Chapter 2 — Spring Never Ends

“Ha Thu Du, that project is really very urgent.” “Your hand speed is fast, help Man Man share a little, consider that I owe you a favor.” I looked at him and suddenly felt a little funny. You're clearly my boyfriend. Now, because of someone else, he said he wanted to owe me a favor. "I told you, I don't have time." I picked up a tissue to wipe my mouth. Ha Thu Man's eye sockets immediately turned red. "Forget it, A Ky." "Tieu Du doesn't want to help, so that's fine. I'm staying up all night tonight, no matter what." "How can my body stay up all night?" Ha T. Tu Hang was impatient, turned his head and glared at me. "Ha Thu Du, what exactly are you doing? Isn't it just that you didn't install the air conditioner yesterday?" "Then install the air conditioner back in your room, I agree." help her draw.”For the first time I mustered up courage. Saying your true thoughts has been practiced in your heart thousands and thousands of times. The atmosphere fell into awkwardness. "I see you've really grown your feathers and wings! As soon as you got to work, you started confronting your family!" Dad slammed the table with force. The bowl and chopsticks were shaken and made a sound. "I'm full, everyone eat slowly." I stood up and left first. Turn around to hide the moisture in the corners of your eyes. As soon as I left the private room, my phone vibrated in my pocket. This is a message from Van Thanh human resources department. Remind me that the list of admission documents has been sent to my email. Please complete it before next Tuesday and send it back. I opened the keyboard and replied. "Received, I will send it back as soon as possible." Turning my head to look at the closed door of the room. No one was kicked out. Luc Ky sent a text message. "Today I'm a bit inconsiderate, my aunt and uncle are very angry, Man Man is also so sad that she's crying." "Next time I help you arrange an opportunity, please seriously apologize to them." I didn't answer. Erase all conversation history with him for three years. There is no next time. The apology you want will never come. 3 On Monday morning, I sent the completed resignation handover list to the Van Thanh human resources department. Just after finishing packing personal items on the desk in the afternoon, the phone rang. It's Luc Ky. "Ha Thu Du, where are you now?" His voice was a bit hoarse, revealing an impatience he couldn't hide. "Company." I stuffed a photo frame into the cardboard box. In the photo frame is a photo of the two of us together. I just pulled it out, along with the discarded documents, and put them in the paper shredder. "Going home early tonight, something happened." "The last illustration manuscript Man Man submitted was inspected by the collaborator and suspected of plagiarism." I didn't stop, pulling a piece of tape to seal the box. "Oh." I replied in one voice. "The cooperating party's legal department has sent a letter to the lawyer, demanding a large compensation and a public apology." Luc Ky's voice became deeper and deeper. "Don't talk anymore, I'll go home right away." The phone was disconnected. I looked at the dark screen, put the phone in my pocket, hugged the cardboard box and walked towards the elevator. When I pushed open the door, the living room light did not turn on. Only the yellow streetlight from the balcony shined in. The atmosphere was so heavy that people couldn't breathe. Ha Thu Man sat in the middle of the sofa, covering her face and sobbing softly. Mom sat next to her and patted her back, dad frowned. Ha Tu Hang angrily walked back and forth in the living room. Luc Ky sat on a single sofa, holding a half-burning cigarette between his fingers, his expression extremely bad. Seeing me come in, my mother immediately stood up and walked a few steps in front of me. "You're finally home!" She grabbed my wrist, so strong that it caused me a bit of pain. "Something happened to your sister, you have to go help her shoulder this responsibility!" I withdrew my hand and placed my bag on the shoe cabinet in the mysterious gate. "How to carry it?" I looked at her. "Tieu Luc said, as long as someone stands up and admits those paintings, it's evidence that that person accepted private matters.

outside, used to practice hands, the company can push the responsibility onto outsiders." "Your sister is a famous illustrator, there can be absolutely no taint of plagiarism!" "So?" I looked at their impatient looks, my heart cooled down a little bit. Ha T. Tu Hang stopped walking, turned his head to stare at me. "So you should sign this!" His tone was matter-of-fact. "After all, you're just an intern, at worst you'll be fired. Wait for the storm to pass and then look for a new job." I turned my head to look at Luc Ky. He bowed his head, watching the ashes between his fingers fall to the ground. "Is this also your idea?" I asked him. Luc Ky raised his head, his eyes a bit avoiding. But quickly became cold again. "Ha Thu Du, the cooperation party only needs a substitute goat. You sign the paper accepting responsibility, I will silently compensate you. I will also help you arrange your new job." I looked at the man in front of me who had been in love for three years. In order to preserve the reputation of the person he loved in his heart, he naturally wanted to push my career into the abyss. "If you sign, in the future in this industry, you will be completely ruined." I narrate a truth. "Cancel, cancel!" Ha T. Tu Hang lost patience and interrupted me. "What's wrong with destroying that little bit of your broken salary?" Do you have any sense of the big picture?”