Chapter 9 — The Ten Year Lie

When leaving, a familiar black car was parked at the beginning of the alley. Luc Tram Chu stood next to the car, his face haggard. He didn't sleep all night, his beard was growing, and his coat was wrinkled and out of shape. But when he saw me, he reflexively stood up straight. Like he was afraid that I would criticize him for being difficult. "Van Khe." He looked at the bag of documents in the lawyer's hand. "Did you get it?" I didn't answer. He smiled bitterly. "That's good." "Finally, you're no longer blindsided." This sentence sounded like it was coming true. But the next second, he raised his hand to stop me. "Give me the evidence." To Hoai Nghien stepped down from the car. "You dream." Luc Tram Chu didn't look at it, just looked at me. "I don't intend to destroy it." "I want to see it first." "It contains the last photo of Tue Tue." His voice suddenly choked. "I also want to see." This trick is too cruel. Use your father's identity as your entrance ticket. I looked at him coldly. "You don't deserve it." Luc Tram Chu's eyes turned red. "You are her father." "The moment I let go, I was no longer her father." His face was almost transparent and white. Passersby passing by kept turning their heads. Luc Tram Chu lowered his voice. "Van Khe, don't say these words outside." I laughed. "You're still afraid of losing face." Pain flashed in his eyes. "I'm afraid Tue Tue will be gossiped about." "She won't be gossiped about." I said. "The one being gossiped about is me." Luc Tram Chu's gentleness finally cracked. "Do you have to be so heartless?" "It was you who forced me to the end." He stared at me, suddenly. asked: "What about you?" "Are you really not at fault at all?" To Hoai Nghien said angrily: "Do you still dare to blame my sister?" Luc Tram Chu's voice trembled. "That morning, she insisted on taking Tue Tue to kindergarten." "There was a heavy rain warning, she saw it." "She said the unit wouldn't let her leave." "If Tue Tue doesn't go to kindergarten, then nothing will happen." This sentence is like a sentence. The blow was heavy, causing my eyes to go dark. He brought out his deepest self-blame in front of everyone for ten years. To Hoai Nghien tried to punch him again, but was stopped by a lawyer. Luc Tram Chu's eyes turned red. "Van Khe, I don't blame you." "I just want to say, we all have regrets." "Don't put all your hatred on me alone." I looked at him. Suddenly I felt that this man was dirtier than I imagined. He knows where it can hurt me. So every time he couldn't beg, he used da.a.o. "That morning, the kindergarten issued a normal admission notice." I said word by word. "You also said you would come pick me up early in the afternoon." "Luc Tram Chu, don't pull your hand out of the flood and then stuff it on me." His eyes trembled. From behind came the sound of hurried footsteps. Tuong Nguyet Cam led Dao Niem Tu to chase. Seeing the bag of documents in the lawyer's hand, she rushed to grab it. "Can't take it away!" "These things will destroy Niem Tu!" To Hoai Nghien stopped her. During the struggle, the parchment bag fell to the ground. The photo flew out. Dao Niem Tu lowered his head and saw one of the pictures, his whole body stiffened. In the photo, when she was young, the little girl was held in Luc Tram Chu's arms. And underwater, Tue Tue's small hand is sinking. Dao Niem Tu suddenly shouted, raised his foot and stepped on that photo. "Don't look at me!" "All of you, don't look at me!" I bent down to pick it up. The sole of the girl's shoe pressed on the edge of the photo, grinding down hard. "What does it have to do with me if she dies!" "I didn't tell Dad to let go!"10. That "dad" sound exploded at the beginning of the alley. Passersby stopped. The blood on Luc Tram Chu's face disappeared completely. Tuong Nguyet Cam rushed forward to cover Dao Niem Tu's mouth. "Shut up!" Dao Niem Tu struggled and cried: "Why do you have to shut up?" "I've been saying since I was little, it's you."

Take dad back." "Mom said that as long as you're good, dad will come to visit you." "Mom said Aunt To doesn't have the ability to keep a man, that even a daughter deserves to die!" Tuong Nguyet Cam raised his hand and slapped the girl. There was a sharp sound. Dao Niem Tu hugged her face, looking at her in disbelief. Luc Tram Chu took a step forward, then stopped. In the end, he didn't dare to help anymore. I picked up the photo that had been trampled on, and used a tissue to wipe each piece. a little bit. Tue Tue in the photo was so blurry that only the red hairpin remained. Dao Niem Tu cried and looked at Luc Tram Chu. "Dad, say something." "Dad, you said you wouldn't leave me." Luc Tram Chu's throat was blocked. After a while, he whispered: "Don't call me that anymore." The girl was stunned. Luc Tram Chu closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse. "I'm not your father." Dao's face Niem Tu turned pale. "I didn't say that before." "I said that as long as you want, you can always call me that." Luc Tram Chu bowed his head sadly. "It's my fault." This wrong sentence finally fell on their mother and son. But Tue Tue didn't hear it. Tuong Nguyet Cam suddenly laughed, tears streaming down her face. "Luc Tram Chu, you're so cruel." "You coaxed me for ten years, coaxed Niem Tu for ten years." Now that To Van Khe doesn't need you anymore, will you throw us out?"