Chapter 4 — Leaving Bui Phu, I opened a girls' school

“Is it because of another old acquaintance that you left me at the door of the pub in the night of death?” He said no more. I removed his fingers one by one. "Bui Thua Ngoc, it's not that you don't know what kind of person she is." "I just can't bear it." He stood there, his face a bit white. We sat in the car and lowered the curtain. As soon as the car moved, it left people behind. 10 A few days later, some news came from outside. It is said that Bui Thua Ngoc has cleaned up old objects related to Ta Hoai Ninh. Said that the Bui family's mansion would no longer allow her to enter. Said she had been here a few times and was blocked outside the door. What we hear is just what we hear. There's nothing worth mentioning. After spring, the weather is unstable, the wind blows intermittently. That afternoon, I left the store and as soon as I reached the alley, someone chased me behind. It's Bui Thua Ngoc. He put the coat on my shoulders. "It's cold." I immediately reached out and took it off. "No need." He said: "When it comes to this weather, you get cold very easily." "I know." I returned the coat to him. "If you have this time, why not sign a letter of separation." He held the coat and stood still for a moment. "Tri Vi, she and I..." I interrupted directly. "That's your business." After saying that, I walked into the alley. The next night, when I returned to the monastery, there was someone waiting at the door. Still Bui Thua Ngoc. I was holding a box of food in my hand. "I brought you soup." I didn't accept it. In the past, when I was busy, I often refused to eat a proper meal. When I got home at night, I always liked to drink a bowl of hot soup. He remembers this, and now he wants to use it to comfort me. But I don't want it anymore. I said: "If I want to drink, I will immediately send someone to cook it." His fingers tightened his grip a little tighter. "You've been very busy lately." "Yes." "I'm busy too." After saying this, he paused for a moment. J “But I want to see you.” I stood in front of the door, not moving. The light shined down, there were blue circles under his eyes, and his body had also lost a lot of weight. I looked once, still only said that sentence. "Have you signed the separation letter yet?" His face darkened. "I don't want to separate." "I have changed everything." "From now on I will no longer have any interactions with Ta Hoai Ninh." I asked him: "What happens after that?" He took a step forward. "Tri Vi, I apologize to you." "If you still want to have children in the future..." I interrupted him. "There will be no more." He paused. I said: "Even if nothing happened that night, I still wouldn't keep that child." His voice also changed. "Why?" "Because I've wanted to leave for a long time." I said very calmly. "That child only made me leave a little faster." "If it weren't for that night, there would have been something else." He looked at me, his eyes filled with blood. "Don't you even give me a chance?" I didn't answer. Push the door, step inside and close the door. After a long time, footsteps were heard outside. 11Two days later, the lawyer came again. Her expression was a bit strange. "Lord Bui still refuses to seal it." "Also, yesterday he fell from the stone steps and injured his leg." The pen in my hand stopped. She continued to say: "I heard that he hasn't been able to sleep much these past few days, and he's a little panicked." As soon as she finished speaking, the doorman came to report, saying that he was close to the Bui residence. Can Thuy walked in and bowed to me. "Your Highness, my lord's injury is not light, can I invite someone to visit him once?" I looked at the books on the table. "No way." Can Suu was stunned. Perhaps I didn't expect him to refuse so decisively. He still wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed it, bowed his head and retreated. That night it rained heavily. The rain hits the window paper, making people feel sad. As soon as I told Thanh Hoa to close the window, there was a loud knock on the door. Thanh Hoa left

opened the door, just opened it halfway, there was a scream. Let's go out and see. Bui Thua Ngoc stood in front of the door, his whole body soaked, his legs tied with wooden braces, his hands on crutches, his face frighteningly white. I blurted out: "You don't need your life anymore?" He looked at me, not moving. Then he took out a jade bracelet from his chest. "This thing." His voice was hoarse. "You gave it to me in the past." I bowed my head and looked once. That's right. That was the item I gave him before. A piece of jade is not worth much money, it is only worth what we choose. He slowly bent down on his good leg and knelt in front of the door. The knee hit the green tile, a deep sound rang out. "Tri Vi." He raised the jade bracelet in front of me. "Give me one more chance." I didn't move. He said one more time. "Please." Rainwater dripped down from the corner of the eaves. He just knelt there, his hair was wet, his shirt was also wet, his whole body was struggling extremely. We've never really seen him like that before. But I stood inside the door, looking at him, my heart still unmoved. Or we can say, it's not completely unwavering. Just that little fluctuation wasn't enough to pull me back again. I looked at him for a moment. "No way." He knelt there, his shoulders and spine gradually collapsing.