Chapter 13 — On the day of the university entrance exam, my parents forced me to take the blame for my sister

Not long after. Lam Dao called me. On the phone, she cried so much that she almost went crazy.

“Sister, please help me.”

“I really know it's wrong.”

“I can't go to jail.”

“Please help me talk to the police.”

“Please tell me that I wasn't like that before.”

I listened to that familiar cry. Previous life. I lost because of those tears. Everyone also lost because of her tears. But now. I just feel numb.

“The first time I stole money, someone confessed for me.”

“The first time I hurt someone, someone stood up to cover for me.”

“So I thought the whole world would always give way to my tears.”

“But no.”

She cried and scolded me.

“Obviously I can save you!”

“Now you are so famous!”

“How many people like you like that!”

“If you just say one word, you can save me!”

I calmly replied:

“I can't save you.”

“The law also doesn't listen to me.”

“It just looks at what you did.”

She was silent for a few seconds. Then suddenly gritted his teeth and said:

“Lin Chieu, don't be complacent.”

“Do you think you are so pure?”

“In your heart, you clearly hate us to death.”

“I didn't save you because I wanted to see you die!”

I laughed.

"That's right."

“I used to hate it.”

“But now I don't want to see you die.”

“I want to see you alive.”

“Live to bear the consequences of what you cause.”

The other end of the line. Lam Dao completely collapsed. She screamed and cried, cursed me, cursed her parents, cursed everyone. I hung up. Then drag her to the blacklist. That evening. My dad sent me a text message. 【Dao Dao has been arrested.】 A long time later, he sent another message. 【You're right. If we harmed him, we would harm the child as well.】 I didn't answer. Because of those awakenings that came too late, it no longer had any meaning to me. They finally knew they were wrong. But the me in my previous life already died once. A person who has died once... Can't come back to life just because of the sentence "my parents were wrong". In my third year of college, my account had more than three million followers. I changed its name to: Chieu Chieu Tu's Self-Study Room, which shares university entrance exam experiences, study methods, and supports poor students. I have never intentionally built the image of a charity worker. Simply set aside a portion of your income every month to buy books, materials, and help children in need. Grandma said:

“Little baby, that's a good thing.”

“But if you do good deeds, don't let yourself suffer.”

“You have to live well first.”

I nodded. I really live very well. Good achievement. Good friends. Career also gradually has its own shape. There's just one thing that's not quite normal. Luc Tram is becoming more and more strange. For example... After every time I finish the livestream, he always gives me a cup of warm water on time. On days when I stay up late cutting videos, a box of late-night snacks always appears in front of my room door. Every time I go to the mountains to help teach, he always looks up the weather and route for me. At first I didn't think much. Until Tran Niem came to Beijing to visit me. She saw Luc Tram helping me carry things, open the door, and block the wind. Three seconds of silence. Then say:

“Lin Chieu, don't tell me you can't see that he likes you?”

I almost spit out my tea milk.

“Luc Tram?”

Tran Niem rolled his eyes.

"If it's not him, then maybe his white shirt likes you?"

I was silent. Actually, it's not that I didn't realize it. But I don't dare to think. In my past life, I had so many emotions that eventually turned into blades. Parents' love is fake. Lam Dao's dependence is fake. Even the warm feeling of family is fake. So in this life... I'm very good at saying no. Also very good at keeping distance. Luc Tram asked me to meet under the ginkgo tree behind the library. He stood there. Still a white shirt. So clean that it doesn't seem to be contaminated with a single speck of dust. I stepped forward.

“Are you looking for me?”

He nodded. The two were silent for three seconds. Then he said:

“Lin Chieu, I like you.”