Chapter 5 — The Case of Theft During a Power Outage

As soon as the cabinet door opened a small crack, three arms stuck out at the same time: Truong Lam Duy held a black card between his fingers: "Swipe as many as you want." Chu Tu Ngon held up the bright red rose book: "180 houses, all transferred to my name." Luc Vien Xuyen: "I lead you to Master rank every day, serving you 24/7." I deliberately sighed: "Is that all? Isn't there anything more practical?" BAM! - The closet door was kicked open, three people rolled into a ball and fell to the ground. Truong Lam Duy lost two shirt buttons, Chu Tu Ngon's tie was tilted to the side, Luc Vien Xuyen's hair was messy as if he had been electrocuted. At this moment, my brother's voice rang out from downstairs: "To To! Do you keep an elephant in the closet?!" The three people froze in place, then chaotically rushed toward the balcony, intending to climb out and hide. As a result, one pulled the other, one tripped the other, everyone tried to run away, in the end... no one could escape. “Who dares to run?!” - My brother kicked the door in, holding his phone ready to record a video: "Line up! One by one, tell the truth!" The three people immediately pointed at each other: "It's him!" My brother turned the camera back to me: "To To, tell me, what do you think? Do you like any of the three names?" I looked at the three messy - disheveled - men lying before my eyes, laughing out loud. "She..." - I deliberately prolonged my voice - "Just likes to see you guys fighting for me. As for the real standards..." I slowly said: "190 - 78 - 19." My brother was dumbfounded: "190cm, 78kg, what about 19? Age?" Luc Vien Xuyen smiled brightly, revealing his white teeth: "Don't worry about this, I have it all. Only 19 years old is mine!" Chu Tu Ngon lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I'm enough." Truong Lam Duy laughed coldly: "You're old and you're still pretending? I remember your 21st birthday just passed last month." Chu Tu Ngon spoke faintly, his voice terrifyingly calm: "Who said the number 19 is age?" He slowly continued: "It could be... about." … The entire room was dead silent. My brother looked at the three people in front of him with an expression like he was constipated: "Damn, I don't usually see people like that!" Truong Lam Duy was silent for a moment, then curled his lips: "Coincidentally, I also qualify." Luc Vien Xuyen stood still: "Huh? This is not a derelict land!" I was dumbfounded, thinking to myself: "Wow... If I find out that you guys hang dried chili peppers on a big tree, don't blame me for being cruel." My brother sighed: "To To, tell me again your criteria for choosing a boyfriend. So they know how to retreat!" Without hesitation, I switched on lecture mode, my voice as if I was reading an application form: "First, be young and handsome. Best forever 25 years old. Second, tall, long legs, firm waist, curvy butt. Six pack or eight pack is fine, as long as you look at it, you can be presentable when taken out on the street. Third, be filial. Treat my parents even better than his biological parents. Fourth, remember all the birthdays and holidays of all relatives on both sides, and prepare gifts." Fifth, the relationship is as clean as a blank page. Virginity is the best dowry for a man. Sixth, know how to do housework, be thoughtful, and take care of the family. Seventh, have a stable job, but don't be too busy when you need it. Call it and it will come, shout it and it will come." As soon as I finished speaking, three men almost simultaneously took a step forward. Chu Tu Ngon calmly said: "I work in the financial and investment industry and can work remotely. The maid's phone number is already saved in my phone. But if you want me to cook personally, just say so: I have a high-level nutrition certificate.” Truong Lam Duy smiled slightly, casually unbuttoning two more buttons, revealing his sharp collarbones and firm chest: "5-star gym VIP card, you can check it out anytime you want. What about work?” – he shook the phone – "My home's gallery camera system is connected directly to the device, I have as much time for you as I want." Luc Vien Xuyen does not tolerate: "I am a future athlete, dog waist - curvy butt - full physical strength." He took out his phone, pressed it and held it up: “Look! For my whole family's birthday, I have it all set up in the calendar reminder app like a competition event. The model of a filial man." My brother couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "You guys... are you really serious about competing?!" I smiled slightly: "Then let's make the test fair." I threw that sentence out like a smoke bomb, then turned around and went upstairs, not forgetting to say the last sentence: "Oh yes, tomorrow morning I want to eat a 3-star Michelin breakfast. Eggs boiled in warm mineral spring water, 1982 cow's milk, and… a talking pancake.” All three people: “???” Talking pancake???” Seeing that they all started to seriously go online to search for... pancakes with artificial intelligence, my brother rolled his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "This world... is finally crazy the way I want it to be." … It's been a year since I opened the most epic "kissing investigation" in the history of love affairs in... the closet. That was also the day three elite men argued over me to the point that they almost broke the railing of the second floor balcony. Each person has used their own way to "market themselves" for a year. • Truong Lam Duy sends roses every week - inside are hidden gym discount coupons and handwritten love letters, to the point where the flower delivery staff calls me "sister-in-law". • Chu Tu Ngon, every holiday, prepares gifts for all my relatives on my behalf. My mother said emotionally:

“Why don't you marry him already?” • Luc Vien Xuyen is a rough but honest person. Every time I was under pressure, he would drag me out for a jog, play games, drink milk tea, then sit quietly while I cursed life.

To be honest, I thought I wouldn't be able to choose anyone. Until one rainy day, I caught the flu and was so tired that I lay down in my room, not bothering to text anyone. About 30 minutes later, the doorbell rang. I shouted loudly: "I didn't order any food!" A familiar deep voice rang out: "It's not food. It's someone who came to cook for you." Chu Tu Ngon, wearing a white shirt wet from the rain, carrying a bag of food and a box of medicine, stood quietly in front of the door. He didn't say much. Just carefully cook porridge, measure the temperature, put a pillow... then sit next to the bed and read a book to me as if lulling a child. Before I fell asleep, he gently held my hand, his voice very light: "If you still don't want to choose anyone, that's okay. But if one day you're tired... I'm always here." I pretended to sleep, but tears fell onto the pillow. At that moment I understood - I had the answer a long time ago. 【Three months later – Wedding】 The wedding ceremony was simple. Only close friends, small space, big wedding cake and... a wardrobe wedding photo tool. Truong Lam Duy attended, wearing a white vest, winking: "To To, if he dares to bully you, you just need to say one word. My closet is still empty." Luc Vien Xuyen brought his new girlfriend and patted my shoulder: "Congratulations. You finally officially have someone in your closet." I smiled, holding my husband's hand - Chu Tu Ngon. He leaned into my ear and whispered: "From now on, your wardrobe will only be for hanging wedding dresses and nightgowns. No one else will be put in there." I nodded. Finally, in that game of "The Werewolf publicly flipped cards", I chose the person who would give up all his masks for me - and willingly volunteered to be "the only person stuffed in the closet".