Chapter 5 — Honeymoon Leaves Only Divorce

For example, reviewing lessons for the teacher's certification exam that had long been abandoned, and picking up a passion for sculpting that had been abandoned. For example, raising a kitten or a puppy. Before being with Bui Tinh Nghieu, I was also a bright and lively young woman. Full of curiosity about everything, everything you look at is filled with vitality. Only later, tormented by a wrong love. Draw yourself a prison circle next to him. Even the free personality no longer exists, so what can we say about ideals and preferences? Now. One dog, one cat, and one me, completely free. I deeply regret why I didn't get rid of Bui Tinh Nghieu sooner. Cats and dogs are not like humans. As long as they recognize you, they will never be cold towards you, and will never betray you. You give them love, they will return it to you tenfold. And the next time I see Bui Tinh Nghieu again. It's downstairs in my house. I was preparing to go to the library to self-study for the teacher certification exam. As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Bui Tinh Nghieu standing right there. In his hand, he was still holding the file.

“Agree to divorce?”

I sat opposite Bui Tinh Nghieu, my tone was a bit relieved. Bui Tinh Nghieu was looking around my house, his eyes finally stopping on the cat leisurely basking in the sun on the window sill. Hearing my words, he regained his composure.

“Tieu Tieu, seeing that you are living well, I feel reassured.”

I frowned: "Don't answer blankly."

“No… Tieu Tieu, I don't want a divorce.”

"Bui Tinh Nghieu," I looked straight into his eyes, "Do you remember what I said last time? Don't make me look down on you even more, I won't come back, don't you understand human language?"

Bui Tinh Nghieu bowed his head slightly: "I can't live without you, Tieu Tieu." I laughed.

"What about your Vu Tinh? Can you give up?"

"Or is it that President Bui likes the excitement of having an affair even more, so he insists on forcing me to play a role in their love game?"

Bui Tinh Nghieu stood up in panic and explained: "Tieu Tieu, she's not you, I told her to leave..."

“That's enough, stop talking,” I interrupted him.

Pick up the phone and call security. Thanks for "inviting" Bui Tinh Nghieu out. I told the security guard: "If you don't mind seeing this person's face clearly in the future, don't let him in again." Bui Tinh Nghieu didn't want to go. He moved his lips, but in the end he couldn't say a word. I didn't bother to look at him, I firmly closed the door. I won't turn back, and I won't soften my heart. But when I saw him again, I still felt heartbroken. Suddenly I remembered the years we had treated each other sincerely. First year. We were together in the basement, eating at sidewalk restaurants. He will happily carry me around because he can sell 50 more yuan today. The young man burst into spirit, vowing to create a better life. Fifth year. The company moved from the storefront, to one floor of an office building, and then occupied an entire building. He promised to give me a grand wedding and bring me home in style. Seventh year. His company had a new female secretary, he began to visit customers regularly, and did not come home at night.

"Are you coming home for dinner today? I'll cook your favorite perilla porridge."

"Are you still in a meeting? Why didn't you reply to the message?"

“Bui Tinh Yao, what are you doing?"

“Who is that woman? Why did she get out of your car?!”

… No response. Since then, security has stopped letting Bui Tinh Nghieu in. He bought an apartment in another building in the same subdivision. Started showing up more blatantly at my door. Seeing me go out, he quickly brought me a portion of hot porridge.

“This is perilla porridge that I learned to cook myself, try it and see how it tastes.”