Chapter 7 — On the Big Wedding Day, the Fiance's Sister-in-law accused me of having an abortion

After successive incidents occurred. She died in prison before the verdict was announced. A family of three. From being admired by everyone. At this point, only sighs remained. I sat on the second floor of the tea house next to the gate. Quietly watching the group gradually move away. There is no joy in my heart. There are also no regrets. Everything is just an inevitable result. When one person wants to step on another to climb higher. You also have to prepare yourself mentally for the day you fall. The exile lasted for many months. I don't continue to pay too much attention to them. Only occasionally do I receive a few secret reports from the secret guards. The letter said: The road is extremely arduous. Harsh climate. Lack of food and drink. Every day is a struggle to continue to exist. Bui Canh Xuyen was once a Poinsettia. Used to be compiled by Han Lam Academy. Was admired by countless people. But on the road to exile. All of these things no longer make sense. Gradually eroded by time and reality. To the end. What's left is just a person trying to get through each day. When looking at those secret messages. I no longer feel happy. I just feel like it all ended a long time ago. In this world. The smartest person is not the one who always tries to prove his innocence. But a person strong enough that no one dares to slander him arbitrarily. From then on. The Bui family gradually disappeared from stories in the capital. No one mentioned it anymore. Instead. Tham Nam Tinh's reputation is even more feared by people. Big wedding day. Cancel the marriage yourself. Overturn the path of happiness. Bring back the entire dowry. Then just for a short time. A family that once relied on marriage to get ahead has completely collapsed. That story quickly spread throughout the capital. It also makes many people understand a principle. There are people. From beginning to end, he is not a subject who can be arbitrarily arranged or harmed by others. After the story of the Bui family. The gossip in the capital gradually subsided. The ladies used to secretly discuss things behind my back. When we meet, we just smile politely. Call out respectfully:

“Miss Shen.”

What about that year? What about the rumors that year? As time passes. No one mentions it anymore. We gradually understand. In this world. There are things that don't need to be explained. People who believe in themselves don't need to hear explanations. If you don't believe in yourself, no matter how you explain it, it's useless. Early winter of that year. The capital welcomes the first snow of the season. In the garden, the apricot blossoms have just opened their buds. The coal furnace glows red. The faint scent of wine spread in the room. I lean on the soft tower. Listen to the sound of the ancient harp resounding slowly. Thanh Tuoc walked in from outside.

“Eldest lady.”

“There is news from Ninh Co Thap.”

I replied softly.

“Bui Canh Xuyen passed away in the recent snowstorm.”

“Bui Nguyet Kieu is no more.”

Thanh Tuoc spoke very briefly. I was silent for a while. Then put the wine cup down. Outside the window. Snow still falls quietly. People who have made us uncomfortable. Used to hurt me. Used to make me angry. In the end, I just become a passerby in this life. I'm not happy. No regrets either. Because a long time ago. I no longer have them in my heart. Yes sometimes. The true ending is not about winning or losing. But one day. That person is no longer important enough to bother me. I stand by the window. Look at the white snow covering the porch. Suddenly I felt relieved. In this world. Many women live too tiredly. Being bound by the eyes of others. Be guided by reviews. Just being misunderstood a little bit. Immediately went to explain. Go prove it. Ask others to trust you. But why should that be? My life. Capital should not be decided by the mouth of others. I don't want to spend my whole life explaining who I am. We just want to live the way we want. Because when you truly understand yourself. We will no longer be afraid of praise or criticism. No longer need others to confirm whether you are right or wrong. I know who I am.