Chapter 2 — That Tich Is No Longer Waiting For You

"Can you ask Ms. Khuong to help us hold the phone for a bit?" "Or... ask Ms. Khuong, who is out of the frame, to answer for me?" "My ex-lover knows that Co Lam has a girlfriend of three years, I'm afraid he will be suspicious." "If Ms. Khuong can personally say a word of congratulation, he will definitely believe..." She borrowed Co Lam, the marriage certificate and the ring, which wasn't enough. She also wanted me to stand next to her and prove that this marriage was real. 4Tong Thi Am finished speaking, the phone was still ringing. Co Lam rejected her first: "Don't drag Di Tran in." Tong Thi Am turned off the screen and said: "Sorry, I was so scared. I'm just afraid he will continue to laugh at me, I don't want to hurt Ms. Khuong." She clasped the phone in her palm. Co Lam looked at her and didn't say no anymore. I asked him: "How do you want me to cooperate? Standing next to your wife holding the phone, wishing you two a happy wedding?" Co Lam's face was unsightly: "Don't say that. I know who the person in your heart is." I said: "I don't know. The person in my heart doesn't have a marriage certificate." Mother Co took a step forward: "Di Tran, stop worrying. It's okay for Thi Am to pass today, you and Tieu Lam will still have it later." Co Lam also lowered her voice: "Di Tran, I've had you for three years, today she only has you for one day." It turns out that in his eyes, love can also be calculated like that. I've had three years, so today I have to give in. She only has one day, so she can take away my title, my ring, and my wedding date. My finger touched the USB in my pocket. Tong Thi Am's phone rang again. She took one look at Co Lam and picked up the video camera. A man's voice appeared on the screen: "Is this your husband? Who is the woman next to him?" Tong Thi Am's hand holding the phone stopped. Co Lam took a step forward, blocking her face. I stood in place, no one looked at me. Co Lam turned her head to look at me, her voice lowered very low: "Di Tran, please stay away from the camera first." This is my wedding planning party. On the table there was a red envelope for the meeting, under the menu was a red piece of paper with the wedding date written on it, and in the bag was a commemorative video. But now, he told me to stay away for a bit. My mother stood up and pulled me: "Di Tran, let's go." Co's mother immediately blocked the door: "Go now, everyone outside will say that the Khuong family doesn't understand. Di Tran, calm down a bit, don't take things to the point of being heartless." Co Lam also looked at me, with guilt in her eyes, but still said: "Just say one thing, today was just a misunderstanding. When I go home, I will explain to you." I asked: “What misunderstanding?” His throat moved: "Just say you and Thi Am are just friends helping each other, don't make a big deal out of it." I looked at him for a long time. Perhaps he still thought that with just a few words of coaxing, I would give in. I called the waiter: "The screen projection I just ordered in advance, can I still use it?" Co Lam was stunned, thinking I wanted to help him save face, his face softened: "Di Tran, don't make a big deal of it, let's go home and talk." I took the USB and gave it to the waiter: "No need to go home, play it right here." Tong Thi Am looked at Co Lam uneasily. Co Lam frowned: "Di Tran." The screen lit up and a voice message appeared on the screen. Co Lam's voice from half a year ago rang out. "Khuong Di Tran, on That Tich day, I will give you a status that no one can take away." Everyone looked at him. I looked at Co Lam, then looked at the marriage certificate in Tong Thi Am's hand. "Co Lam, now in front of your wife, say it again." 5No one in the room said anything. Co Lam's voice was still on the screen, the sentence "reputation that no one can take away" was like a slap, falling on his face. He reacted first, reaching out to get the thing

control on the table: “Turn it off.” I blocked his hand. "Didn't you tell me to prove it was just a misunderstanding today?" I looked at him, "I'm proving this." Co Lam's hand stiffened in midair. The voice message on the screen continues to play. That was half a year ago, when my father was hospitalized, he sent a voice message to me in the hospital hallway. In the background, there was also the sound of a nurse pushing a cart passing by. "Di Tran, the day I leave the hospital, I will come to your house to propose. Don't be afraid, I won't let you shoulder the burden alone." When my mother heard this sentence, tears immediately fell from her eyes. That night, Co Lam literally watched all night. He ran to pay hospital bills for me, bought hot porridge for my mother, and sat outside the hospital room at three o'clock in the morning answering work messages. That's why I believe him. That's why the pain is so obvious today. Co Lam called out to me in a low voice: "Di Tran, don't play anymore." I asked: "Why can't it be broadcast? Did you force me to say these words?" He couldn't answer. The next voice message rang out. "Tong Thi Am is just the past. Khuong Di Tran, I will not let you suffer because of her." Tong Thi Am's face finally turned pale. She kept her head bowed, the dignity she had just barely maintained, cracks appeared after this sentence. She said softly: "Miss Khuong, I really didn't know there were these things between you two..."