Chapter 5 — What you don't keep, others will appreciate

The smile on Giang Ky's face disappeared completely. "Cung Due, are you blaming me? Do you hate me?" "I thought you already knew in your heart that I hated you." The pain reached its peak, but on the contrary, it made me laugh. "Tong Nhiem said, you actually like me, it's just that I pampered you that made you naughty. At first I didn't believe it, but now looking back - you wandered around for a while, didn't you want me to kick Tran Nac, so you could conveniently take my place? "What do you think? Being a bad man, you consider yourself superior to Tran Nac, so I will definitely choose you? "You are wrong. Marriage is freedom. Even if I don't marry Tran Nac, it doesn't mean I will marry you." Jiang Ky's jaws were tense. He advanced step by step, surrounding me in the tight space. Breathing entwined, I felt oppression from him. "This tasteless body also makes me react, Giang Ky, you're right - men are truly not picky." 16 Giang Ky has left. Before leaving, as if venting his anger, he threw the bouquet of flowers and the birthday cake into the trash. Actually, both are very beautiful, it's a pity to be thrown away like that. I withdrew my gaze, returned home, and sat down tiredly on the floor right behind the door. Taking out my phone, I texted a long text to Tran Nac, explaining everything clearly, and proposed to break up. I felt like I had exhausted all my strength, leaning against the wall, not even crying but having no tears left. Actually, I'm not greedy at all. I just want to find a normal person, living a simple, peaceful life. Let's rely on each other, even if there is no love, it's okay - just having limits and having a conscience is enough. But it turns out... just like that is too difficult. 17 Tran Nac didn't see my message until the next day. He kept calling like crazy, I just hung up and called again. But when I actually picked up the phone, both of them remained silent. Having come to this point, it seems like there's no point in saying anything. In the end, Tran Nac only said one sentence: "I'm sorry." It's like everyone is saying sorry to me. But what I need... has never been a "sorry". I hung up the phone, packed up all my belongings related to Tran Nac, preparing to throw them all away. Opening the shoe cabinet, I saw a pair of men's sandals that Giang Ky had once worn. After thinking for a moment, I threw them away. Opening the door, I saw Giang Ky sitting in front of the house. I don't know when he came back, his chin was covered with beard, he seemed to have stayed up all night, his body was a bit disheveled but still awake. Seeing me, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, then fell silent. “I said first, if you want to say sorry then stop it.” I said coldly. “A cheap apology only makes people disgusted.” He stood up and asked me: "Between us... is there really no possibility left?" "Are not." "Once unfaithful, never do it again for the rest of your life. Too cruel." Giang Ky smiled wryly, "But you're right." He raised his hand, as before, wanting to pat my head. I took a step back, his hand touching empty space. But Giang Ky has always been stubborn. Unable to pat my head, he grabbed my wrist and bit me aggressively. Before I could cry out in pain, he let go. "Cung Due, next time you want to be nice to someone, look carefully. Indulging without limits will only make people encroach on you. Be careful when you take back those nice things, the other person will come back and bite you back." “I won't I won't remember you forever, one day I will forget you. I will no longer be jealous, no longer angry. There are countless women who like me, very soon I will forget you.” I was silent for a long time, then said: "Then... I wish you happiness." 18 Side Story – Giang Ky When Cung Due was 32 years old, she finally got married. The groom is 5 years younger than her, everyone can see that he extremely pampers her. At the wedding party, Giang Ky came uninvited and gave him a thick red envelope. So thick that the person receiving the gift secretly glanced at him several times, afraid that he would come... to steal the bride. Giang Ky thought, this person is really imaginative, he doesn't have a chance to steal the bride anymore. The hotel where the wedding was held was high-end. It was said that the groom's family was very wealthy and his appearance was a popular style. Overall, not only is he as excellent as Giang Ky, the opponent even has an age advantage. Giang Ky laughed self-deprecatingly — it turns out he's not the only one with eyes to see. He didn't plan to go to the party, the craving for a cigarette came, he retreated to the bathroom, puffing on cigarette smoke. Smoking is a bad habit that Giang Ky acquired after breaking up with Cung Due. After all these years, he finally "quit" Cung Due, but could not quit smoking. Cigarette smoke vaguely obscured his vision, and an uncertain itch arose in Giang Ky's heart. Did he… really forget Cung Due? Just as he extinguished his cigarette, the bathroom door was pushed open. The groom walked in wearing a suit, with a wedding flower on his chest. Giang Ky was stunned for a second. That person smiled politely at him, went to the sink, washed and adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror. “Today is my wedding.” The groom suddenly opened his mouth. In that moment, Giang Ky felt like a miserable failure. “My bride's name is Cung Due, do you know her?” Giang Ky made a vague sound, not sure if he was admitting or denying. “I know you. My name is Giang Ky.” Giang Ky was completely dumbfounded. “So surprised?” The groom laughed. “Due Due told me everything. With her personality, she definitely won't send you a card, right? "Actually, a proper ex-lover should be like dead. Look at Tran Nac, very reasonable. Even though he sent a congratulatory money to Due Due, he didn't come to the wedding. "And you came - that's fine. Having never seen her before, I actually felt a bit uneasy. Now that we've met, there's nothing special, absolutely incomparable to me." The groom glanced at Giang Ky from head to toe with disdainful eyes: "You don't know how difficult it is for Due Due to pursue. I had to spend a lot of effort to marry her, so I absolutely couldn't let myself be seduced by the promiscuous men outside. "Okay, my wedding is about to start. My ex-lover, do you want to sit and watch the ceremony?" Giang Ky almost ran away. He remembered many years ago, when he first met Cung Due. He extravagantly enjoyed her sacrifice, and was always jealous because Tong Nhiem occupied so much of her mind. He was jealous, he felt unwilling, he wanted to let Cung Due see clearly - that close friend was not sincere towards her. He was successful. Cung Due finally saw through Tong Nhiem's true face. The price is to lose her forever. Actually, after reuniting, he had no intention of getting married marry her. But ironically, Tran Nac and Cung Due were always sweet and intimate right on the balcony outside his office. He hid in the dark, through the one-way mirror, peeping at that scene day after day, and then became crazy. All of that… should have been yours! Why can Cung Due be given to someone else? Jealousy distorted his reason, making him increasingly extreme. In the end, there's no turning back anymore. In fact, if from the beginning he had frankly acknowledged... Cung Due's personality, perhaps they could still be friends. Haven't you forgiven Tong Nhiem? Jiang Ky walked out of the hotel in a daze. Actually, being friends... is fine. At least, it's better than never having anything to do with each other again. Everything spun, his eyes went dark, he fell down. In his confusion, he seemed to really see himself reaching out to Cung Due at the age of eighteen, politely smiling and introducing: "Hello Cung Due, I'm Giang Ky." (Complete text)