Chapter 2 — One Good Day I Married Someone Else

Trieu Tinh wore a champagne-colored silk two-strap nightgown, revealing the vague curves of her chest. In her hand she was still shaking half a glass of wine. 【General Manager Dung, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, it reminds me of how you protected me at the annual party. Thank you, for making me feel like I have support in this strange city.】 Scroll up, there are more "daily activities" sections. A photo of her hand cut into a small wound by paper, with the text: 【It hurts, if only General Manager Dung were here, it would be great.】 Dung Tham replied: 【Put a band-aid on, rest a little early.】 A photo of coffee while working overtime at midnight, with the text: 【To not disappoint General Manager Dung's expectations, let's take a risk!】 Dung Tham replied: 【Pay attention to your health, health is the capital of everything.】 Each answer is short and moderate, but carries ambiguity and encouragement that cannot be expressed in words. The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Dung Tham wiped her wet hair as she walked out. Seeing the phone in my hand, he naturally reached out and took it, looking at the screen.

“Oh, it's Trieu Tinh.”

“There's something young girls often do these days, called the MBTI personality test.”

"She said the results showed that she and him were some kind of perfect partners, insisting on adding a golden heart before the name, saying it symbolized the light of friendship. What a child."

I smiled, trying to make my voice sound calm.

"Is that so? That's interesting."

"That's right, what illness does Trieu Tinh's mother have? Is it serious?"

Dung Tham's hand that was wiping his hair paused, then he nonchalantly said:

"Oh, it's just that when I went downstairs to pick up a delivery package, I accidentally fell down and my leg bone was slightly cracked. The doctor said it would be cured after a few months of treatment."

“So that's it.”

I nodded, my nails digging deep into my palms. It turned out that this was what he called "extremely important to the company", "not being able to work wholeheartedly", "a huge loss". Just because of a slight bone fracture, he took over the divination hexagram that only comes once every ten years that originally belonged to me. Dung Tham threw the towel into the dirty laundry basket, walked over to hug me:

“Why are you suddenly asking this?”

I leaned away from his arms. Dung Tham's hand stiffened in midair, then he smiled and patted my head.

“Okay, don't think about random things anymore, go to sleep early.”

The next day, Long Tinh and I went straight to the wedding dress shop. I changed into my wedding dress, stood in front of the floor-length mirror, and took a photo to send to Dung Tham. Half an hour later, we went to the jewelry store next door. I chose a pair of plain diamond rings, took pictures and sent them. Still haven't received any response. Long Tinh leaned against the counter, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Sam Sam, on the sixteenth of next month, do you really want to get married?”

“Real wedding.”

"So what does Dung Tham think? Did you two have a good conversation last night?"

I lowered my eyes and looked at the ring on my ring finger.

“What he thinks no longer matters.”

“We were together for seven years.”

"If it's only now that he says he doesn't want to get married, then he's too miserable, I don't need to wait any longer."

At that moment, the jewelry store's glass door was pushed open from the outside. Trieu Tinh walked in and raised his hand to wave at me:

“Sister Sam Sam! General Director Dung knows she is choosing a ring. He suddenly had a meeting and couldn't go, so he asked me to come and choose with you."

Long Tinh and I looked at each other in surprise.

“No need to bother.”

I politely said:

“I can choose it myself.”

Trieu Tinh didn't pay attention and came over to stare at the plain ring in my hand.

"That's right, how can I choose for General Director Dung?"