Chapter 9 — My Fiance Punished Me To Stand In The Sun

His voice was hoarse. "Don't call me so intimate." I took a step back: "Between the two of us, since the day you said that even if I faint, I must faint in the ranks, there is nothing left." I turned and left. When I reached the corner, my phone vibrated. It was a message from Pho Tu Hanh: "I just saw you talking to Luc Tram. He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" I replied: "No. He wanted to make things difficult, but I scolded him back." Pho Tu Hanh sent a thumbs-up symbol, then added: "Uncle and aunt said the family would gather tonight, so they called me too. What do you think?" I looked at the message for a few seconds and then typed: "I'm your brother." He replied immediately: "Are you me?" where are the intestines?” I smiled, put the phone in my pocket. When I reached the restaurant door, Pho Tu Hanh jumped down from the steps, stood in front of me, took off my hat and put it on his head. Sunlight shines from the side. There was a smile in his eyes: "Little princess of the Song family, give me a solid sentence. Can I pursue you?" I raised my head to look at him. The sunlight was so bright that I had to squint my eyes. "Okay." I said: "But we have to start by inviting you to eat hot pot." He took off his hat, put it back on my head, and rubbed my hair with his hand: "Let's go, I'll invite you to hot pot tonight." "What about a family meal?" "After eating hot pot, then come the family meal." He said as it was natural: "The order must not be reversed. You must pursue people first, then meet the parents."I kicked him. That one. He didn't avoid it, smiling so much that his eyes curved like crescent moons. On the empty land behind the cafeteria, the colored flags of the closing ceremony have not yet been collected. The wind blew causing the flag to make a flapping sound. From afar came the choir singing of other formations, mixed with the sound of afternoon cicadas, not heard too clearly. I pulled the brim of my hat down low, covering my hot ears. "Pho Tu Hanh, what if I chase halfway and then run back to the unit?" He walked beside me, his steps stopped, he tilted his head to look at me: "Then you will come with me to the unit." "Who wants to go with me to the unit?" "Then wherever you are, I will be there. Anyway, I can't escape you anymore." I turned my face away, not looking at him, but the curve of the corner of my mouth was like that. No one can force it down. The phone in my pocket vibrated again. I took it out and glanced at it. The message was sent from Luc Tram's phone number, he probably used another number because I blocked him. A very long paragraph, the last sentence is: "Dao Dao, I will wait for you." I didn't read it all, so I deleted it directly. Then drag that new number to the blacklist. Deputy Tu Hanh walked beside me, whistling as he walked. The melody is a song I used to hum before. The sunset made his shadow long and tilted beside my feet. I stepped up, stepping on his shadow. He didn't notice and continued to whistle the song so out of tune that it no longer had any form. I bowed my head and smiled. That's it, don't tell him.