Chapter 2 — Old Love Can't Be Patched

The next second, I picked up the letter of intent to transfer shares on the table, tore it in half right in front of Bui Tu Viet. Scraps of paper fell all over the conference table. "Now you no longer have priority." "I will directly contact Thinh Vien Capital." Bui Tu Viet's pupils shrank. "On Hoa!" I turned around and walked out. When I reached the door, I stopped. "There's more." "You'd better tell Hua Man to wear that bracelet for sure." "Because I will get back both my capital and interest." Leaving the company, I went to the gold shop that year. The shop owner has changed people. I handed over the old receipt. "Eight years ago, I sold a gold bracelet, can I check the direction of circulation?" The employee searched for a long time, and finally said: "This bracelet was redeemed three years ago at a high price." My fingers tightened. "Three years ago?" The employee nodded. "The buyer's last name is Bui." I stood in front of the counter, even breathing felt painful. Three years ago, he redeemed himself. At that time, on my birthday, I looked at my empty wrist and smiled and said: "I wonder where my grandmother's bracelet is now." He sat across the dining table and just coldly said: "If you can't find the old stuff, that's fine." Turns out it's not impossible to find. He found it, but gave it to someone else. Leaving the gold shop, I received a text message from lawyer Chu. "Miss On, it has been found." "The deposit for the apartment is in Hua Man's name, the transfer time was three days before you and general manager Bui got engaged." I stared at the phone screen. After a while, he burst out laughing. Three days before engagement. He just put a ring on me. Just bought a house for someone else. At this moment, the phone rang again. It was sent by Hua Man, there was only one photo. In the photo, she stands in front of the apartment's ground-level window, the gold bracelet on her wrist blinded by the sunlight. The accompanying text has only one sentence: "Miss On, you can see your wedding room from this corner. General Manager Bui said it will be convenient to take care of each other in the future." I looked at that sentence and suddenly understood. She didn't accidentally let me see her. She was waiting for me to see her from the beginning. 4In the evening, I received a video from an unknown number. I click open. In the picture, Bui Tu Viet is sitting on a bench at the bar, his collar open, clearly drinking a lot. Hua Man sat next to him and poured him wine. Someone teased. "General Manager Bui, you've already registered your marriage tomorrow, but are you still going out to drink?" Bui Tu Viet laughed. "Sign up for what, she didn't sign an agreement, how do I sign up?" "Women these days are very practical." "After suffering with you for a few years, I feel like half of my life is hers." Someone asked: "Didn't Wen Hoa build a career with you?" Bui Tu Viet put down the wine glass, his tone was indifferent. "It's true that she used to go together, so I'm grateful to her." "But people can't live in miserable days for the rest of their lives." "On is in harmony with the past, Hua Man understands the me of the present." Hua Man bowed his head and smiled. "General Manager Bui, aren't you afraid that Ms. On will really leave?" Bui Tu Viet raised his hand to squeeze her face. "She can't go, she followed." Eight years ago, I tied myself to death a long time ago." "If I just turn around and coax a few words, she will come back." The people around laughed loudly. The video ends. I stood in the living room, my hands and feet were so cold they were almost numb. Winter eight years ago, Bui Tu Viet was kicked out by his landlord. The two of us sat in the hallway. He held his head, his voice choked up. "Hoa Hoa, are you so useless?" I stuffed the money from selling the bracelet into his hand. "Bui Tu Viet, you will get up." "I believe in you." That day he hugged me and cried, saying: "From now on, everything I have will be yours." Later he really did. But he said, I fit in with the miserable days of the past. Phone again

rang once, still the same strange number. This time there was only one sentence. "Miss On, don't be stupid, he already treats you like old clothes." I didn't answer. I saved the video and sent it to lawyer Chu. "Gifts to the concerned parties, prenuptial agreement, video evidence, all arranged well." "I want him to see with his own eyes." "It's not that I can't go, it's that I don't need it anymore." Not long after, Bui Tu Viet returned. On the tea table is a red jewelry box. He saw me and immediately stood up. "Where are you going?" I didn't pay attention to him and went straight to the bedroom to pack my luggage. Bui Tu Viet suppressed his anger and opened the jewelry box. Inside is a brand new gold bracelet. Very heavy, very bright. "I told the buyer today, it's much more expensive than your previous one." "If you notice Hua Man's one, I'll tell her to give it back to you." I looked at that unfamiliar bracelet and suddenly burst into laughter. "Much more expensive?" Bui Tu Viet was stunned, I raised my head to look at him. "Bui Tu Viet, until now you still don't understand." "What I want is not gold, what I want is you remember." His face was hard. dull. I took out my phone and opened the video. His voice rang out in the living room. "On Hoa is in harmony with the past, Hua Man understands me in the present." Bui Tu Viet's face turned pale little by little.