Chapter 8 — Holding Your Hand Walking Through The Past

Actually... in your previous life, you already answered this question for me. A simple guy, a fleeting eye contact was like a lightning strike —— He saw me, at that time I was washing dishes, holding a rag in one hand, rubbing dishes in the other hand and mumbling English vocabulary. He used to order food from outside, and when he opened the door to pick it up, the person delivering the food was me. From that moment —— He remembered me clearly. And then, years passed, when we met again, in his eyes there was still that feeling - Youth touching youth. That time we met again, Ve Quang Chieu loved me, like "love at first sight a second time". Love… is like growing a tree. Between me and Ve Quang Chieu, the feelings are getting better and better, not intensely passionate, but rather calm and peaceful, like sunlight filtering through the leaves. That afternoon, Ve Quang Chieu looked at me, as if making up his mind, to tell me about his past. Perhaps you think, after listening, I will be embarrassed or awkward. But no —— I didn't feel embarrassed at all, on the contrary, I felt proud of myself. There is a saying, true to the situation right now —— “That is the path I have walked.” I used to study while working, saved every penny for tuition, and tried my best to pass graduate school. Then I joined a good company to work, (everything was good... except the general manager). There are even projects I participate in where the bonus reaches six-digit figures. When Ve Quang Chieu had not finished telling the story, I grabbed his hand and squeezed it a little, just enough for him to understand... "I always believe in my own efforts." From inside the house, I looked through the window and saw under the streetlight a Rolls-Royce Cullinan silently stopping on the side of the road. Ta Dinh Van stood leaning against the car, holding a cigarette in his finger, quietly smoking, one cigarette after another. Until two o'clock in the morning, the cigarette smoke dissipated into the night, but people... still hadn't left. I was surfing the internet to escape work at the company, when Ta Dinh Van suddenly appeared. Amid the curious gazes of many colleagues, he stood there, not saying a word, just looking at me intently, his eyes so deep that it gave others goosebumps. Like a pervert. At that moment, Tham Le Bach called out, his voice as sweet as honey: "Mr. Dinh Van..." But before he finished his sentence, Ta Dinh Van coldly interrupted: "Last night, Ve Quang Chieu did not leave your house." Under the prying eyes of a group of colleagues, Ta Dinh Van stood in front of me, his face cold as ice, his eyes filled with a layer of anger, as if he wanted to burn down the whole room. I calmly faced his gaze, without avoiding or wavering. In that silent eye duel, the one who lost in the end —— was him. I see clearly, Tse seems to have just aged several years. In that moment, the light around him died, leaving only a lonely and tired figure. In Ta Dinh Van's eyes, suddenly a flash of extreme stubbornness flashed. He looked at me, his voice hoarse, trembling slightly: "I understand... It must be because you don't remember your past life, that's why you don't like me!" “You don't remember me anymore... that's why you had the heart to use another man to annoy me!” I stood still, stunned, only three words remained in my mind —— “Are you crazy?” Are you… comforting yourself? Ta Dinh Van took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, continued in a deep, hoarse voice, trying to appear calm: "It's good." “We… can start over head." “We… can still have three sons, they will definitely miss you.” Saying this, his voice suddenly choked. The corner of Tse Dinh Van's eyes turned red, his gaze towards me carried a bit of fragile hope as if he was afraid that a strong touch would vanish: "I... I can marry you again." “This time… we won't divorce anymore.” I remained silent and did not respond. Slowly turned off the open page of the novel on the screen, then looked up at him, raised her left hand, her ring finger glistened with a ring: "Ah... but... I'm married." I held up the ring, showing him clearly, adding one more sentence, my voice light: "It's a quick wedding." Actually, this was Ve Quang Chieu's "initiative" before going on a business trip. Register your marriage at the Civil Affairs Department, no need to queue, the staff is also enthusiastic to support. It took us less than ten minutes to officially become a legal couple. Ta Dinh Van stood frozen in place, as if someone had drained all his strength, his whole body stiffened. I looked straight into his eyes, my voice sincere, without any hesitation: "Also... I really don't like you." “Same in previous life.” At that moment, I saw the light in his eyes go out. 13 The light in Ta Dinh Van's eyes disappeared in an instant. His secretary was very observant, quickly walked over, gently reminded everyone to disperse, and helped the boss clean up the scene. Tham Le Bach stood next to him, his eyes flashing with a clear trace of jealousy. She opened her mouth to say something to Ta Dinh Van, but he didn't even glance at her and just ignored her existence. Ta Dinh Van pursed his lips tightly, his face was pale, his hand trembled slightly as he tightly grasped my wrist, his voice was hoarse, almost choking: "I... don't believe it." “In your previous life, you loved me so