Silently Beside You

confession.

Today's vegetables are very fresh, making sauteed cabbage with garlic.

She loves kimchi soup, so she decided to make it.

Gia Linh was busy working until evening. The soft music continued until her friends arrived at the house.

Gia Linh had just finished bathing and was drying her hair when the doorbell rang.

King kong…

Lach.

"You guys get off work early." Gia Linh smiled and opened the door.

The Anh held a rather bulky box in his hand, followed by Nam Anh.

"Hi, ma'am." Nam Anh hugged Gia Linh lightly and went into the house.

"Hello, I heard Nam Anh called me to leave work early to come and drive her over here." Then Anh entered the house and spoke.

Nam Anh sat down on the sofa and took off his hip bag: "I brought grapes, please wash them and let them soak in saltwater. My mother said it is time to leave childhood with pesticides, for safety, every thorough a little.

"SoI would tuck box of grapes into the kitchen. On the table, this time has served a lot of delicacies."

Why put So many grapes for me? Do you still have them?" Gia Linh said while walking into the kitchen,

"She has another box in her place, so rest assured that it's not much." Then he put the box of grapes on the kitchen table. Then go to tap handwashing.

Male, He picked Mun went on standing desks hands fully open lid food out. "Today, she makes many dishes."

"I'm making the British eat there, stroll hours like starved, skinny out. "Carina smiling reply.

so He wiped his hands and sat down on his seat." I'm walking now eat much without seeing sharks' reviews.

"Maybe so stay up there. Go to bed early, and you will gain weight." Nam Anh put Mun down and went to wash his hands,

"I can't sleep early. Stay in bed until 2 am." Then he opened the bottle of wine, poured it into a glass, and passed it to Gia. Linh,

"Since you don't have a lover, find someone, then there's a reason to go to bed early." Nam Anh took the glass of wine that The Anh had just poured and went to his seat.

"Did anyone introduce me to you? But I'm running on deadlines all day, so I don't have time to meet anyone."

"If you're so tired from working at that JYL, then take a break. Stylist is not a lotus who runs on deadlines all day." Nam Anh emphasized.

Suddenly, The Anh and Nam Anh was working alone without an appointment but looked up at each other.

They say names that who shouldn't know. The cheerful atmosphere suddenly turned awkward. The room was suddenly quiet, only listening to the musical music outside.

Then Anh narrowed his eyes and frowned in Gia Linh's direction. Nam Anh also frowned to show 'say something.'

"Nam Anh is right, and if you're too tired, you should rest there and work in a new place. You're so talented, and you don't need to cling to anything to get tired!" Gia Linh spoke softly.

"Ah...haha. I also thought I would quit my job at JYL. I was thinking of applying for Anh Duong, but I still have to work for the rest of the month before I can quit." Then Anh laughed to make the atmosphere a little more lively.

"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's raise a glass to our dearest friend." Then Anh raised the wine glass to the middle of the table, Gia Linh and Nam Anh happily clap.

"Raise a toast to true friendship." The three smiled at each other, but after a few seconds, they ignored them.

Nam Anh and The Anh exchanged glances as if they were secretly scolding each other.

Looking at Gia Linh now is no different from usual. Her face is still very fresh and radiant.

Nam Anh and The Anh both know Gia Linh and Thanh Tung have been dating for eight years. As a person in the art world, Thanh Tung's story shocked public opinion. They, of course, knew.

At this time, both of them were very confused, not knowing whether to open their concerns or stay silent. Gia Linh has not talked much about love before, but now it seems a bit awkward when it comes to this topic.

"I broke up with Thanh Tung." Gia Linh put down the wine glass and drank it all.

What.

What did they hear?

"Break up?" The Anh and Nam Anh said in unison, and the volume was a bit intimidating.

"That's right! I broke up with him last night."

"Last night, so the news on the internet couldn't be..." The Anh shouted. Before he finished his sentence, he hesitantly lowered his voice.

"I don't know who started the rumor, but it's true. I followed to the hotel, and then... we broke up."

Gia Linh smiled faintly, poured more wine, answered vaguely, and drank another glass.

Nam Anh slammed his hand on the table. "That piece of trash, famous for being bad at flirting. It's very right that you break up with him!"

Nam Anh glanced at The Anh, and she shook her head as if asking him to babble. Then he quickly said to help, and his voice was a little shaky.

"Yes, you gave me more motivation to leave JYL. Let's eat, don't think about that dirty guy."

Gia Linh nodded happily. She smiled in response. Previously, she rarely shared love stories with friends, so now she can't open her mouth to confide much. Her friend, too, it's difficult to say words that won't hurt Gia Linh.

At first, Gia Linh thought she would overcome everything on her own. But she felt it was better to call them over. If she left it like this, she would be distraught. When people are sad, they will be alone, encouraging themselves. But she doesn't. She desperately needs someone by her side. Even though they were holding hands, saying a few words of comfort, she felt warm.

That night, the three of them reviewed old stories, shared their plans for the future, and happily talked until late at night.

Because of poor alcohol tolerance, Gia Linh and The Anh collapsed on the table.

Nam Anh took The Anh to the living room and took Gia Linh to her bedroom.

The many apps fit with Thanh Tung's picture hanging on the wall at the head of the bed. Nam Anh was a little heartbroken. She loves her best friend.

Closing the door and walking out of the room, Nam Anh went to the kitchen to clear the battlefield on the table.

While she was wearing her apron, the phone rang.

.

Tut... tut…

"Hello!" Nam Anh said,

"How is she?" A man's voice said,

"Going to bed, mentally fine." Nam Anh replied,

"You help me take care of her." The other replied.

"Gia Linh is my friend. You can rest assured." Nam Anh said,

"Thank you." The other said

Tut…

Nam Anh hung up looked at the phone number on the screen, thinking. She sighed finished tying the back string. He put on the back of his apron and started to clean up the dishes.

An hour later, the kitchen was neat and clean. Looking at the clock, it was already 00 o'clock.

Nam Anh turned off the light, took a cup of filtered water, stood up. On the balcony overlooking the night sky,

she suddenly heard a cry from somewhere. Listen carefully, and she realized it was coming from the bedroom.