Chapter 11 — Miss Empty Cup

She hid the phone behind her back. "In public places, what you take pictures of is your freedom." After saying that, she turned and left. I looked at her back and had a bad feeling in my heart. With Ha Tinh's personality, she absolutely will not accept defeat like that. That evening, we returned to the dormitory. Ha Tinh has not returned yet. Dieu Kha sat in a chair, constantly looking at his phone. She suddenly handed me the phone. "Look at this." I took it. On the school's anonymous page, a new post appeared. "A poor female student in the dormitory was jealous of her roommate, a rich lady. For a long time, she secretly took pictures of the other person's personal page, and also associated with many people to publicly humiliate her at club activities." The attached photo is the back of me and Dieu Kha in the hallway. The shooting angle is very dangerous. It looked like I was leading people to surround Ha Tinh. The comments section blew up. Some people say jealousy between girls is scary. Some people say that secretly taking photos of other people's personal pages is inherently disgusting. Some people say that poor female students easily lose their mental balance. Dieu Kha was so impatient that his face turned red. "How can he write like that?" I returned the phone to her. "Of course she can." "What she is best at is packaging herself as a victim." Dieu Kha's voice trembled. "So what should I do?" I opened my album. Photographs of the cups remain. Photos of Phuong Du's receipt are also available. Screenshots in the finance club group have gone viral. But these are still not enough. Because people who gossip on anonymous sites don't care about the whole truth. They just like to see who cries harder, who looks weaker. Just as I was thinking about how to respond, the dormitory door was pushed open. Ha Tinh returned. Her eyes were red, like she had been crying. But the corner of his mouth carried a hint of a smile. She put down her bag and looked at me. "Now it's your turn to explain." "The whole school knows you're jealous of me." The next second, my phone vibrated. The academic advisor sent a text message: "Come to the office tomorrow morning. Regarding the conflict between you and your friend Ha Tinh, you need to explain the situation."12 That night, Dieu Kha hardly slept. She kept tossing and turning in bed. The phone lights up and then turns off. I know she's viewing the page anonymously. That post is getting more and more attention. Ha Tinh knows how to write very well. She didn't directly say I stole her things, nor did she say I hit her. She just described me as a gloomy, miserable roommate who stared at her life every day. She said she always gives in. Tell me that because Phuong Du treated her well, I intentionally made up the story about the cups. Said she just wanted to live a more refined life, but was maliciously humiliated by others. The article is not long. But every sentence hits the spot that is easiest for others to sympathize with. In the comments, people began to search for information about our dormitory. Someone asked my name. Someone said they saw me often buying cheap food. Some people say that the poorer people are, the more they cannot bear to see others living well. Dieu Kha read until his eyes turned red. "He's too much." I sat in front of the table, sorting all the photos by time. "Too much is normal." "If she doesn't bite back, it's not Ha Tinh." Dieu Kha pursed his lips. "Tomorrow I'll go with you to the office." I raised my head to look at her. "Aren't you afraid she'll drag you into the water?" She shook her head. "Before I was too stupid." "I thought he was really stupid." considering me a friend.” “Now I can't continue to pretend I don't see.” I said nothing. Only send important photos to your backup folder. I don't need to record or use roundabout tricks. Problem

Ha Tinh's work has never been too deeply hidden. It's that there are too many people willing to help her let it go. The next morning, Dieu Kha and I went to the counselor's office together. Ha Tinh was inside. She sat in a chair, her eyes were red and swollen, a tissue in her hand. As soon as she saw us, she immediately bowed her head. Like extremely afraid of me. Seeing her like that, the counselor frowned even more. "What's going on in your dormitory?" "If there's a conflict between classmates, you can discuss it." "Putting it on the internet for others to see is very bad." Ha Tinh said in a low voice: "Miss, at first I didn't want to bother you." "But they made me lose face in front of so many people at the activity." "I really don't know what to do." Having finished speaking, Water Her eyes fell again. Dieu Kha quickly said: "It's not like that." The advisor looked at her. "Speak slowly." Dieu Kha recounted the incident in the hallway yesterday. She said Ha Tinh took my cup to take pictures. Say Ha Tinh used a secondary account to humiliate Phuong Du. It is said that Ha Tinh considers the financial club as a place to select subjects. Ha Tinh suddenly raised her head. "Dieu Kha, why did you help her lie?" "Do I usually not treat you well?" Dieu Kha was stunned. This sentence has great damaging power.