Chapter 5 — I Don't Need Your Blessings

07Giang Chi Nghien came out of the hospital, it was raining. He stood on the side of the road, his whole body soaked. The phone screen lit up once. Lam Tri Y's circle of friends. In the photo, the sunlight in Zurich is especially beautiful. The caption has only two words: Rebirth. He stared at those two words, his fingers shaking. Behind him came To Van Duong's cries. "Chi Nghien, don't go!" He didn't turn around. "Get out." "Don't appear in front of me again in your life." To Van Duong hugged her child and chased her out. The nurse in the back called out: "The pregnant woman must not be hit by the wind!" Giang Chi Nghien turned a blind eye. Now just hearing her voice makes him want to vomit. When he got home, his mother rushed over. "Son, what's wrong with you and Van Duong?" "Isn't the baby yours?" "I've long seen that she's not a good thing!" Giang Chi Nghien pushed her away. "Mom, shut up." "If it weren't for you every day urging me to get married, saying that To Van Duong is the only one worthy of being my daughter-in-law, would you have fallen into this path?" His mother was stunned. "I did it all because of you." I want to be good for you!" Giang Chi Nghien laughed coldly. "Because I wanted to be good for you?" "How did you scold Tri Y at first?" "Tell her to put on a thick face?" "It's good now, people don't need me anymore." "Are you satisfied?" His mother sat down on the ground and started to cry. Giang Chi Nghien didn't pay attention and went into the bedroom. The door slammed shut. He fell onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. My mind is full of Lam Tri Y. She looked like she was smiling. She looked like she was crying. She looked like she was holding her stomach and falling to the ground, blood running down her thighs. He jumped up. “She's pregnant?” “That baby… is mine?” He flipped the phone frantically. Found the hospital that day. When he heard the doctor say with his own ears, "The patient has been cured for six weeks." His phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. "I killed my child myself." He held his head and let out a scream like a wild animal. Outside the window thunder rumbled. He suddenly remembered five years ago. Lam Tri Y stood under the dormitory, her eyes bright as stars. She asked: "Giang Chi Nghien, do you really like me?" What did he say then? He said: “Of course.” But his eyes went past her, looking at To Van Duong behind him. "I'm really an animal." He raised his hand and punched the wall hard. Hand joints bleeding. Painful. But what is this little bit of pain compared to what Lam Tri Y had to endure? He opened WeChat and sent a message to Lam Tri Y. Red exclamation mark. "The other party has turned on friend verification." He called again. "The subscriber you called is busy." He has been blocked. He changed a new number and sent her a text message. "Tri Y, I was wrong." "Can you come back?" "About the baby, I really don't know." "You can hit me, you can kill me." The message sank into the deep sea. He stared at the screen, his eyes bloodshot. "You don't even want to hate me anymore?" That night, he didn't sleep.08Three months later. The snow in Zurich has melted. My mother was able to go downstairs and walk on her own. I sat in the lab, staring at the data report. The senior poked his head in. "Tri Y, someone is looking for you downstairs." I didn't raise my head. "Who?" "A Chinese person." "Say it's your ex-boyfriend." My finger stopped. Giang Chi Nghien? How did he find his way here? I walked to the window and glanced down. Indeed it was him. His beard is unkempt, his fur coat is wrinkled like a pickle. In his hand he was holding a thermos box. I laughed coldly. "Tell him to go away." The senior hesitated. "He said... he's been kneeling all night." "His knees are frozen." I pulled the curtain back. "That's what he deserves." "What does it have to do with you?" The senior sighed and left. I don't go downstairs anymore. Before going to bed, I browsed the domestic news a bit. #Lam Tri Y's main wife is sick

slandered as the third person who took back the real estate # posted on hot search. The comment section is full of "mastectomy". "The sisters are far ahead in their operations this time." "You guys and girls, don't even try to run away by one person." I pulled the corner of my mouth. No matter how harshly they scolded me, they couldn't change my child. I turned off the phone and turned over. At night, the street lights under the apartment are still on. Giang Chi Nghien was indeed still kneeling there. Snow started falling again. He is like a snowman. My mother brought hot milk. "Tri Y, or..." I interrupted her. "Mom, you softened your heart once, and I lost my life again." She did not speak again. I drank all the milk and went to sleep. At three o'clock in the morning, I was woken up by a phone call from the police. "Miss Lam, downstairs there's a guy Giang who says he knows you." "He's frozen and needs to be taken to the hospital." My voice was calm. "I don't know him." "Please just handle it in order." Hanging up the phone, I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. There is not a single ripple in my heart. Late love is cheaper than grass. I didn't believe this before. Now I believe it.