Chapter 19 — Miss Empty Cup

She stuffed every piece of clothing into her suitcase. Dieu Kha sat in front of his desk, not daring to talk. I stood next to her and saw her take a paper bag from deep inside. In the paper bag, half a box of perfume was revealed. It was the kind Phuong Du gave her, she had previously said she would use it all up. Her mother also saw it. "What is this?" Ha Tinh's movements stiffened. "My things." The woman reached out to take it. Ha Tinh suddenly hugged the paper bag tightly. "Don't touch it." While the two struggled, the paper bag fell to the ground. A pile of stuff rolled out. It's not just Phuong Du's perfume and lipstick. There's also a pair of earrings the girl in the next room lent her. The financial club officer's lapel pin was lost. Dieu Kha searched for the small hanging item for half a month. And a bunch of shipping notes that haven't been sent yet. Dieu Kha suddenly stood up. "Why is my hanging in your place?" The face of the advisor standing outside the door also changed. Ha Tinh gritted her teeth, her voice trembling. "I only borrowed it to take pictures." I lowered my head to look at the shipping notes. Each sheet has a different recipient written on it. I slowly raised my head. "If I borrow it to take pictures, do I need to pack and send the goods?" Ha Tinh's face immediately turned gray. At this moment, a cold female voice came from outside the dormitory door. "Ha Tinh." "My necklace is also with you, right?" 19The person standing outside the door was a female student in the finance club. She held the phone in her hand, her expression cold as ice. Seeing her, Ha Tinh immediately tightened his grip on the paper bag. "Why did you come?" The female student entered the dormitory, her eyes fell on the pile of things on the ground. "I came to get the necklace." "Before the club party last month, you said you wanted to borrow it to coordinate your clothes." "I asked you three times, you said to leave it at home." Ha Tinh's lips turned white. "I forgot." The female student squatted and rummaged through the pile of things several times. Very quickly, she took a thin string from the velvet bag. Her hands trembled. "You really dare to do it." The advisor's expression was extremely unsightly. "Ha Tinh, what exactly are these items?" Ha Tinh bowed her head, her voice very low. "I only borrowed it to take pictures." I pointed to the shipping notes on the ground. "Are you taking pictures to the point of having to send them to the buyer?" She suddenly raised her head and glared at me. "If you say two less words, will you die?" Her mother raised her hand. slap one. That slap was not heavy. But everyone in the dormitory was silent. Ha Tinh covered her face and looked at her mother in disbelief. The woman's eyes were red. "Up until now, you still blame others?" "Why are other people's things in your suitcase?" "Are you still ashamed?" Tears fell from Ha Tinh's eyes. "I just want to exchange for a little money." "What other way do I have?" "The money everyone gave me is simply not enough." The woman was so angry that her voice trembled. "Not enough for you to eat, not enough for you to study?" "Or not enough for you to pretend to be human." rich?” Ha Tinh bit her lip and said no more. The female student held the necklace in her hand and coldly spoke: "There are still other people who have lost things." "Now I will call them over." Ha Tinh suddenly panicked. "No way." "Don't make a big deal out of it." The female student laughed. "When you post on an anonymous page, don't you really like to make a big deal out of it?" After that sentence, Ha Tinh no longer had a say. Ten minutes later, three people from the dormitory next door arrived. Someone recognized my earrings. It took someone half a month to find the pin. Another person found a perfume sample that she once said was a "convenient purchase". For each item, Ha Tinh has an excuse. "I forgot to return it." "I thought you didn't need it anymore." "I just took it to match the photo." "At first I planned to return it tomorrow." But the more she explained, the more like she was drowning herself in the mud. Because the ground consignment notes blocked all excuses. Dieu Kha squatted down and picked up the small hanging item. It's a birth gift

a gift from a high school friend to her. She searched for a long time. Previously, Ha Tinh also searched under the bed with her. It's even comforting that if old things don't disappear, new things won't come. Dieu Kha's eyes immediately turned red. "At that time, you clearly knew it was in your place." Ha Tinh turned his face away. "It's just a small thing." Dieu Kha's voice trembled. "To you, it's a small thing." "But it's a souvenir someone else gave me." This is the first time I've seen Dieu Kha so angry. Normally she speaks softly, when others ask for help, she rarely refuses. But this time, she tightened her grip on the hanging item. "Ha Tinh, you are really disgusting." Ha Tinh seemed to be hit by that sentence and suddenly stood up. "You are all noble." "Of course you can stand there and talk." "Do you know how tiring it is to be compared to others every day?" I looked at her. "No one compares you." "It's you who considers everyone a step on the ladder." She I smiled very unsightly. "Do you think you won?" "I was just temporarily unlucky." "If I change to another place, I can still live better than you guys." Outside the door suddenly came Phuong Du's voice. "Relying on stolen goods?" I don't know when he came back. Still holding the phone in hand.