Chapter 20 — Miss Empty Cup

“On the second hand selling platform, I found your personal page.” Ha Tinh's face stiffened. Phuong Du turned the screen towards everyone. Above is the personal page of a seller. The profile photo is a sophisticated coffee photo. Items listed for sale include silk scarves, essential oils, earrings and brooches. There was also an introduction line: "Rich lady liquidates her wardrobe, most of it is new." The dormitory fell into deathly silence. Ha Tinh stood in place, as if someone had publicly peeled off the last layer of skin. Her mother looked at that text, her tears falling even harder. "Rich lady?" "Ha Tinh, are you really criticizing our family for not having enough dignity?" The counselor took a deep breath. "All classmates who have related items, first take them back and register." "Ha Tinh, tomorrow you and your parents will go to the faculty office." Ha Tinh suddenly collapsed and shouted loudly: "I'm not going." "I'm not going to the office." "Everyone who cannot destroy you." The counselor looked at her, his voice very cold. "It was not someone else who destroyed you." "It was you who came to this step yourself."20 That night, no one in the dormitory slept well. Ha Tinh and her mother were placed in a temporary dormitory. The counselor takes photos, registers the items, then lets each person who lost the item confirm. I sat in my chair, looking at the glass of red lemonade on the corner of the table. The ice has melted. The rim of the cup is full of water drops. Dieu Kha sat next to her, her eyes still red. "Before, I really thought he was a friend." I pushed the tissue over. "You're only willing to think well of others." She bowed her head and wiped her tears. "But he even took this." "He even went with me to look for it." I said nothing. There are sadnesses that do not depend on how much the item is worth. But when he discovered that his previous trust was being made fun of by others. The next morning, the faculty office had many people sitting. Advisor, faculty member, club president, several people who lost their things, along with Ha Tinh and her mother. Ha Tinh felt like he hadn't slept all night. There's no makeup on her face and her hair is messy. She sat there, no longer like the sophisticated rich lady on her personal page. Her mother became even more emaciated. The old cloth bag was placed on his knees, his hands constantly twisting the bag's straps. The faculty member presented the situation very clearly. Fabricated on anonymous site. Using a secondary account to insult classmates. Arbitrarily taking other people's belongings to take pictures. Some items are also listed for sale on second-hand platforms. With each sentence spoken, Ha Tinh's face became a little whiter. At first, she still wanted to explain. "I haven't really sold a few items." "Some just posted on there." "I just lack the money to manage." The lecturer interrupted her. "The important thing is not how many items you have sold." "The important thing is that those items are not yours." Someone who lost something laughed coldly. "If he lacks money, can he sell our items?" Ha Tinh bowed her head. Her mother stood up, bowed down and apologized to those people. "Sorry." "I didn't raise her well." "We will compensate the furniture according to the price." Ha Tinh suddenly raised her head. "Mom!" The woman did not look at her. "Shut up." In that moment, I suddenly felt that her mother had aged a lot. It's not that she doesn't love Ha Tinh. It's because you love her so much that you always give in to her demands for money, dignity, and fake glamour. But the fakes will eventually come back one day. Finally, the department came up with a treatment plan. Ha Tinh was forced to publicly correct the matter in the class group and on the anonymous page. In turn, apologize to the affected classmates. Compensate or return all belongings. Disqualified from consideration for titles and awards this school year. The Financial Club cancels its eligibility to participate in future activities. The dormitory will also be adjusted for her. I heard it was canceled

When considering the title, Ha Tinh's eyes immediately turned red. "Miss, can you not cancel?" "I need a scholarship." Someone who lost something couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't the rich lady cleaning out her closet?" This sentence was like a slap. Ha Tinh's face turned red. She couldn't say anything more. After the public correction was posted, the direction of public opinion on the anonymous page completely reversed. People who scolded me started deleting their comments. Someone sent a private message to apologize. There are also people who pretend like nothing ever happened and continue to watch new fun games. Phuong Du's explanation has been shared many times. He didn't scold Ha Tinh once. But everyone understands. The value that Ha Tinh built up through ambiguity was taken away by his own hands. The page selling used items was also discovered. The words "Rich lady liquidating her wardrobe" became the biggest joke in the whole department. Someone went back to her previous posts to compare. The same Starbucks cup shows up three days. The same silk scarf is coordinated in five photo sets. The same bouquet of flowers has three different shooting angles. The details she was most proud of are now evidence. Ha Tinh locked her personal page. The avatar image also changes to completely black. But it's no longer effective.