Thuc Nghi doesn't like plants very much, but this place is so lonely, with a few flowers and leaves, the fresh air feels much brighter.
In the evening, Truong Tinh Han crossed her arms in front of her chest, stood tall in the middle of the house and asked:
- Miss Nha told me to teach you to study, you open the book!
Thuc Nghi did not take her eyes off the phone, flatly refused:
- No need, I can learn by myself!
- How can you learn? Your grades in class were already low.
- But still in the same class as you! If I am flat, you're on par with me!
Truong Tinh Han pouted:
- Then I'll leave you alone! If you need help but don't have anyone to help, just ask me, don't be shy, I'm not as narrow-minded as you, I'll always be ready to help.
- Oh I'm too shy! - Thuc Nghi muttered.
Another night without blankets and pillows. Thuc Nghi lay still, feeling a little sorry for taking the medicine. Usually, the doctor who prescribes it will give more sleeping pills, for some reason, after taking this medicine, she is even more awake than before.
It's so hard to sleep now, how can she wait until the end of the long night? After all, what medicine did Cao Truc cut for her but it was so effective, making it impossible for patients to sleep when they needed to sleep the most! It's a doctor's shit!
At night, Thuc Nghi suddenly woke up. There seemed to be a loud noise upstairs. She doesn't know what game Mac Tu Huan is playing at night, but maybe it's just a dream, if it wasn't a dream, Truong Tinh Han would know what to do. Thuc Nghi continued to close her eyes, trying to absorb the smoldering cold through her skin.
A moment later, there was a loud sound of chair pulling from above. This time, Thuc Nghi did not open her eyes in a hurry, but listened to see if Truong Tinh Han opened the door or not. But waited a long time and still nothing was heard.
Could it be that Truong Tinh Han slept so soundly? What if the boy gets sick at night? Or is it that Truong Tinh Han has already checked, but it's just too light that she can't hear any sound? Thuc Nghi thought so, and closed hể eyes with peace of mind.
This time she heard staggered footsteps, but only for a few seconds. Then she heard someone calling her name. Thuc Nghi closed her eyes, pretending that she didn't hear anything, see nothing, and know nothing. The young, clear voice called her name again. The more she decided to lie still, not to wake her up at this time, in this scary house, with these evil people, there would be no one to ask for help. Just go to sleep for a while, then wake up tomorrow morning, if she can't get up, that's it!
Mac Tu Huan stopped calling Thuc Nghi, spread a blanket over her, then carefully lifted her head and pressed the pillow down. Then the room fell into silence again.
Thuc Nghi lay for a while longer, suddenly felt strange, so she opened her eyes and looked back. Mac Tu Huan was curled up on the ground, leaning his head on the chair and fell asleep. Maybe there's a problem upstairs in his room. But why not come and call Truong Tinh Han, but bring the blanket down here to sleep? Or is it normal that he still sleeps here at night, now that she has occupied it, he has lost his place? It's unlucky! He should have stopped her coming here. But he's small, can lie on the other side? Isn't there just one chair here? Thuc Nghi sat up with her hands on her back and patted Mac Tu Huan's shoulder. He rubbed his eyes, slowly raised his face to look at Thuc Nghi.
- Why are you sleeping here? - Thuc Nghi whispered.
Only then did Mac Tu Huan begin to answer:
- There's someone in the room.
- Who's in the room?
- Don't know.
Thuc Nghi covered the blanket across her mouth to yawn slightly, then asked again:
- Why don't you call Truong Tinh Han?
- Tinh Han has already locked the door. Tinh Han slept very soundly.
How can she not wake up with such a loud noise? She is sleep, not die!
Thuc Nghi was extremely angry. But at night is the time to rest, no one has the strength to be angry, especially in such a scary situation.
She grabbed the blankets and pillows and turned on the electric switch, then waved Mac Tu Huan to go towards the stairs.
- Come up here! See what's going on?
Mac Tu Huan hesitated for a moment, then quietly followed. Truong Tinh Han really locked the door, knocked several times but didn't respond to anything.
Thuc Nghi turned to banging on the door, clearing her throat and shouting:
- Tinh Han! Tinh Han! Truong Tinh Han!
Truong Tinh Han ran to open the door, her eyes were still tight, but she couldn't see anyone.
Truong Tinh Han asked, her voice still hoarse:
- Is something wrong?
- Called and didn't see you answer, I thought something was wrong with you, but it's fine!
Truong Tinh Han turned on the light to light up, frowned and asked:
- Is Mr. Huan awake?
- Do you hear noises in the next room?
- What noise?
- Of course you didn't hear it! Sleep like the dead! How many blankets do you have?
Truong Tinh Han is still sleepy, but her eyes have begun to open a little bit wider, as she went in to get things, she answered:
- There is a thin summer cover. Let me borrow your pillow.
Thuc Nghi took advantage of a glance. The blanket on Truong Tinh Han's bed is very thick, a winter blanket. It's only April, it's already warm and hot, but it's a bit colder here at night, and she still hasn't changed her blanket. The blanket was folded neatly anyway, probably unused.
Thuc Nghi looked down at Mac Tu Huan and said softly:
- Take Tinh Han's blanket.
Mac Tu Huan obeyed, took the things in Truong Tinh Han's hand. Truong Tinh Han couldn't bear to let the boy carry the blanket, so she took the initiative to suggest:
- Let me carry it. Where are you going to take it?
- Go to the boy's room.
Truong Tinh Han did not pay much attention, closed the door of the room and volunteered to go first, letting Thuc Nghi and Mac Tu Huan follow. Truong Tinh Han opened the door and turned on the light, seeing that there was nothing strange in the room, she asked curiously:
- What sound did you say?
Thuc Nghi looked at Mac Tu Huan. He just stood there and didn't answer. After all, the chairs are still neatly arranged next to the table, nothing has fallen on the floor, it is possible to say that Mac Tu Huan is hallucinating. But Thuc Nghi is definitely not hallucinating, so there's no need to blame him for disturbing others late at night.
Thuc Nghi said:
- All right, go back to sleep.
Truong Tinh Han is still struggling:
- Do you need me to stay with you?
Thuc Nghi rolled her eyes and asked softly:
- You want to share a room with my fiancé? Worth thinking about! But I can't decide for this, you ask him!
Truong Tinh Han squatted down so he could face Mac Tu Huan, softly asked:
- Do you need me to stay with you?
Mac Tu Huan lowered his head to look at his feet, thought about it, then nodded firmly. Truong Tinh Han waved Mac Tu Huan to the bed, extremely apologetic:
- I was a bit tired from work all day, it must be difficult to wake up, sorry! You lie on this side, I will lie on this side, Thuc Nghi...
Mac Tu Huan looked up at Thuc Nghi without saying anything. Thuc Nghi hummed in satisfaction:
- I'll go downstairs to sleep, if there's a ghost in the room, I can't help anything even if i die!
There is an ancient tree in Trung Duong, the bark is rough, the leaves are black, the flowers can make poison, and the fruits can be used as medicine. Taking it's sap into ink can turn the wish written on paper come true.
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