Chapter 3 — Love From Silk Scarf

I didn't really understand, I just thought she was embarrassed.

“Oh, I beg you, baby!”

My best friend hugged my arm and shook me:

"Anyway, Bui Than has already booked a table for three people. If you don't go, the deposit will not be refunded!"

Her ability to coddle is unmatched, I really can't stand it. The next evening, Bui Than drove to pick us up and take us to the restaurant. In the car, I finally understood what Luc Ninh said was the "unnatural" feeling. 07 When the two of them are together, the atmosphere is not like that of a couple, but on the contrary, like two companions. The two talked about winning and losing, with absolutely no ambiguous atmosphere. I can't help but understand. So what is Luc Ninh doing in the past few days, going early and coming home late? Why is the relationship between the two still so fragmented? In that uncomfortable atmosphere, the car finally arrived at the restaurant. This was the first time I entered a high-end restaurant like this and didn't dare to talk casually. But Luc Ninh has been cherished like a treasure in the palm of his hand since childhood, so everything here is extremely familiar. Appetizers were quickly brought out. I looked for a long time and still didn't recognize what ingredients it was, so I took a risk and tried a piece. The taste is quite delicious, with a slight sweetness.

“Is it delicious?” Luc Ninh asked me.

I nodded:

“A bit sweet, you will probably like it.”

Luc Ninh took a spoon and scooped a little:

“That's great.”

But the food had not yet been put into her mouth, her wrist was held by Bui Than.

“You can't eat.”

He frowned slightly:

"There's mango inside. You're allergic to mango, have you forgotten even this?"

Luc Ninh vaguely replied:

“I'm not allergic to mangos.”

Bui Than was stunned and instinctively turned to look at me to confirm. But his eyes suddenly stopped:

“Du Mong, why is your neck so red?”

08 My heart jumped, but my expression remained calm. I unbuttoned one more button at my neck:

"It's okay, it just feels a bit stuffy in the room."

Bui Than stared at me for a few seconds then stood up and adjusted the air conditioner temperature lower. I lowered my eyes, pretended nothing happened, and continued to take a spoonful of dessert. After the meal, Bui Than and Luc Ninh planned to continue going on a date, and I took the bus back to school by myself. When I got back to the dorm, my whole body was unbearably itchy, and red rashes appeared on my arms. I searched for a long time but couldn't find allergy medicine. I could only go to the school health room to get medicine.

“After taking the medicine, you must continuously monitor.”

The doctor looked at my red neck and frowned:

"If it still doesn't help, you have to go to the hospital for intravenous fluids."

I replied, took the medicine and turned to leave. As soon as he stepped out of the medical room door, a figure suddenly appeared before his eyes. I was startled, raised my head and was stunned:

"Bui Than? Why are you here?"

Didn't the two of them go on a date? Bui Than explains:

"Luc Ninh has a bit of an upset stomach, I'll take her home and come get some medicine."

After speaking, his eyes fell on the medicine box in my hand:

"Are you not feeling well too? Stomach medicine?"

I instinctively hid the medicine box in my palm and nodded casually:

“A little uncomfortable.”

Bui Than frowned:

“Could it be today's ingredients? not fresh... Sorry, I will ask the restaurant for clarification and force them to give you two an explanation.”

I quickly changed the subject:

“Go quickly and get the medicine. Just in time, I can conveniently bring medicine to Luc Ninh."

Bui Than thanked me and quickly took the stomach medicine and walked out:

“Maybe she doesn't like taking medicine. If she makes a mess, please calm her down a bit.”

I nodded. Bui Than looked at me and suddenly asked:

“How long have you and Luc Ninh known each other?”

I was surprised:

“Ten years.”

Bui Than continued to ask:

“Before losing her memory, was her personality the same as now?”

I replied:

“Of course they are the same.”

Innocent, radiant, arrogant. Luc Ninh will always be Luc Ninh. I looked at Bui Than's silent face and said in a low voice:

“If you like her beautiful appearance, then you have to accept her exhibitionism. If you like her radiance, you have to accept her arrogance. You can't just enjoy it without spending anything.”

Bui Than looked at me, his eyes a bit complicated:

“Du Mong, you and Luc Ninh are really very different. You are like her knight.”

09 It's not. I am not Luc Ninh's knight. When I was in elementary school, my family had an incident. The company went bankrupt, and his parents went to prison one after another. I was sent to my aunt's house, and every day I lived cautiously, carefully watching other people's faces. And Luc Ninh is the most popular child in the class. She is beautiful, proud, like a princess being pampered. But she is more than just a princess. She taught bad students who bullied me on my behalf, accompanied me through every lonely road, and protected my fragile, shaky self-esteem that was about to collapse. Luc Ninh is my knight. Luc Ninh was a knight during my youth. Therefore, all the things that have happened in the past few days have made me both guilty and insecure.