much… how can you say you don't like me now?!” I scratched my head and calmly asked back: "So... why did you end up getting divorced?" He choked. The whole person stopped for a moment. A flash of deep regret flashed in Ta Dinh Van's eyes. He slowly exhaled, his voice low: "It's... I'm too cocky." “I want a wife who is highly educated and talented, but I also want her to be gentle, docile, and only know how to revolve around me.” “But I don't understand… a smart, ambitious woman will never be content to be a housewife.” “What I really want… is you, Chu Nhu So —— someone who can be by my side forever.” In my heart, I thought to myself: “I have ambition, but… your mother gave me too much. I'm not really with you, you just came to me. The person who accompanies you the most… is your secretary, not me.” But I didn't say it. I was afraid that... he would cry on the spot. Ta Dinh Van's eyebrows furrowed tightly. He asked softly, his voice lowered: "Did... did you hear Tieu Nhan say something bad about me that's why you changed?" I shook my head, not wanting to say another word. Pulling out my phone, I coldly said: "Let's do this... if you don't leave, I'll call the police." For a second, Ta Dinh Van's eyes widened, full of shock and disbelief. He paused for a long time, but in the end, he still turned around and left. His back... extremely miserable and miserable. Somehow, Ta Dinh Van's mother heard about him "harassing female employees" in the company. The next day, she sent someone to see me, her face was cold, but her tone was soft: "This is compensation for the damage to my spirit." God, I hope you… keep this a secret.” In my hand —— Two million. Compared to Tran Tieu Nhan leading me to invest and make money, my income is not as good as hers, but... it's not less. After that, I never saw Ta Dinh Van again. It is said that he was "taken away" by his mother and forced to study management. On the contrary, Tham Le Bach suddenly asked me out for coffee. I agree. Anyway, Tran Tieu Nhan only told me not to get involved with Ta Dinh Van, but did not forbid me from meeting Tham Le Bach. In the coffee shop, she looked at me and said in a gentle and suggestive voice: "Chu Nhu So, you and Mr. Dinh Van are not from the same world, giving up early... will be better." “Stop hanging on to him.” I smiled softly, I couldn't help but think - "I wonder who is clinging to whom." I tilted my head, looked straight into her eyes, and asked directly: "So... do you want to marry Nicholas Tse?" The question was as straight as a knife, making Tham Le Bach momentarily stunned, his eyes wavered slightly, his lips moved but no words came out. I smiled and added: "Now, you're still not his girlfriend...right?" A person who isn't even Mrs. That night, I sat on the sofa, trying my best to remember the "dream" about my previous life, trying to figure out what Tham Le Bach's ending was. Result —An empty piece. After that, Ve Quang Chieu and I moved abroad, settling in a place that used to be Tran Tieu Nhan's residence before. About five or six years later. I received a call. It's from Ta Dinh Van's mother. Her voice was hoarse, a bit choked: "Tieu So... Ta Dinh Van... is gone." I stood still, speechless for a long moment. She said, when arranging his remains, she discovered that for many years he had kept all the things related to me. Old things, small things that have no meaning to others, but he never threw them away. In a drawer, she also found a few rare photos of the two of us together, which I had almost forgotten. You... even kept sending me messages on the account I blocked you from a long time ago. When I opened it, there was a series of random messages: "I'm hungry..." "I miss you..." "When I'm done with this, I'll find you...to talk properly." But… there is no “finishing this batch” anymore. He fell ill, then... passed away. Even though I am a deceased person, I still feel a slight sadness in my heart. After all... you were also the father of my three children. As for Tham Le Bach - I heard that later, she married an overseas Chinese businessman, married abroad, and never returned. One time, I happened to meet Tham Le Bach on the street. That overseas Chinese businessman treated her very well, just... the age difference was a bit big. 14 – End Me and Ve Quang Chieu finally moved in together. I don't like organizing weddings, I feel like I'm turning into a "monkey in a glass cage" for others to see and talk about. Ve Quang Chieu did not have any objections. He always respected me, always letting me choose the way of life that was most comfortable for me. The days we lived together... were very happy. My habit of staying up late for many years was "forcibly" corrected by him - so sweetly that I couldn't bear to resist. I changed to a new job, taking the whole team with me Jump with me. Actually, I'm not the "salty fish" type like everyone thinks. It's just... I like to rest leisurely after completing a project, without too much hustle and bustle. I'm not a "successful person", but being able to achieve even a small amount of success is very satisfying. Sometimes, on quiet late nights, when the wind blows through the window, I still remember a distant look standing under the streetlight that day. But everything... has disappeared into the past. Now, Ve Quang Chieu and I are living a simple, complete life, holding hands, walking towards the future, without looking back.