crowd was stunned, looking at each other not understanding what was going on. The butler looked at me with tears of emotion. The other two were panting, in the crowd, glaring at each other. So Hoai's hair was messy, his eyes were as cold as ice, his shirt was askew, his buttons were scattered, revealing his beautiful abs, the corners of his lips were bruised, his knuckles were bleeding. Thuong Dich Tri clenched his teeth, his eyes were fiery, there were bruises under his eyes, his throat clearly showed purple punch marks, the black hair covering his forehead was pushed back by him, revealing sharp, injured eyebrows. Thuong Dich Tri held my hand and coldly laughed and mocked: "So Hoai, you said Tran Du is your girlfriend, but on her birthday you went to find that girl Dao Mo Loi or something, playing with both hands, don't you find it disgusting?" So Hoai reacted very quickly, grabbed my other hand, and looked at him coldly: "I did go, but on the way I figured it out - who is the person I like! As for you, knowing full well you still deliberately intervened and seduced her, you trash that doesn't dare to come to light!" Thuong Dich Tri squeezed my hand and pulled me towards him: "Huh, am I the third child? I've known her for a long time." Already! She and I are "apricot blossoms", growing up together! You are the one who comes later, the third one is you! Hurry up and go back to Miss Le Mo Loi or something!” So Hoai also tugged my hand towards him: "What about "mai orchid chrysanthemum"? That idiom is also wrong, did your brain disappear while racing? Damn it, let go! You dragged someone else's girlfriend, do you still have any shame?!” “Trash! You're just a kid! Damn it, let go!” “Useless thick-faced thing! Why didn't your father beat you to death when he used family magic before?! Quickly let her go for me!” Thuong Dich Tri pulled me and raised his foot to kick So Hoai over me. So Hoai reacted as quickly as lightning, avoiding the kick, still holding me tightly, and at the same time threw a punch towards Thuong Dich Tri. I stood between the two of them, bewildered like a waste, helplessly trapped - like a pet toy, being tussled by this "cat" and that "dog". More and more people gathered to watch. I started to feel dizzy. What can I say? Kind of feels like seeing a pregnant man come out of the operating room holding a baby, the baby opens his mouth and asks: "Are you a doctor or a security guard?" — that kind of terrible absurdity. When I was young, the people I was most jealous of were rich people. But now, the person I am most jealous of is the Voyager 1 probe. Because it is leaving Earth at a speed of 17,043 km/sec. I was dragged back and forth by the two of them, my head was dizzy, all the hashtags in front of my eyes were: #TieuTamTshoaSang #ShineNo #DreamBeingTieuTam #HaiSinhBaBaSinhVan Vu #quanVuongxinInvite #WhoIsTieuTam #Legend of TieuTamTamThuyTri Tri #SoHoai beatTieuTam fight fight fight #I'm sorry, I'm not bored yet because he's still fighting #TieuTamChifightChinhPhucThiPhi #Nam NhanInNam NhanTieuTam TrongTieuTam #mybrotherIhavetworightslikethis