Chapter 7 — The Door Closes, You Also Leave

I looked at her. The voice was still hoarse.

“I almost... my life is gone.”

Her face immediately stiffened. She was about to say more. But my father opened the door.

“If you want to discuss compensation, see a lawyer.”

"If you want to talk about feelings... that's fine."

Not long after... Can Nghiem's parents also arrived. After watching the video... His mother immediately slapped him hard.

“Are you crazy?”

"Hua Kha is still stuck in there, why don't you open the door?"

Can Nghiem stood still. Both eyes are bloodshot.

“Mom... I was really scared at that time.”

“I was so scared that I was still able to carry the person out.”

“So scared that I still stood in front of the room door.”

“Just so scared that... you can't save your girlfriend?”

Can Nghiem has nothing more to say. His father turned to look at my father. Heavy voice.

“This... my family will not shirk any responsibility that is due.”

My father did not respond. He just said coldly.

“Your son is no longer my daughter's person.”

“There's no need to come here anymore.”

Can Nghiem immediately raised his head.

“Uncle, Hua Kha and I haven't yet…”

I interrupted.

“We broke up.”

He looked at me. His eyes were bloodshot, covered with blood.

“I don't agree.”

I suddenly found it funny. In a sea of fire... You decided for me that I had to wait. Until now... You still want to decide for me whether to break up or not. I said calmly.

“Whether you agree or not... doesn't change the outcome.”

At that moment... Tham Nhu suddenly rushed forward. She grabbed my blanket.

“Kha Kha... I know it's wrong... I really know it's wrong.”

“Can you not give that video to the police?”

“If everyone on the internet finds out... I'll be scolded to death.”

I lowered my head to look at her. How pitiful she cried. Just like countless times before. Every time it causes trouble. Every time I owe money. Every time I fall in love. Or be blamed by others. As long as she cries... I will soften. But this time... I won't be like that anymore. I looked at her.

“When I asked for help behind that door…”

“Were you ever afraid that I would die?”

She was stunned. I asked again.

“Or what you fear…”

“Am I still alive to go out and find you to settle the score?”

Her lips trembled violently. I slowly pulled the blanket from her hand.

“Tham Nhu…”

“From the moment you turned that lock…”

“We... aren't friends anymore.”

Tham Nhu's cries immediately burst.

"Kha Kha... don't leave me alone. I really only have you left..."

I gently closed my eyes.

“You're not the only one left with me.”

“You still have the police.”

“There is a lawyer.”

“And the compensation bills.”

When her mother pulled her away, Tham Nhu was still crying non-stop. Can Nghiem is still standing. He stood silently at the end of the hallway, as if still waiting for one last chance. Waiting for my mother to buy water. Waiting for my father to come down to pay the hospital fees. Finally, he stopped my wheelchair. I raised my head to look at him. In his hand is a bag of documents.

“Here is a copy of your ID, insurance contract, rental deposit receipt, and also the hard drive containing the previous design I left at your place.”

“I have it all arranged.”

I don't accept.

“Give it to my lawyer.”

His hand stopped.

“Hua Kha... I just want to help you.”

"I don't need it."

His eye rims were red.

“If you were faster that day a little…”

“If I hadn't been held back by Tham Nhu…”

I calmly looked at him.

“It's not like you're being held back.”

His breathing suddenly stopped.

“It was you... letting go of your own hands.”

Just that one sentence... It cut off all of his excuses. His face was pale.

“Hua Kha, I will compensate you.”

"I will pay for the house repair costs."

"I'll also take care of your treatment costs."

“If you want to move to another city, I will go with you.”

"If you don't want to see Tham Nhu anymore, I guarantee I won't interact with her for the rest of my life."

I laughed.

“Can Nghiem…”

“Even now I still don't understand.”

He was stunned. I said slowly.

“I never told you about the losses.”

“I just wanted to tell you…”

“From now on…”

“I will never dare to give my back to you again.”

His lips trembled slightly.

“Do I have to be so cruel?”

I looked straight into his eyes. Every word is clear. Tears fell from his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly fell to his knees. I immediately backed the wheelchair back.

“Don't kneel.”

His movements stopped midway.