Chapter 5 — The Autumn of Wen Ninh

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Trinh Ngu Vi staggered and fell into Luc Can Hoa's arms. Luc Can Hoa conveniently supported her, then pushed me back and shouted loudly:

“On Ning, are you crazy?!”

My back hit the corner of the table, causing sharp pain. The glass cup on the table lost its balance and fell to the ground, shattering. The incident happened so suddenly that Luc Can Hoa was also startled. He quickly pushed Trinh Ngu Vi off his lap and pulled me aside:

"Where did you hit? You're so serious, why didn't you know how to avoid it..."

As he spoke, he squatted down to check whether my leg was hit by a piece of glass or not. Seeing that I was not seriously injured, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and said:

"If you're unhappy in your heart, just vent it on me. Why are you angry with Trinh Ngu Vi?"

"Her leg is still injured. If you push her like that and then twist her leg, wound on top of wound, what should I do?"

“Ninh Ninh, I'm your boyfriend, so it's okay for you to be a little spontaneous in front of me.”

"But Trinh Ngu Vi is different. She gives in to you because of her feelings, it's only natural that she doesn't give in to you. Do you understand?"

Luc Can Hoa's tone was much softer than before, and the tense atmosphere gradually subsided.

"Okay, stop saying a few words. Tieu Ninh didn't do it on purpose."

Trinh Ngu Vi pulled Luc Can Hoa's shirt.

"You don't need to tell her for her. Wrong is wrong. I'm teaching her the ethics of treating people."

Trinh Ngu Vi helplessly smiled and shrugged at me:

"He's that kind of person, small things become big things. Tieu Ninh, don't take it personally with him."

"What's the big deal? You always just try to act strong. When you're really hurt, you cry."

"I'm fine. As long as you and Tieu Ninh make up, this little thing is not worth it."

The two of them seemed to have automatically assumed that what had just happened was over. Just a small accompaniment, completely unimportant. They started talking and laughing together again. Trinh Ngu Vi patted my shoulder, pretending to be angry:

"Your boyfriend really has the habit of forgetting you. As soon as he saw you bumping into the table, he immediately threw me aside."

Luc Can Hoa pinched my cheek:

“Little vinegar jar, just because of a little thing, I'm jealous until now.”

They are immersed in their own world of harmony. No one really cares about my feelings. Just like before, when three people walked side by side, I was jostled until I had no room to stand, and they did the same. Luc Can Hoa completely ignored me, just smiled and patted my head, pretending to blame Trinh Ngu Vi:

“Look, what happened when you pushed Ninh Ninh into my house. It made her angry to death.”

The Vietnamese language does not accept:

"Not sure who's cutting in on who!"

Then she joked with me:

"Next time Luc Can Hoa interrupts you, just kick him. It's okay, I have your back!"

"What are you talking about? Don't mistreat children!"

“Oh my, how about hitting me?”

“Do you think I don't dare?”

"Then come. If you don't take action, I will scold you for being a coward!"

The two continued to argue and joke. My dissatisfaction was silently ignored. It's still the same now. I bowed my head and looked at the filtered water filling the ground. Although his leg was not hit by a piece of glass, his pant legs were soaked. The puddle on the floor cannot be turned back into an intact cup. No matter how hard you try to make up for it, pretend you don't No matter how you see it, spilled water cannot be collected. I clenched my fingertips and took a deep breath. Then look at them and say:

“Have you two said enough?”

9

Luc Can Hoa and Trinh Ngu Vi were both stunned.

“Tieu Ninh, are you… still angry?”

Trinh Ngu Vi's smile became forced.

“Shouldn't I be angry?”

I asked back. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word. Luc Can Hoa, standing next to him, already had a dark face.

"Weren't things peaceful just now? Why are you suddenly angry?"

"It's just right. There must be a limit to causing trouble."

Luc Can Hoa can always say the exact words that make others angry. It's like this has become extremely familiar to him. Trinh Ngu Vi didn't even need to say anything, he still looked innocent:

"Did I say something wrong just now? Tieu Ninh, don't be like that. It will be very difficult for us to reconcile..."

“Did we ever make up?”

I said:

“Isn't it just two people claiming to be like that?”

Luc Can Hoa's face was pale, his eyes cold as knives:

"So what do you want? Do I and Trinh Ngu Vi have to kneel down and beg for you to stop being angry?"

“Can you say a few less words?”

Trinh Ngu Vi nudged Luc Can Hoa with his elbow, scolded him a few words in a low voice, then turned to smile at me:

"Tieu Ninh, don't pay attention to him. He's angry so he speaks without thinking."

"Or like this. Anyway, everyone is here, just say all the points that make you angry and uncomfortable."

“Let's talk clearly, okay? We'll fix it.”

Are you talking clearly? I looked at the two people and couldn't help but laugh:

“Okay. Then today I will explain clearly.”

Tinh Ngu Vi expressed his joy:

“Look, isn't that good…”

“I hate you.”

I interrupted her. The smile on her face immediately stiffened.

“Tieu Ninh…”

“Don't call me that.”

"You didn't want to be friends with me in the first place, so why do you have to pretend like that?"

“On Ninh, don't be so unscrupulous!”

Luc Can Hoa interjected:

"When I took Trinh Ngu Vi to the hospital, she always cared about you. How can you say that to her?"

"That's right, Tieu Ninh, you misunderstood me. How could I not want to be friends with you? I..."

“Using your childhood status to flirt with someone else's boyfriend, is that what a friend should do?”