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Chapter 4

10:02 sáng – 10/08/2024

– If you don’t know how to drink, don’t try! That’s enough drinking, give me the bottle.

 

Cuong smiled and replied:

 

– Today is your happy day, just let me drink! I won’t get drunk.

 

Then he gently pulled the bottle towards him. Knowing that Cuong had something difficult to say, he let go, not forgetting to remind:

 

– Just drink a little!

 

He just poured mortar and replied:

 

– I know. You can rest assured.

 

After drinking about three or four more glasses, his body began to lose control, his arms and legs became weak and lost all feeling, his eyes became dull and lost focus. Cuong could no longer hold the bottle of wine firmly, but felt like about to slip out of my hands. He tried to pour wine into the glass, but all the wine leaked out. Seeing that, someone grabbed the wine bottle and said:

 

– You’re drunk, don’t drink anymore.

 

He raised his hand to snatch back the bottle of wine and said in a drawling voice:

 

– I’m not drunk. Just let me drink a little more.

 

The flick of his hand made him stagger and almost fall, but fortunately the person next to him caught him. That person told him:

 

– Just drink it! I’ll take you to the room to rest.

 

No one said anything, they gathered around to help the other person get him out of the table. Cuong leaned on the other person and staggered towards the main house. Because I couldn’t control my legs, many times I missed a step and almost fell to the ground. With great difficulty, they brought him back to bed. When they returned, Huong was still waiting for everyone to return. Seeing her cousin coming, she asked:

 

– How is he?

 

He smiled and replied:

 

– It’s okay, I sympathize, your friend doesn’t know how to drink, so today you forced him to become like this.

 

She looked at her cousin, her eyes full of doubt, and voiced her question:

 

– But he drinks it himself.

 

He laughed loudly and replied:

 

– He’s afraid of girls. Maybe it’s because I’m sitting here, it feels scared and can’t run away, so it borrows alcohol to gain courage?

 

She smiled softly and said vaguely:

 

– Really? I knew that…

 

 

Next morning,

 

Thirst pulled Cuong out of his dream, and a headache made him frown. Hit it on the head a few times, then rubbed the temples, muttering: – If I knew this, I wouldn’t have drank it.

 

While scratching his head, suddenly remembering what happened yesterday, a voice startled him:

 

– Are you awake?

 

Turning around, he saw you holding a glass of water in your hand. He nodded and replied:

 

– YES. I just woke up.

 

Cuong sat up, held his head in his hands, then gently shook his head trying to get rid of the discomfort. Seeing Cuong like that, he asked:

 

– What’s wrong? Headache?

 

Cuong nodded slightly and said:

 

– Yes, I don’t know why, I have a headache.

 

He laughed loudly and slapped him on the shoulder and said:

 

– Probably due to drinking too much alcohol. Almost everyone who drinks it is like that.

 

– Really? Next time I will never drink alcohol again.

 

– Just drink! Slowly you will get used to it.

 

He rubbed his temples, wincing slightly in pain and said:

 

– I will die. It’s a headache. From now on, I won’t dare to drink anymore.

 

– What’s the matter? Look at me! It’s okay to drink all the time. It’s just that you’re not used to it yet.

 

– I’m sorry, I’m getting old. The gold guys didn’t dare to drink anymore.

 

– Ha ha ha, what a woman. Wake up, have breakfast and get ready to pick up the bride with me!

 

He stood up, took out a toothbrush from his backpack, and was about to go to the bathroom when he staggered and almost fell. He had to hold onto the edge of the bed to stay standing.

 

Stepping out the door, Cuong accidentally bumped into Huong. Thinking he was dreaming, he rubbed his eyes with his hand. It wasn’t a dream, she was standing in front of him in flesh and blood.

 

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, his face became hot, his skin also turned a little red, Cuong smiled slightly to say hello. Seeing Cuong smiling and greeting her, she also smiled and asked:

 

– Are you awake? How do you feel today?

 

Huong’s question made him shy. Suddenly remembering his stupid actions last night, his face became redder and redder, he awkwardly answered:

 

– I’m fine, thank you.

 

She saw the towel and toothbrush and knew what she meant:

 

– Yes, go ahead and do your personal hygiene, then go out to have a hot breakfast.

 

Cuong nodded slightly and quickly went to the bathroom. When the door closed, he raised his hand to hug his chest, his heart beating rapidly. It no longer follows the control of reason, it keeps beating wildly, and that’s why he can’t control his emotions.

 

After being in the bathroom for a while, he was able to regain his composure. Take a deep breath, open the door and step out.

 

Seeing him step out, the groom seemed impatient and asked:

 

– What took so long? I’ve been waiting for you all this time. Eat quickly, and help me prepare for the bride!

 

– Yes, I’m done, go change your clothes!

 

During the wedding, Cuong always looked for Huong’s silhouette, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. From time to time he glanced at her and then shyly turned away, his face also turning red.

 

Cuong’s bewildered appearance did not go unnoticed by his friends, some of them nudged each other and whispered. One person couldn’t suppress his curiosity and whispered in his ear:

 

– Does the machine like Huong?

 

Hearing that question, Cuong’s ear was as red as a tomato, his face was equally red. To cover it up, he tried to argue:

 

– No. You’re just talking nonsense, nonsense, and nonsense. Next time, don’t say something like that. If she hears it, she’ll misunderstand you.

 

 

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