Chapter 4 — Waking up from a Dream Before the Border

That copy was from my fourth-year internship application, and I placed it on the dormitory table. I thought it was just a normal document. It turns out that when someone you trust takes away anything, anything can turn into a knife. The last part was after eleven o'clock last night. Ha Loc Loc: "She's leaving tomorrow, we must pick her up tonight." Chu Khai Minh: "After picking you up, don't show your face, don't leave any traces." Ha Loc Loc: "Okay. Wait until she leaves too, she will know I didn't lie to her." I put down the paper. Fingertips are cold. Police Officer Qin's voice softened: "In the future, you may still need to cooperate with the investigation and testify." I nodded. "I will cooperate." Leaving the office, Ha's mother rushed forward. Her hair was messy and her eyes were very swollen. "Tang Ninh!" My father immediately blocked me. Ha's mother cried and said: "I'm begging you, please tell the police, Loc Loc didn't mean it." "He just reads too many novels, his mind is confused." I looked at her. "She sent the address, phone number, copy of my ID, and itinerary to Chu Khai Minh." Ha's mother choked. Very quickly she cried again: "He doesn't know that he's a bad person!" "I already reminded her." "He doesn't believe it." "If he doesn't believe it, can he hurt me?" I didn't say anything. Ha's mother held the bag handle tightly, her voice trembling. "But aren't you okay now?" I raised my eyes to look at her. This sentence still comes at last. I'm OK. So Ha Loc Loc can be easily ignored. I haven't died yet. So her daughter could be said to be temporarily confused. I calmly said: "You're okay because you called the police." "It's not because she didn't hurt you." Ha's mother's face turned pale. She still wanted to open her mouth, but my mother directly pulled me back. "Go." Behind, Ha's mother cried: "Tang Ninh, he's only twenty-two years old! If he leaves a criminal record, his whole life will be ruined!" My steps stopped a bit. In my previous life, when I died, I was only twenty-two years old. So who destroyed my whole life? I didn't turn around. 7That afternoon, the local police issued an announcement. Don't write my name. But very quickly in school, someone guessed that it was me and Ha Loc Loc. The class group I left, had a classmate take a screenshot and send it to me. In there, the direction of the wind changed very quickly. "I didn't expect that it was actually a gang of scammers." "Ha Loc Loc is so scary, how could he give Tang Ninh's information to others?" "Did we misunderstand Tang Ninh before?" "I already felt that the recruitment news was not trustworthy." I looked at the four words "already felt" and suddenly burst out laughing. Already felt it, but no one advised Ha Loc Loc to stop. Already felt it, but kept advising me to go with her. Before the incident happened, they criticized me for being cold-blooded. After the incident, they were more alert than anyone. The academic advisor called me. She said the school would coordinate with the police to investigate and would also remind students not to bother me anymore. At the end of the call, she paused for a moment. "Tang Ninh, you did the right thing." "Friends are not used to prevent disasters for others." I held the phone, my eye sockets feeling a bit hot. In my previous life, if someone had told me this sooner, maybe I wouldn't have been pulled into that car in fear and guilt. Unfortunately, there are no ifs. I continue with my move. The moving company arrived very on time. I compared the order, employee card, and license plate number, confirmed there were no errors, and then let them deliver the items. When leaving the residential area, the sunshine is very beautiful. I turned my head to look at that building. The curtains on the ninth floor were blown away by the wind. Last night, I almost disappeared from there. No one knows where I was taken. No one knows if I will wake up again. Maybe this life's me will also die in another windowless basement. Luckily. This time, I didn't deliver

My destiny is to give Ha Loc Loc's tears too. In the evening, Ha's mother changed her number to call. I answered the phone and turned on the recording. Her voice was hoarse. "Tang Ninh, the lawyer said that if you were willing to write a letter of forgiveness, it would be beneficial for Loc Loc." "He kept crying, saying he wanted to apologize directly to you." I said, "I haven't seen you." Ha's mother was impatient. "Your love for so many years, is there really no way back?" I looked out the car window. The moving truck is driving on the elevated highway, the city lights light up one by one. My voice was very calm: "Auntie, Ha Loc Loc wants to give her life to an illusion, that is her freedom." "But if she gives my life to human trafficking brokers, that is not an illusion." "It's a crime." On the other end of the phone there was only crying. I hung up and blocked the number. Then delete all contact methods of Ha Loc Loc and leave all public groups. Having finished everything, I put the phone aside. The car door opened a small crack, allowing the night wind to blow in. For the first time, I discovered that a relationship of more than ten years could end like that. Not heart-tearing and lung-tearing. It's not an earth-shattering argument. Just press delete. Then continue moving forward.8The next day, I arrived in the new city. My parents insisted on taking me to the high-speed train station.