Chapter 14 — I Don't Believe That Humanity Has Gray Heads

"General, did you come to find me? You finally came to find me!" She rushed forward to hug Tham Tranh, but he pushed her away aggressively. "Where is the child?" To Tuyet Nhu staggered back, the smile on her face stiffened. She looked at the undisguised disgust in Tham Tranh's eyes, muttered and then laughed. "The child... The General came to look for the child? Didn't he come to find me? I was thinking too much... Did the General not care about me at all? So why did he let me give birth to this child that year?" Tham Tranh didn't look at her anymore, went straight to the bed. Lan Nhi slept restlessly on the bed, her small face was unusually red. Tham Tranh raised his hand to touch his child's forehead. It was so hot that it was scary. "What's wrong with him? Do you know that the child's body is not good? You running him around like that only makes his health worse!" The sharp blade was close to his skin, but To Tuyet Nhu suddenly was no longer afraid. She raised her head, tears immediately flowing from her eyes. She laughed, and her laughter brought with it a cry. "What have I done? What can I do to him? He is my son! He is my flesh and blood born ten months ago!" "Then why did you take him away? Why did you let him get sick and suffer?" Tham Tranh's sword advanced a little further. Blood oozed from To Tuyet Nhu's neck. To Tuyet Nhu shouted hoarsely: "Because you don't love it! Because you have never loved it before! You consider it a burden, evidence of crime, proof of your betrayal of Giang Van Tu! Tham Tranh, do you dare to say that?" Tham Tranh's hand trembled slightly. To Tuyet Nhu's tears kept falling. "What about me... What about me? I want to ask you, have you ever loved me? Even just a little?" There was no answer. There were only the child's uncomfortable groans and To Tuyet Nhu's sobs. A long time later, Tham Tranh spoke up: "Never." 14 Those two words seemed to pierce To Tuyet Nhu's heart, painful enough to make her tremble. "I never loved you. At first I accepted you because your father died for me, in my heart I was ashamed. Then... then I was confused, I betrayed Van Tu. But you were never the one in my heart." To Tuyet Nhu's whole body trembled, she could barely stand. "So what about Giang Van Tu?" Is that a young girl seriously bandaging his wound in a medical shop on the border? It was her red face on the wedding night, it was her determination when she tasted hundreds of herbs for him. How could he not love? "I love her. In this life, I have only loved her." To Tuyet Nhu looked at the deep pain in his eyes and only felt extremely ridiculous. She fought all her life, calculated all her life, but in the end she never got this man's heart. "Ha ha ha... Tham Tranh, Tham Tranh, you are truly the most pitiful person in the world. The person you love doesn't need you, the person who loves you, you don't need either. We... we are all... pitiful people." She laughed as she retreated to the bed. Tham Tranh realized something was wrong and shouted in a serious voice: "What do you want to do?" To Tuyet Nhu stopped and turned to look at the comatose child on the bed. "What do I want to do? If you don't love him, I don't want to live anymore... Then let's die together! Let this child bury with us! It shouldn't exist..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly rushed towards the child on the bed, both hands fiercely squeezing the baby's neck. "Stop!" Tham Tranh's eyes widened as if they were about to crack. He was about to draw his sword but it was too late. He could only rush up and use all his strength to stab To Tuyet Nhu. The two people fell heavily to the ground. To Tuyet Nhu's head hit the corner of the table, blood immediately flowed out like a stream. "Lan Nhi!" Tham Tranh ignored her and quickly picked up the child. The child was awakened by the noise just now, but because of a high fever

I should cry loudly. There were a few light red marks left on the small neck. Tham Tranh's heart ached. He hugged the child tightly: "Don't be afraid... Father is here... Father is here..." To Tuyet Nhu struggled to get up. Blood on his forehead covered his face. She looked at Tham Tranh holding the child and felt that everything was meaningless. She mumbled, tears mixed with falling blood: "You love him... Turns out... you still love him..." Tham Tranh hugged the child, turned his head to look at her: "He is my flesh and blood, how can I not love him?" "So why..."