Chapter 11 — Spring, Beautiful Scenery That Can't See Each Other

Her name was engraved in flying capitals, beautiful but like it was scratching his eyes. He tremblingly reached out his hand, gently stroked the words, then hugged the tombstone tightly, letting his forehead gently touch her name engraved on the stone. "Yen Yen... I'm sorry..." From that day on, Co Canh Trinh locked herself in her room, only drinking alcohol all day. He wanted to get himself so drunk that he could see Pho Minh Yen again in his dreams. But whether it was because she was too disappointed, or because he was too indifferent, she never visited him once. He threw the empty wine bottle away, letting it roll into the corner of the room. Suddenly, a white hand picked up the bottle of wine. "Canh Trinh, why do you drink so much wine?" He raised his head and, in a drunken stupor, vaguely saw a white shadow standing right in front of him. That figure... that voice... is exactly like Pho Minh Yen! "Yen Yen?" He staggered up from the ground, rushed forward and hugged that person tightly. "Yen Yen, is it you? You finally agreed to come see me. Do you know, how much I miss you..." The person in his arms - Tham An Nhien - was startled by the sudden hug, and only let out a soft moan. But the man didn't seem to notice at all, continuing to whisper words of regret. Hearing him constantly calling Pho Minh Yen's name, Tham An Nhien's eyes immediately flashed with resentment. Why does he love her so much? How long has she been dead, why can't he turn around and look at me? Furthermore, she is carrying his child! Thinking of the child, she quickly retracted her hateful eyes and gently spoke: "Canh Trinh, it's you... it's An Nhien..." Those words were like a heavy punch hitting reality, causing Co Canh Trinh to completely wake up from the illusion. He immediately pushed Tham An Nhien away, his eyes gradually became clear - then gradually turned into hatred and disgust. Immediately after that, he waved his hand and squeezed Tham An Nhien's neck, his eyes seemed to contain a storm. "Tham An Nhien, do you want to die?!" Having said that, he violently threw her down on the sofa! Tham An Nhien was in pain all over her body. She reflexively hugged her stomach, her face pale as she looked at the man who was gradually approaching. "Canh Trinh... you... what are you doing?" Co Canh Trinh looked at her with cold eyes, no longer gentle like before. "I warned you from the beginning - never appear in front of her!" "Why do you still have to go and provoke her?!" "Do you know that the things you sent her killed her?" no?!" Tham An Nhien was stunned, but quickly tried to sit up, fear filled her eyes, she knelt down in front of him, tears streaming down her face. "Canh... Canh Trinh, I don't want that either... It's just that I think... if our child is born, it will be called an illegitimate child... I'm so scared..." "I don't want my child to have that identity, that's why I did those things..." "I know I'm wrong... please, for the sake of the child in my belly... Can you forgive me?” She cried and shook her head, hoping the man in front of her would soften his heart again. But she forgot one thing — Co Canh Trinh is a man who never accepts being threatened. Furthermore, she was the indirect culprit that caused the death of the person he loved the most. He looked at her for a long time. The face he once loved was now ugly and dirty, making him feel nauseous. Co Canh Trinh bent down, raised her chin with his hand, coldly smirked... "Forgive you? Okay." Tham An Nhien immediately stopped crying, her eyes also lit up. She knew right away how much Co Canh Trinh loved her, he definitely couldn't bear to see her cry. Before the corners of his lips could curl into a smile, he heard a chilling, chilling sentence from him: "Then go down there and make amends with her!"

Tham An Nhien immediately turned pale. She kept begging the man in front of her, begging him not to be so cruel. But Co Canh Trinh was still cold and unmoved. Finally, she let go of his trouser leg, bowed her head, and suddenly burst out coldly laughing: "Co Canh Trinh, do you really think I killed Pho Minh Yen?" She raised her head, her eyes filled with bitter sarcasm. "You were the first person to like my body, the one who threw me on the bed." "You were the one who pampered me, bought me expensive jewelry, took me to meet your friends and family, and even said that you loved me - Except for my reputation, anything can be given to me!” “You are the one who abandoned her time and time again to come find me!” “It was you who allowed me to conceive your child!” “I dared to provoke her, wasn't it because you tolerated me from the beginning?” “Now that she's dead, you're blaming me?!” Co Canh Trinh's eyes darkened, looking at her was like looking at a farce. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the door was pushed open.