Chapter 1 — Invincible Youth

I once personally tore up the love letter of the classmate who ranked first in the grade. And bluntly said in front of him: "I don't have relationships with poor students." Many years later, I met Giang Duc Bach again at a concert with tens of thousands of his fans. Fans excitedly asked: "Big star, was there anyone during your school days that you will never forget?" Giang Duc Bach's cold eyes passed through the sea of people and stopped on me. "Have." “But I hope, for the rest of my life, she never appears in front of me again.” 1 It's raining lightly. The concert atmosphere was unprecedentedly exciting. Giang Duc Bach stood under the stage lights, his deep voice echoing in the night. In the stands, my colleague - Linh Linh - excitedly shouted: "Thanh Le, you have such a powerful high school friend, why didn't you tell us?" I held the brand new ticket tightly in my hand, not responding. We were supposed to sit in the regular area, but suddenly the staff led us straight to the VIP area, closest to the stage. During the show, it was hard for me to avoid meeting Giang Duc Bach's eyes when he looked down at the stage. Read full on page Van Ha Tu Tu is both gentle... and cold. Over the years, I have always silently followed you. Watch him from an unknown guy, step by step to the top of glory, to become the center of many people's admiration. It's like she's transformed into a completely different person. If it weren't for the boss holding the tickets today and telling me and Linh Linh to take her daughter to the concert, I absolutely would not appear here. I didn't expect that he would be placed in the front row for no reason. The show was about to end. Giang Duc Bach sat down on a high chair, holding the microphone. In the drizzling rain, a hoarse, magnetic voice echoed throughout the stands. "Long time no see." The cheers were like surging waves. Giang Duc Bach casually crossed his long legs, his tone was lazy: "Actually, for today's exchange performance, I have prepared a little game." “On the back of everyone's admission ticket is a question.” “After you write your answer, you can go inside.” “I believe everyone has already written it.” Fans enthusiastically shouted: "It's written! It's written!" Giang Duc Bach's eyes finally stopped at me: "Then next, I will randomly choose a lucky audience member to let everyone see his or her answer. Don't you mind?" The whole stadium exploded with excitement. My heart suddenly tightened. A bad premonition made me quickly squeeze the ticket, intending to put it in my pocket. But in the next moment, bright lights and cameras simultaneously locked onto me. My face immediately appeared on the big screen. Tiny raindrops soaked my hair. My panicked, struggling appearance was exposed in front of tens of thousands of people. Giang Duc Bach laughed: "It seems that I am the lucky audience tonight." On the big screen, the question of today's show immediately appeared: "During school, was there anyone who never gave up?" There were teasing laughter around, full of excitement. Because tonight's game rule is: Giang Duc Bach and the fan must answer the same question. Many years have passed, and the memories of that time come back clearly. The love letter I once tore up with my own hands, now turned into a blinding light separating me and him in the present, making me not know how to face it. Giang Duc Bach spoke lazily: "Actually, I'm very curious about your answer." The staff smiled friendlyly and walked over and took the ticket in my hand. The camera immediately zoomed in on the frame. A few seconds later, the wrinkled word "Yes" was shown without any respect on the big screen. At that moment, I felt that Giang Duc Bach's eyes were cold and piercing to the bone. He sat under the flash light, his eyebrows hidden in the darkness. Tilting his head, his voice was calm: "Can you tell everyone about that person's story?" I pursed my lips: "It's not convenient." During those chaotic youth years that ended in haste, the silent love whose ending I personally planned was repeated many times in my dreams afterward. Turns into a smoldering wound in the heart that never heals. "Really?" Giang Duc Bach smiled slightly. The camera switched back to his flawless face. He raised the microphone, his eyes were dark and cold: "Me too." “Besides, tonight… she's also here.” While the crowd was still loudly cheering, Giang Duc Bach laughed softly and continued: "But I hope that for the rest of my life, she will never appear in front of me again." “Everyone is safe, that's good.” As soon as he finished speaking, the whole arena seemed to explode. “Oh my god, I want to know where that girl sits!” Linh Linh was angry: "Thanh Le, how can that girl still have the face to come here? Seeing that someone is famous, do you want to come back? Is she worthy of him?" I slightly curled my lips: "Maybe... it's not worth it." My brilliant life, since that summer, had soon ended. 2 At the end of the concert, the whole city received an unprecedented heavy rain. Taxi cars crowded tightly around the sports center gate. Linh Linh slipped and fell in front of the stadium gate, her injuries were not minor, her boyfriend took her straight to the hospital. I alone took the child with me and stood in front of the gym waiting to catch the bus. Half an hour passed, still waiting in line. At this time, I happened to hear some stories from some fans standing nearby. “…I heard that back then, in order to compete for a direct admission, before the university entrance exam, she seduced Giang brother and deliberately interfered with his studies.” “Later, when she got direct admission to Shenzhen University, she immediately kicked Giang brother mercilessly.” “Eh, how do you know so well?” “Why, Diep Tan Tang already said it in the interview.” — Diep Tan Tang. Many years have passed, and when I hear that name again, I still can't help but shiver. It seemed like God deliberately wanted to tease me. Because of Diep Tan Tang's malicious complaint, I had to quit school. Can't step foot into Shenzhen University. I also lost the teenager I used to like. And Diep Tan Tang, who once pushed me into the abyss, became the female lead in Giang Duc Bach's MV, famous everywhere. I took a deep breath, picked up the child, walked along the rain-proof awning of the sports center, and went around to the quieter back door. The bustling sound gradually faded away. The surrounding was dark, there were no street lights. I mustered all my courage and quickly walked forward. During the panic, a heavy "thump" sound rang out. I bumped into someone. Right at the moment I almost fell, that person caught my waist. The distance was so close that I could smell the faint scent of the other person's body. It's not like perfume, but it has a very special smell... "Sorry..." I reflexively apologized. As soon as he finished speaking, the headlights of the car in front suddenly turned on brightly. I squinted my eyes, took a few seconds to adjust to the light, and then clearly saw the face of the person standing in front of me. Perfect, arrogant, indifferent. It's a big star - Giang Duc Bach. Behind him is a long line of employees, carrying all kinds of big and small bags in their arms. "Sorry fan, Giang Duc Bach's personal time will not accept autographs or interact, please leave immediately!" The person who spoke seemed quite strict. Several security guards rushed over, intending to block between me and Giang Duc Bach. Only then did I realize that I had been misunderstood as a stalking crazy fan, and felt somewhat embarrassed: "Sorry... I'm—" Giang Duc Bach's face was pale: "Long time no see." Everyone around was silent, their eyes looking at me carried a strange look. They must have guessed that I was the person Jiang Duc Bach talked about on stage earlier. I hugged the child tightly in my arms and said in a low voice: "Sorry for bothering you, I—" "You can't catch the car from the back door either." Giang Duc Bach calmly reminded: "If you want to continue getting soaked in the rain, it's up to you, otherwise... come with me." 3 I can't let the child continue to get in the rain with me. So, I sat in Jiang Yubai's car. The rain pounded on the hood of the car, making clear sounds. I was so cold that my arms and legs were shaking, and I said softly: "Thank you." “How old is the child?” “Three years old, just entered kindergarten.” The atmosphere in the car became even colder. I looked out the window, stunned at the scene of the crowd cheering with excitement. It turns out, we're really no longer the same. The boy I secretly liked in the past, who used to quietly hide in a hidden corner, now has so many admirers. While thinking, suddenly a call came.