Chapter 4 — If There's One Day Left to Love

I opened the door, the sensor light in the hallway turned on, Lang Dieu - who was squatting against the wall - immediately stood up. The first thing he said was sarcastic: "I thought you were going to hide until the end of the world!" What I hate most about Lang Dieu... is his mouth. When he gets angry, it's like being sprayed with pesticide. Wherever he touches, it's poisoned. I stood blocking the door, crossed my arms over my chest, and looked at him angrily: "If there's anything, say it quickly." Lang Dieu's face is not much better than Lam Da's, his eye sockets and lip corners were both beaten and deformed, now red and swollen, looking quite miserable. His eyes stopped on my face, then fell to my stomach. His throat rolled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to open his mouth. Seeing that he had been silent all this time, just staring at my stomach, I lost patience: "Who forced you to drink rat poison? Why are you looking for me?" “Are you… really… pregnant?” I laughed coldly: "That's funny. It's only been so long that I've been able to practice 'ultrasound eyes'. I'm really pregnant." I don't know if it was an illusion or not, but I saw Lang Dieu's face turn somewhat pale when he heard that sentence. At this moment, thanks to the thick winter pajamas and the fact that I've been eating and drinking freely lately, my belly actually protrudes a bit. I deliberately rubbed my stomach: "It's confirmed, is there anything else?" Lang Dieu took a step forward, his eyes were a bit gloomy: "Is he planning on marrying you?" "No. How could a rich boy like him marry someone like me?" I made up a joke: "He said, as long as I give birth to the baby, he will buy a house and a car in my name. And if it is destroyed, he will give me compensation. It's over, do you hear me clearly?" The hand hanging next to his body tightened into a fist, then slowly released: "Le Kien Tinh, can you not do anything for money?" My chest ached, immediately remembering the argument we had on the day we broke up. That day both lost control, and Lang Dieu, in extreme anger, finally blurted out what was hidden in his heart. "What I hate the most is the appearance that for money you can bow down to others, not even needing dignity!" "Cannot." - I chased the customer away with a cold face - "What kind of person I am, don't you already know? Are you done asking? When you're done, leave quickly!" But Lang Dieu took another step forward, suddenly pulled my hand and stuffed a bank card into my palm. I was stunned and tried to withdraw my hand but couldn't: "What are you doing? What do you mean?" 9 His hand tightened on my wrist, revealing the instability at the bottom of my heart. "Lam Da is not the right person for you. Being with him, you will have to suffer more pain in the future than you will gain." “This is my savings card, it contains twenty thousand yuan.” His voice was calm, but deep in his eyes there was still a fire of anger. "Next January, the project my brother and I are working on will start to make a profit, about four to six thousand per month, I will transfer it all to this card." Lang Dieu's big hand wrapped around mine, squeezing the bank card tightly. "I know, this amount of money is probably not worth anything to you, compared to what others have promised you, it's nothing. But Le Kien Tinh, can you listen to my advice just once? Don't trade your whole life for a short benefit!" Board I just wanted to annoy him so he would leave, but I didn't expect Lang Dieu to pull out a savings card containing twenty thousand yuan and give it to me. We've been together for more than three years, and each other's finances are as clear as the back of our hands. I dropped out of school and went out to work. I worked at all sorts of jobs and had to save a little money. As for Lang Dieu, his first year of university tuition was completely dependent on his adoptive parents' silent help, plus scholarships. Since his first year, he has started working part-time. The money he earns, in addition to living and studying expenses, must also be sent back to his adoptive parents. He had almost no savings in his hand, and it wasn't until his third year that the situation got a little better. We broke up less than half a year ago, and the day we broke up we were still arguing about money. I asked suspiciously: "Where did this money come from? Did you sell yourself?" His eyelashes trembled slightly: "Yes." At that time, I really couldn't tell whether he was joking or telling the truth. I was silent for a few seconds, then said: "Let go, I accept." Lang Dieu heard that and immediately let go, but in the next second, I pulled his collar away and quickly stuffed the card back into his chest. "Okay, I accept your kindness. My stomach is flat like this, I'm not pregnant, I was just trying to annoy you." "As for Lam Da, it's not what you think, it's just an act. Go ahead." The cold wind coming from the hallway made me shiver. "You have a new girlfriend, I also have a new life. From now on, we won't bother each other anymore. Don't look for me, I won't contact you either." Having finished speaking, regardless of how he reacted, I turned around and pulled the door shut. After pulling it halfway, the door suddenly stopped moving. Turning my head to look, I saw Lang Dieu's hand clinging tightly to the door. His eyes were determined and questioning: "Le Kien Tinh, if one day I can make a lot of money... can you come back to me?" I replied nonchalantly: "Wait until you earn a lot of money and then talk later." Lang Dieu strode into the house and suddenly hugged me tightly. "I regret it. I regretted it the next day we broke up, but I couldn't bow my head and look for you." He buried his face in my neck — rarely did Lang Dieu openly express his regrets like that. His hug was very strong, so strong that it seemed to force me to become one with his body. “Le Kien Tinh, give me a chance to make up for it, shall we come back?” I asked again: "Have you ever heard this saying? When couples come back after a breakup, the reason for the next breakup is often still the same reason." Lang Dieu countered: "If you haven't tried it yet, how can you be sure it will repeat?" I forcefully removed his arms: "Let's wait until you have achieved something and then tell us." He took advantage of the situation and let go, pursed his lips, two flames burning in his eyes: "Three years, at most three years. The house, car, and stable life you want, I can give you all!" I couldn't help but tease: "For me? What about your girlfriend? Where are you going to put her?" "She is not your girlfriend, To Duyet is the daughter of your adoptive parents' friend." Lang Dieu explained so quickly that he seemed afraid that I would misunderstand even the slightest bit. "Your adoptive parents wanted to cooperate with us. That day you said she was your girlfriend to trick me, just to annoy me." “It's back...can you think about it?” 10 The words Lang Dieu said before leaving kept repeating in my head all night. Half a year ago When we broke up, I left feeling extremely unhappy. Because of money, because of high self-esteem, and other reasons as well. Because I was not willing, I could never escape. The main WeChat deleted him, but I secretly set up a secondary account to secretly follow him. So I know he passed the graduate school exam in this city, and I also know he bought a car to get around. I guess Lang Dieu knows what my secondary account is. He's not the type of person who likes to show off his life or post a lot to his friends circle, but after buying a car, he posted a few times every half a month. That fall in the snow was one of the direct causes of the breakup. Lang Dieu said he didn't buy the car to appease me, but because he still had plans to take the graduate school exam. The small amount of savings is due to the accumulation of several years of studying while receiving scholarships and working part-time jobs. As for me, I dropped out of school to go to work, worked diligently for many years, and could only save a small amount. Since he still plans to take graduate school exams, buying a car is completely redundant for him. We once went to look at used cars, the money in hand was enough to buy a cheap one. But buying a car is easy, maintaining a car is difficult. Car maintenance for us is not a small expense. However, Lang Dieu still seriously made many plans, calculating in detail even the monthly costs after purchase. This was originally just a discussion, but I never decided to buy it right away. But unexpectedly, Lang Dieu's adoptive parents accidentally found out and immediately flew to find him. Buying a car is not a big deal, but buying it for me, they absolutely disagree. The incident of Lang Dieu's biological mother in the past left a deep impression on them. To them, my family and I were of the same prestigious class, no better than your mother's family in the past.