Chapter 6 — One Step Late, One Life Missed

He was stunned:

“I don't know... but isn't this your favorite flower?”

Of course not. Obviously, it is Manh Giai Oanh's favorite flower. I don't remember clearly when, I went with them to choose flowers, she chose red roses, and then she was attached to Phalaenopsis orchids. Finally, he conveniently stuffed a bunch into my lap and urged Ky Tru to pay:

“Nien Niem likes this the most.”

I said nothing. It didn't stop him from bringing Phalaenopsis orchids and placing them all over my room. That night, I sat reading a book on the sofa, and he was washing dishes in the kitchen. Suddenly there was a power outage. I groped in the dark for my phone on the table. Ky Tru walked out at the right time:

“Please help me…”

But at that moment, his fingertips touched the back of my hand. I was about to pull back when he suddenly held my hand tightly. His voice lowered:

“Tan Niem…”

“You…”

Maybe because the space was too dark, my head started to hurt again. I interrupted him:

“What? I have a bit of a headache.”

He let go. Soft, deep voice:

“It's okay.”

12

I was lucky — there were no scars. Ky Tru breathed a sigh of relief. The doctor smiled and said:

"Thanks to the past time she has been eating moderately and not doing anything too strenuous..."

Out of the hospital, I finally followed my heart and said what had been hidden for a long time:

“Tonight… let's have a meal together?”

He nodded:

“Just in time, I also have something to tell you.”

I thought for a moment:

“You dress a little nicer.”

His eyes lit up almost immediately:

“Okay.”

When I got home, I texted the time and location to Aunt Luc. She answered very quickly: 【Thank you Niem Niem.】 I don't plan to say goodbye to Ky Tru again. It no longer makes any sense. That night, it rained heavily. I was in the room packing my luggage. With a lot of belongings, I slowly packed each item. Halfway through cleaning, two messages appeared on my phone. One was from Giang Mo: 【I'll go to Bac Thanh tomorrow night.】 I replied: 【Okay.】 The other was from Ky Tru: 【I'm almost here, are you there yet?】 I didn't answer. At this time, perhaps he had met the girl that Aunt Luc chose for him. I think, before leaving, I did something good. I've seen her photos — dignified, polite, definitely much better than Manh Giai Oanh. I hope he can truly forget Manh Giai Oanh and live a peaceful life. After cleaning up, I ordered a meal outside. Not long after, the knock on the door rang out, loud and heavy. I thought it was a food delivery person, so I opened the door, but unexpectedly... in front of me was Ky Tru, his whole body soaked in the rain. His eyes were cold and deep:

"Can you treat me like that?"

I was still surprised, he pushed me against the wall, tightened my wrists, raised them high, bent down and kissed my neck. My whole body trembled, I gave him a slap:

“Are you crazy?!”

He laughed coldly:

"Yes, I'm crazy. I've been chasing you for so long, can't you see?"

I was stunned, before I could say anything, he continued:

"Of course I don't know. I don't like you. I even pushed you to someone else."

I just looked at him silently. He gasped, then pulled me into the room. He laid me down on the bed. Press up. I tried my best to push him away, but instead broke the vase next to him. A sharp cracking sound rang out in the room. Ky Tru also seemed to wake up a bit, he squinted eyes, hands placed on my waist, hoarse voice filled with patience:

“Nim Niem, help me… my mother drugged me.”

At this moment I realized - his face was unusually red. I quickly said:

“I have a boyfriend.”

His voice was hoarse:

“Let's break up.”

As he said that, he reached for my phone, opened the chat box with Giang Mo, intending to text. Read full at Van Ha Tuong page. I looked at his actions and couldn't help but feel a sting in my nose:

“I like him.”

Ky Tru's movements stopped. I shed tears, repeating again:

“I like him.”

“If you do that... I will hate you for the rest of my life.”

His fingers touched the corner of my eye. A long time later, he left me. He turned his back. Choked voice:

“Sorry... I'll come find you tomorrow.”

13

The next morning, I met Tong Du Xuyen. As soon as he entered, he immediately saw luggage piled up in the room. They were placed neatly and clearly — but last night, Ky Tru didn't see them at all. Tong Du Xuyen frowned, no longer looking careless in everyday life:

“Are you really going to leave?”

I ask in return:

“Is something wrong?”

He kicked the tea table next to him hard, swearing:

"Mr. Tru came back from her place yesterday. He hadn't gone far when he had an accident. Just finished surgery!

Are you still going?!” I was stunned. He continued:

“Do you know why someone like Mr. Tru, who once loved Manh Giai Oanh so much, suddenly broke up with her?”

To be honest, I really don't know. Tong Du Xuyen sneered:

“That day, Mr. Tru saw several text messages on Manh Giai Oanh's phone cursing her, the language was extremely harsh.

He smashed the phone on the spot, turned around and left without saying a word.

“He wouldn't let me tell anyone.”

“But… should you at least visit him?”

I hesitated a bit:

“Before I leave, I'll go see him.”