Chapter 2 — The Door Closes, You Also Leave

I mustered the last bit of strength and used my hand to smash the door. The voice was so hoarse that even I didn't recognize it.

“I... I'm in here!”

When I open my eyes again. I was in the hospital room. Breathing tube inserted in nose. My throat was dry and sore as if it had been burned by fire. The right hand is covered with a thick bandage. Mother sat beside the bed, her eyes red from crying. Dad stood with his back to the window, his shoulders stiff. I moved slightly. Mom immediately bent down.

“Kha Kha, are you awake?”

I want to open my mouth. But his throat only made a few interrupted sounds. Mom held my hand.

“Don't say it.”

"The doctor said you inhaled too much smoke and damaged your vocal cords. Don't try to speak for now."

I blinked. Right at that moment. There were footsteps outside the door. Can Nghiem walked in. His facial expression was very poor. The chin is covered with green beard. In his hand he also carried a bag of porridge. As soon as he saw me awake, his eyes immediately lit up. Mom stood in front of the hospital bed, not allowing him to go any further. Can Nghiem paused. The voice also lowered.

“Auntie... I just want to visit her.”

Dad turned around. Cold eyes looked straight at him.

“Want to see if it's dead yet?”

Can Nghiem's face immediately turned pale.

“Uncle... I didn't mean that.”

Mom looked at him.

"During the fire, did you carry Tham Nhu out first?"

He replied hoarsely:

“At that time she was closer to the door, I saved the person closest first.”

Mom continued to ask:

“Did my daughter call you?”

The corners of his lips moved slightly. Listen to that. My father's fist clenched tightly. The atmosphere in the hospital room immediately froze. Can Nghiem quickly explained:

“I really intend to go back and save her.”

“But the smoke at that time was so thick, it was also chaotic outside.”

"I'm afraid that if we rush in, neither of us will be able to get out."

I want to laugh. But just smirked. My throat hurts like a knife. It hurt so much that tears welled up in my eyes. Right then. Outside the door came the sound of sobbing. Tham Nhu stood there holding on to the door frame. Apply bandage on the face. His crying eyes were red and swollen like peaches. Just saw me. She immediately rushed forward.

“Kha Kha... you're finally awake!”

“I was scared to death... I really thought I would never see you again...”

Mom immediately raised her hand to stop her.

“Don't touch my daughter.”

Tham Nhu stiffened. Tears immediately fell.

“Auntie... I'm sorry.”

“It's all my fault.”

“You shouldn't move here... you shouldn't bother everyone..."

I raised my eyes to look at her. What she's apologizing for... Is for moving here. Not because of burning candles. It's not because the door is locked. I picked up the phone on the nightstand. My hands were shaking so much I could barely hold them. On the screen is the open notes section. I slowly typed a line of text. Then give it to her. 【Why is the door locked?】 Tham Nhu's face immediately changed. Tears fell even more.

“I was really scared to death.”

“At that time, I was choked by the smoke and my mind was blank.”

“Probably when I was leaning on the door... I accidentally touched the lock.”

I continued typing. 【After going out, she was able to stand firmly.】 Tham Nhu immediately raised her head.

“How can you say that to yourself?”

“I almost died in there too!”

Can Nghiem frowned slightly.

“Tham Nhu's mood is also very bad right now.”

“She didn't mean it.”

“Don't force her anymore.”

I looked at him. Chest hurts to the point of suffocation. Don't know why inhaling too much smoke. Or for something else. I typed a few more words. 【What about me?】 Can Nghiem looked at the text on the screen. Silence for a moment. Then he spoke up:

“But… aren't you saved now?”

The entire hospital room immediately fell silent. My mother's face gradually turned cold. Dad stepped forward. Snatched the bag of porridge from his hand. Throw it straight into the trash.

“Get out.”

Can Nghiem immediately panicked.

“Uncle... I know what I said was wrong.”

“I don't mean to say she's not important…”

My father raised his hand and pointed straight to the door. Tham Nhu was still crying.

"Kha Kha, I really didn't mean it. You know I'm cowardly, I've been afraid of fire since I was little. At that time my mind was completely blank..."

I slowly turned the phone screen towards her. 【Who lit the scented candle?】 Tham Nhu's cries immediately choked up. Can Nghiem turned to look at her.

“Scented candles?”

Tham Nhu's eyes suddenly panicked.

"I... I just burned it for a while because I couldn't sleep. I thought I had already put it out."

I continued typing. 【So why is the heating bag plugged in to charge under the pillow?】 Her face turned a little whiter.

“I was so cold that I... forgot to take it out.”

I quietly looked at her, only to see that the person in front of me was so strange that I couldn't recognize her. This is the person I once wholeheartedly supported. She lives in my house, uses my cups, wears my pajamas. Yet in that very house, where I had told her countless times that she absolutely must not use fire or cover charging devices, she still left the seeds of disaster right in the living room. After the fire broke out, she was carried out by my boyfriend. Then come back... Lock me inside. What she was most afraid of right now was not the fact that I almost lost my life. But you will have to compensate, have to bear responsibility, and have to accept everyone's criticism. My father walked to the hospital bed, his voice softened.

"Kha Kha, don't be afraid. Mom and dad are here."