Two people were sitting in the cinema, and the surroundings were deserted. Apparently, the movie wasn't very good, so not many people came to see it. Or maybe this is the last day the movie was shown in theaters, and everyone else has already gone to see it. Bich Quyen sat up straight, her eyes turned to the big screen. The movie they were driving to was simply a romantic movie that wasn't very suspenseful. The male lead and the female lead are friends. There is a beautiful love between the two, but only because of a strange girl, who causes both of them to have an inexplicable misunderstanding. In the end, the girl fell ill and died, and the son could not see his lover's face for the last time.
Le Manh Tuan sat next to her. His heart was full of excitement and discomfort like he was watching the story between him and Bich Quyen. The person who appeared and intervened in their story was Minh Hong. Would there come a time when Bich Quyen, like the main lead female, didn't want to be with him anymore? Tuan did not dare imagine that image of a future without her by his side. Maybe, between the two of them, there were unnecessary misunderstandings. Maybe she didn't want to be with him anymore, but deep down, he still wanted to be with her.
After the movie ended, the lights in the cinema were turned on. Bich Quyen stood up, carrying a bag of uneaten popcorn and soft drinks outside. Her steps were very slow as if she was intentionally waiting for him. The movie ended just in time for lunch. Today, Manh Tuan intentionally booked a table at a hot pot restaurant that Quyen loved. She looked at him, her big round eyes blinking a few times. She didn't seem to think that he remembered how much she liked eating at this restaurant.
- Quyen, about the last text message, I want to hear from you. Can you tell me what happen?
Tuan put a piece of meat into her bowl, his voice low. For a child just over twelve years old like him, it is true that Tuan is much more mature than others.
Dang Bich Quyen didn't say anything like she couldn't remember those messages, or maybe she didn't want to mention them anymore. Bich Quyen lowered her head, quietly ate the meat in the bowl, and silently said nothing. After a long while, she spoke very slowly.
- Don't you already have the answer?
It's been more than a year. Did it still matter what the truth was? What they've been through, they've been through it. Again, it didn't make any sense. But if she repeat it, it's just to give Manh Tuan peace of mind.
He listened to her, silent. He didn't understand, after all, why she didn't want to tell him the truth. It's true that it's been a long time since he misunderstood her enough, but isn't it now that he wants to make up for it? As a man, it was already a great determination that he humbled himself before her. And yet you still don't know how to take this opportunity? Does Bich Quyen really want the relationship between her and him to be unable to hold back anymore?
- You don't care about our relationship anymore?
- Is there any other relationship between us?
As Quyen lowered her chopsticks, she looked up at the face that could not hide the anger of the opposite person. From being friends with Tuan until now, this is the rare time she has seen his face like this. It's also funny! The two have been friends for so long, yet they still don't fully understand each other. Do you have any friends like this? Definitely not. So, until today, Bich Quyen knew that between her and Tuan, there had never really been a thing called friendship.
They couldn't remember how the two finished their meal. Just know that when he took her home, the two of them didn't talk to each other for even a single sentence. Standing at the gate, watching the figure of the son disappear behind the green moss-covered stone walls, she knew that there was nothing left between her and him. She couldn't keep it in any longer.
In fact, Bich Quyen did not want things to happen like this, nor did she want to make Manh Tuan hurt. More than anyone else, she is the one who wants him to be happy, to smile. But, if the two people still maintain their current relationship, what she brings to him will only hurt him. Those who are close to her will be unlucky. She knew for sure that the Tung Lam people would not let her friends rest in peace.
Her vision was blurred, her cheeks wet with hot tears. Bich Quyen couldn't help but sit down, hug her body and cry loudly. She didn't care if anyone came through her door at this moment and found her here, crying bitterly. She also didn't notice the people walking past her and looking at her with strange eyes. Bich Quyen just wants to cry because crying will help her relax a lot.
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Soon after the first-semester exam came, the students in the class rushed back to practice, work, and study. Maybe that's why Tung Lam and the others don't have much time to bother Bich Quyen anymore. But, not having a lot of time doesn't mean doing anything. They still do everything to shield Bich Quyen from becoming more and more isolated. Now, perhaps even the teachers who loved her before don't want to care about Bich Quyen anymore.
Her academic results were not good, in addition to the fact that she no longer often participated in school activities. This more or less made Mrs. Tuyet unhappy. Anyway, Quyen was also an active student in the class. But now it's like this. There have also been many times when Mrs. Tuyet called her to her office to talk and ask questions, but Quyen just said she was fine. Once or twice like that, Mrs. Tuyet didn't care anymore.
- Tuan, lately, do you think Quyen is strange?
Huong Linh patted Manh Tuan's shoulder, worried eyes looking at the girl sleeping at the table with her head down. Linh has never seen Bich Quyen like that, more or less worried.
- She's always been like that. No need to worry about anything.
Tuan put the scratch paper aside and said softly. Since the time he went out with Bich Quyen, he no longer wanted to care about her. This time, he will be determined not to pay attention to the other girl. Whatever she wants, he doesn't care anymore.
- But she's weird. Previously, Quyen could not.
Huong Linh clicked her tongue. She stood up and wanted to see how Bich Quyen was but was stopped by Minh Hong. More than anyone, Minh Hong wants this to happen. The more no one cares about Bich Quyen, the more satisfied Hong feels. Because Quyen is like this, no one will be able to compete with her for rankings anymore.
- What are you keeping me for?
Being held back by Hong, Huong Linh frowned unhappily. Others in the class may not notice, but Linh knows that behind all these things is one man's hand, Hoang Minh Hong. Huong Linh hates the kinds of people who only know how to put others down to improve themselves, like Minh Hong, and doesn't want to be involved with them.
- I just don't want you to get into trouble, Linh. Anyway, now it's not advisable to stick to Bich Quyen. I don't want Tung Lam to bother you again.
Really? Whether you like it or not, it's up to you. You and Tung Lam always said that Bich Quyen was a puppet boss. But you look at yourself and see, what can you do better than Quyen?
Huong Linh pushed Hong's hand away and went to Bich Quyen at the back of the class. Huong Linh's personality is always so frank, she likes to say it out loud and never lies. Are you lying and pretending to be close to people you don't like? Huong Linh can't do it.
Since Minh Hong became class president, has class 6B ever been quiet? In order to bring down Bich Quyen, she constantly concealed the deeds of Tung Lam and the others. Looking at Minh Hong's gloating face, Huong Linh was so angry that her face was red. That kind of person is born to make others hate her.
- Oh, Quyen.
Huong Linh sat down next to Quyen, gently shaking the sleeping girl's body. Bich Quyen was shaken and slowly sat up. She rubbed her eyes a little and then looked at Huong Linh, who was beside her.
- What's up?
Her voice was a little sleepy, it seemed like she was sleeping very well. It's also strange that she slept a lot last night, yet she fell asleep in class like this.
- Do you feel okay? You've been weird lately.
Huong Linh looked at her worriedly. Bich Quyen slept so much that her face was covered with red marks. Sleeping like this, if Mrs. Tuyet knew, she would scold Quyen again.
- It's okay, I'm fine.