Chapter 2 — Sweet for You

4It's strange. The advisor called in the middle of the night, so why did Tieu Duyet Ninh also misunderstand? Obviously I'm in the dormitory, nothing can happen. Without thinking much, I scrolled back through the chat history. At first it was still very normal. Tieu Duyet Ninh maintained his familiar polite demeanor and politely asked me about the startup project application format. I glanced at the time the message was sent: 11:05 a.m. Exactly five minutes after I sent my confession. Suddenly I laughed softly. So Tieu Duyet Ninh is also sometimes embarrassed by small things like this? Even though that part is indeed the part I'm in charge of answering, I thought you would read the instruction file carefully yourself, no need to ask more. So I never thought I would take this opportunity to talk to him. Yet... Not receiving a response, he immediately sent six or seven messages. I don't understand why, but then I deleted it all. Next came a series of messages, sent almost every other day: • "Friend Chu, sorry for bothering you like this, but can you answer me?" • • “Friend Chu, I saw on your personal page that you were going to the city center today. Can I take the liberty of asking what time you went?” • • "Chu Tich, I don't know if you're angry because I invaded your privacy, but I'm really worried. I asked your classmates, they said you're going out tonight, to the center, right?" • • “So Tich! Can you please reply to the message? I'm really worried. I know you might not understand, but I'm going crazy! I'm going to call your advisor to confirm the situation, I hope you don't get angry.” • • … • After reading the series of messages, I sat blankly on the bed, not knowing what to do. Tieu Duyet Ninh... sent the wrong person? In the end, who are you so worried about? Surely not me, right? Next to me, Tieu Quan heard me whispering and enthusiastically poked me with his hand: "Chu Chu, what are you thinking? Chu! Tich! People have clearly texted your name, why are you still doubting? In my opinion, that person is a..." I interrupted in panic: "Yes... it could be the same name." Opposite was Tieu Quan's "speechless" eyes. I pursed my lips and remained silent. I also understand, that possibility... is too small. But… how is that possible? I looked at the mirror on the table, unconsciously touched my cheek: "He doesn't even recognize me, why does he care so much about me?" There was a time when I mustered up the courage to greet him. He just coldly glanced over, then turned his head to continue chatting with the person next to him. Even more distant than the way he treated strangers. While thinking, the sound of ting-dong echoed loudly in the quiet room. New message notification. A recording. I was stunned, not daring to open it. Made him worry all night, even bothering the counselor... They were right, I was really a troublesome person. Tieu Quan couldn't stand my hesitation, so he directly opened it, leaned close to his ear and listened. Tieu Duyet Ninh's voice came out - hoarse, tired but still gentle: "Friend Chu, I'm really sorry, I sent too many messages, I must have bothered you. If you haven't read it yet, there's no need to turn it over, it's not important." He stopped for a moment and smiled slightly: "Let's just say I took the wrong medicine and talked nonsense. Friend Chu, if I have the chance I will definitely apologize to you personally."