Chapter 7 — Personality

I just walked out, huddled like a turtle. Phi To raised his hand, showing off his brand new phone. It's the newest model, not even released yet. Compared to that "brick", it is a hundred times more convenient. But he didn't like it, threw it hard on the ground, loudly. "Who is that woman?" His face was tense, filled with anger. "Why did she come to our house, why did she give me a phone? She even wanted to touch my tail!" I just remained silent. Phi To's anger became even more intense: "Tell me, Giang Y, what are you planning to do?" I bent down to pick up the phone. Truly a genuine product, the screen was not broken when thrown like that. "Isn't this phone good? That old phone is no different from a brick." The corner of his eyes turned red, choking: "I don't need a new one, I just need that brick." He sniffed: "You sold me, right? How much?" I replied softly: "Ten million." Phi To smiled wryly: "Very good, Giang Y, you really know how to bargain! When will she pay? money? Money is in hand, let's go wander the world, okay?" I sat next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder. His body was stiff and cold. Human body temperature is inherently lower than that of humans. When you're sad, you're even lower. "Phi To, I've already sold you. If I sell you, I'll sell you. Money is given to me, I'm out of debt, I'm out of debt. "That ten million, I can't earn it in my whole life. "According to me, I can only suffer, it's better if you go live happily." Phi To's voice was hoarse, filled with sobs: "Without me, you can't sleep." "That's right." I said, "We've been together for a long time, breaking up will definitely be sad. But when I lie on the stomach of a six-pack male model and cry, I will quickly forget." He grabbed my shirt tightly: "Don't sell me. Tomorrow I will go out to look for a job." I lowered my eyes, trying to swallow back my tears. "Ten million." He gave up and went back to the room to pack. What he had was not much, when he came here empty-handed. The tail hasn't yet differentiated and doesn't even need to wear pants. So I cleaned it up again and again, only the clothes I gave me remained. A small package. Standing in the middle of the cramped room, he deliberately said: "I didn't want to live with you. The house is small, I can't stretch my tail. The bathtub is old, the tiles have fallen out. Use a little more water, you still complain about the water bill!" Phi To growled: "I hate you, you sold me, I will never come back!" fate, sneaked into the kitchen, messed around all night. Tan Nguyet and I made an appointment, pretended to make a deal, and tomorrow she would take him to the hospital and quietly complete the treatment. That means, he would remember his noble status, forget the seven months of humiliation, forget the whole month with me. As soon as the sun rose, I took Phi To and her people downstairs. My fingers trembled with excitement: "You're finally back." He didn't understand, he instinctively backed away. I turned away and he grabbed my wrist. "Even if you sell me, you have to see it with your own eyes, right? What if she's as bad as the last guy? What if she tortures me again?" Tan Nguyet raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, Miss Giang, you can go with me to the hospital." I stuffed him into the passenger seat. Tan Nguyet bent down to fasten the seat belt. "This is your favorite car, remember?" Phi To looked at her with strange eyes. "I want to sit in the back seat." She disagreed: "Very soon, you will forget her." His face turned pale. "Forget Giang Nghi... means Why?" She didn't explain, the car had already arrived at the hospital. Two bodyguards pressed him down, ignored his struggles, and dragged him into the operating room. Tan Nguyet reassured: "It's okay, just take a nap, you'll be fine when you wake up." I stood outside and watched him being brought in, the door closed, isolating all sounds. "That's it, no more worrying about him running away. Having you with me, Phi To will be more obedient. "I understand my role. Anyway, Tan

Nguyet did not harm him. But at that time, the operating room suddenly became chaotic. Without thinking, I rushed in. Phi To was injected with a sedative, he tried to transform into a fish tail, knocking the doctor away. But the medicine quickly took effect, he crawled a few steps and then passed out. Tail was injured, scratching his hand, bleeding profusely. "Where is this? Do I have the right to know the truth?" He tried to open his eyes. I pulled him onto the operating bed and he fell asleep. Seeing that there was no longer any danger, the doctor continued.