Chapter 2 — Old Love Knocks on My Door

04

My younger brother was scared to death by my sickeningly sweet tone. He quickly withdrew his hand, walked to my side, and strongly hugged my shoulder. He pretended to be calm and looked at Quy Da:

“Sir, why are you looking for my wife?”

Then he bowed his head and whispered in my ear:

“Two thousand.”

Quy Da staggered, almost unable to stand. His voice trembled:

“Are you really married?”

“Really, more real than gold.”

While answering Quy Da, I raised one finger to Giang Tu, signaling a thousand. Giang Tu tilted his head to bargain:

“One and a half thousand.”

I don't change my face:

“If you talk about it, it's eight hundred.”

My younger brother tried to grab my butt and call me coyly:

“Sister~”

Quy Da's eyes lit up, as if catching a ray of hope. I didn't change my expression and stepped straight on Giang Tu's shoes. Giang Tu cried out in pain:

“Wife! Sister-in-law! My ancestor! These are the limited edition shoes I just bought!”

While Giang Tu bent down to wipe his shoes, I walked in front of Quy Da.

“You saw it too.”

I turned my head a bit awkwardly to look at my stupid younger brother.

“This is my husband.”

Quy Da's throat moved slightly. When he raised his eyes again, the corners of his eyes were red.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why didn't you wait for me? Why can this blonde guy get it, but I can't?”

My younger brother stood with one foot in front of the door, wiping his precious shoes while sarcastically saying:

"What's so strange about saying that? Ugly people are called blonde, as I should call golden retriever."

“My sister... my wife can't look at you, it means you're not good enough.”

I quickly pulled Giang Tu into the house, afraid that if he said a few more words he would reveal himself. A second before closing the door, I saw Quy Da still standing there. Her eyes were lonely, her whole body seemed to be about to crumble.

05

As soon as the door closed, my younger brother and the dog in the house immediately surrounded me. The dog's name is Dai Trang. It is the dog that Quy Da and I raised when we were still in love. At this moment, it seemed to smell the scent of an old acquaintance, excitedly wagging its tail non-stop. I patted Dai Trang's head to reassure him. And my younger brother came to chat.

“Sister, is that the ex-brother-in-law you've never met?”

“How was your acting recently?”

“Hey sis, why did you two break up?”

“Didn't that bastard bully you?”

My brother keeps following me behind my butt. Not long after, he himself denied that speculation.

"No way. You're a dog trainer, who can bully you?"

"Sister, I saw my ex-brother-in-law was about to cry just now. What have you done to him?"

It gave me a headache, so I directly gave it twelve hundred yuan.

“Shut your little mouth. If you keep talking, pay me.”

Giang Tu immediately fell silent. He bowed his tail and returned to his room. I walked to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes. The hallway is empty, Quy Da has left. A feeling of incomprehensible disappointment suddenly arose in my heart that I couldn't explain clearly. The phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated. I opened it to see. Although this phone number has been deleted from my contacts, those numbers have long been engraved in my heart. So, even though my name doesn't appear, I still know who sent the message. 【What does he mean when he says I can't do it?】 【Do you also think I can't do it?】 【It was you who told me not to make you faint, so why did he say I can't do it?】 I couldn't help but laugh softly. Than Haven't seen him for half a year, but his bitchy personality hasn't changed. I was too lazy to answer, so I conveniently threw the phone on the nightstand. Until I fell asleep, Quy Da's messages kept popping up: 【What do you mean he's really good?】 【I don't believe it.】 【A kid with a smelly mouth, does he know how to take care of others?】 【Tong Chi Ninh, why don't you answer me? Is it really busy in the middle of the night?】 【Damn…】 【Tong Chi Ninh, you can't sleep in the same bed with him!!!】 Then, from the apartment next door, there was a pounding sound on the wall. I was awakened in the middle of my sleep and tossed and turned in frustration. Whose house is still being repaired at midnight? Really hateful.

06

When I woke up the next morning, my younger brother and I both didn't sleep well. Giang Tu wore a head of blonde hair as messy as a pothole, sleepily walked out of the room.

“Sister, what happened to the house next door last night?”

“Just banged on the wall in the middle of the night, it seemed like there was a beagle that kept whining all night.”

I really don't sleep well either. Looking at the more than ninety-nine messages on my phone, I felt that Quy Da was probably disturbed by the noise and couldn't sleep. Otherwise, how could he monologue and send so many messages? Due to the impact of the storm, our area received a lot of rain. I told my younger brother to take Dai Trang out to go to the bathroom. Giang Tu lay down on the sofa, from head to toe exuding the words "don't want". But it wants to rain, the dog wants to go to the toilet.