Chapter 6 — Give up on someone who doesn't love you

"We've known each other for eight years, from students to today, you've liked me for eight years." "Now it's only been three months, you already like someone else?" I thought he wanted to argue again, rolled up his sleeves to gather his strength to respond, but was faced with those suddenly red eyes. "So what should I do?" "These days I've been thinking seriously, in fact I don't like Van So Ha at all, the person I've always liked is you." "Van So Ha and I are people carved from the same place." You're not like the rest of us, I like the vitality in your body... I just find it difficult to open my mouth." "At first I just wanted to play with you when I confessed, but later on, I had you in every plan of my life. For eight years, I soon got used to your existence." "You know, that day when I saw your back leaving with another man, my heart almost broke. I don't want to have that feeling again." "Vi Vi, can we really not anymore?" Snow fell again, my heart calmed like never before. "Hua Canh Hoai, do you still remember the words you said?" "What?" "Breaking up for me is neither painful nor itchy." I watched his eyes freeze little by little, his whole body was like a collapsing mountain. As I glanced over his shoulder, I said the last sentence. "I hope you don't become someone that even you hate." 10 Pushing open the door, the warmth filling the room hit my face. Tan Mien put on an apron and brought out a pot of soup. When he saw me, he laughed. "The meeting ended early, so I left without telling you." Three salty dishes, one familiar family soup, one fish dish, one chicken dish, exactly like the food I bought. That was the menu I used to test his taste, but I didn't expect him to misunderstand, so I finished the whole thing. Thousands of words choked in my heart, I sniffed, hugged his waist from behind. One sound. The soup ladle in Tan Mien's hand fell to the ground, his neck turned red. "What's wrong?" "Mom said Tet told me to take you to see her." "I agreed on your behalf." Tan Mien's whole body froze, his mask of leisurely nature in the marketplace shattered, at this moment like a big boy with frantic hands and feet. He coughed softly, turned around and hugged me. "Have you really thought this through?" There's no such thing as knowing the future, I've just never been afraid of the possibility of getting close to happiness. I just believe that. Even if your sincerity is buried countless times under the cold winter, come the next spring, flowers will still bloom.