Chapter 7 — The Ten Year Lie

“Who said I can only breathe here?” “Who hugged Niem Tu and said, if Tue Tue was as good as her, how good would it be?” My chest choked. It turns out that when Tue Tue was still alive, he complained that the house was stuffy. Luc Tram Chu's face turned pale. "Nguyet Cam, don't slander around." Tuong Nguyet Cam's eyes turned red. "I'm slandering?" "I signed up for swimming lessons for Niem Tu, saying she had talent." "I bought her a birthday cake, so she could make a wish." "You said you didn't recognize her face clearly, but you recognized her face when she smiled, her eyes curved like a new moon." "Luc Tram Chu, you fooled To Van Khe, but you couldn't fool her." me.”New Moon. That was the nickname he gave Tue Tue. When she was young, Tue Tue smiled, her eyes curved. He hugged his son and said, Dad's little new moon, Dad just looked at me and recognized me. I stood in place, so cold that my teeth trembled. Luc Tram Chu frantically explained. "At that time, I just transferred my feelings." "I couldn't accept Tue Tue's death. Seeing Niem Tu alive, I felt like I had grasped something." "Van Khe, you and Tuong Nguyet Cam have no relationship." Tuong Nguyet Cam said in a squeaky voice: "If we don't have a relationship, you still give me money every month?" "If we don't have a relationship, you let Niem Tu call you dad?" "No. What relationship did you save her first that day?" She shouted out the most important sentence, even she was stunned. Luc Tram Chu's eyes darkened. "Shut up." That tone made Tuong Nguyet Cam tremble. I suddenly burst out laughing. "You guys are so interesting." "One person uses his daughter as a chess piece." "One person uses guilt as a deep love." "No one is innocent." Dao Niem Tu cried and shook his head. "I don't." I looked at the girl. "You didn't understand when you were young, you didn't understand when you were fifteen years old?" "Today at the hotel, I intentionally called dad." "Just now in the hospital room, I called again." "I know that way of addressing you will hurt." ai.” Her face turned white. Tuong Nguyet Cam protected the girl. "She's just a child!" "She's not a five-year-old child like Tue Tue." I put the red hairpin in my pocket. "She's fifteen years old." Chau Que Lan wiped her tears and said: "Van Khe, that year the kindergarten had an interrogation record about the accident." "My copy has been changed." "I don't dare keep the original, but I know someone might still have it." Luc Tram Chu suddenly. raise your head. Chau Que Lan looked at me. "The person in charge of taking notes that year was the principal's sister, named Tham Tri Nghi." "After that, she quit her job and went back to her hometown to open a small restaurant." As soon as she finished speaking, Luc Tram Chu's phone rang. He lowered his head to look, his face suddenly changed. A name jumped up on the screen. Tham Tri Nghi. 8. Luc Tram Chu doesn't answer the phone. But the phone kept calling over and over again, like asking for my life. To Hoai Nghien directly turned on the speakerphone. A woman's urgent voice came from the other end. "Luc Tram Chu, did Chau Que Lan go look for To Van Khe?" "You promised me that as long as I didn't say anything, I wouldn't let Tuong Nguyet Cam come and cause trouble with me again." "Today she ran to my shop again, saying that if I dared to take out the notes, I would let everyone know that I had changed my testimony that year." The atmosphere in the hospital room suddenly became tense. c.h.or.t. Tham Tri Nghi still doesn't know that this party is on speakerphone. She continued to say: "For the past few years I have not been able to sleep well." "That little girl's voice keeps ringing in my ears." "She called for dad, called for mom, called for help." "I can't stand it anymore." Luc Tram Chu's hand shook. I walked over and spoke into the phone. "Tham Tri Nghi, my name is To Van Khe." The other end immediately went silent. A few seconds later, the woman cried. “Sorry.” “I'm sorry.” Those three words were too light. So light that it couldn't lift Tue Tue's life. I asked: "Do you still have the manuscript?" Tham Tri Nghi choked up. "Yes." "I was afraid that something would happen in the future, so I secretly kept an original handwritten copy." "How many more are there?"

The photo was taken by the shop owner on the canal that year." Luc Tram Chu suddenly turned off the phone. "That's enough." Everyone looked at him. The bottom of his eyes were covered with blood, his whole body seemed to be pushed to the edge of a cliff. "What do you want?" "Want me to be humiliated?" "Want me to kneel in front of the people of the whole city and admit my mistake?" "Okay." "But don't drag Niem Tu into it anymore." I was almost so angry that I burst out laughing. "By now you still protect her." Luc Tram Chu covered his face in pain. "It's not her fault that she survived." "No one said it was her fault that she survived." I said word by word. "It's your fault that because you wanted her to live, you let my daughter die." His body staggered. This sentence finally destroyed all his dignity. Tuong Nguyet Cam still wanted to say, the head nurse came and chased him away. "Patients need to rest, you guys want to rest." Go out and argue." In the hallway, Luc Tram Chu stopped me. "Van Khe, give me a day." "I will explain everything to you clearly." "Come home with me tonight." His voice was low, almost humiliating. Ten years ago he was like that, hugging me and crying, saying Van Khe, don't go, I really can't live. At that time, I softened and stayed. Stayed and became a cloth to cover his humiliation for ten years. "I don't back.” Luc Tram Chu's eyes tightened.