Chapter 13: Chapter 13

"What?  I didn't do anything!"

"You can't let Simon hold you!"

"Why?"

“You do that and I'll die with envy, it's been a long time, our Evans hasn't hugged me like Simon hugs you!  Huhu, I'm so jealous!"  Thank goodness, luckily the US banned killing people, not me.  Out of cure.

In the afternoon after school, I went out and immediately saw my aunt's car parked not far away.  I went to get the clothes, I looked around and there were many people taking the same clothes as me.  Shouldn't go together.

After getting the clothes, everyone's car went to the location.  Anne gave the location, and the cars started rolling there.

It took more than an hour to get there by car.  Unexpectedly in the middle of the busy city, there is a quiet place like this.  This is a luxury club, I've been here a few times, also have a membership card.

I stood there and waited for Anne to arrive when a man in his late twenties in a black suit came out.

“Britt, what wind brought you here?”  This is Mr. Yorn, the owner of the club.  Me and Anne used to be his regular customers.

“We went to a meeting at night!”  I replied smiling.

“Then go inside!”

"I'm waiting for Anne, and these guys don't have membership cards yet."  I pointed at some friends standing nearby.  Suddenly my phone vibrated, Anne, why is it calling?

"Hello, what's up, mate?"  I ask.

"Can you bring the other people in to make a membership card for me, my car and Simon are stuck!"  Insert, why are you calling now?  I immediately agree.

After that call, I led everyone in to get their membership cards and started dancing to the docks.  The music crashing, the impact of glass, the cheers, the laughter, the voices, those sounds I remember a year ago.  Because I don't want an accident, this time I decided to stay awake until the end.

It's been more than an hour since the start of the party when I see Anne and Simon arrive, the two of them barely showing up.  I hesitantly stepped back.

"That's great, where are you going to die now, please show up!"  I asked Anne's child.

"First I'll give you Simon back!"  He pushed Simon over to me, his arm around Alder's.  "My car and Simon's car got stuck at the roundabout due to a car accident so we were late, now I'm coming too, let's just go inside and change!"  After that, it went away.

"Are you mad at me?"  Simon leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“No, you go get changed!  I'll wait for you outside!"  I pushed him away, then returned to the table to wait.  Loud music and dim lights make people feel as if they are caught up in another world.  This association is called a "playing party", everyone here is a young lady, playing and flirting.

"Hello!"  Next to me someone had just sat down, the light was dim but I recognized it as Loc Vu, the name that drugged me last year.  Out of courtesy, I greeted with a smile.  “Can I offer you a glass of wine?”  he asked.

"Is not!"  There's another voice, I swear I haven't opened my mouth yet.  Turning around to see who it was, it was Simon.  He sat down next to me, his arms so natural that he casually hugged me.  What kind of way is this?  "Impossible, this table is full, go somewhere else, don't let me see you off to the "Market" anymore."

Loc Vu got up to leave, I know, there will be medicine in his glass of wine, last year he didn't reach his goal so this year will not be easy to pass up.

"Why don't you refuse?"  Simon played with a few strands of hair at the edge of my ear.

"Before he could refuse, he came!"  I answered, and then we both fell silent.  Anne was on the dance floor, she dragged me along.  It's been a while since I danced again, so I gave up after a while.  Tired so tired.

***

Everyone danced very enthusiastically, by ten o'clock at night, everyone was tired.  All returned to their seats.

“Everyone, let's play something!  Shall we play traditional singing?"  Anne asked with the microphone.  It was drunk.

"OK OK!"  Everyone below clapped their hands.

"The rule, who can't sing will be punished, will be the person next to you will feed alcohol with your lips, will you?"

"Hold on, hold on!"  Everyone cheered, this kid is crazy.

“Anne sing first!”  It sat in the circle and began to sing.  "Let's break up for now so we can know if we love each other.  The letter k!  Sing it!”

Now it's Alder, who just scratches his head and then sings.

“No, no, I don't, I don't love you anymore.  The letter n!”

“Hold my hand tightly, hold my hand for a long time, promise me one sentence that we will always go to the end of the road.  The letter d.”

“The long road is not afraid to step foot.  The letter c"

“The little stork, it perched on a bamboo branch, did not ask her mother which way to go.  The letter n.”  That children's song was sung by Simon, and the whole crowd laughed.  The scary thing is that now when I sing, I don't listen to Vietnamese music, but even if I listen to it, I don't know it.

I think in the silence of time.  “Five, four, three, two, one!  Time's up, Simon, you punish Brittany!"  Anne poured a full glass of wine and gave it to Simon.

"I'll punish you!"  He looked at me questioningly.  I don't know, playing with us, there is no exemption or reduction.

"Simon, only half a glass, let's see if Brittany can sing then finish the other half!"  Anne took the initiative, I'd probably kill her.

Simon picked up the glass, drank half of it, then bent down to kiss me.  This kiss is not like in the hospital, not so gentle, not so sweet.  This kiss is strong, bitter, and pungent with wine.  He was very skillful, passing the wine from his mouth to mine without a drop.

When it was over, everyone clapped loudly.

“Very romantic, why Brittany, can you sing?  If not, then the last half!”  Anne smiled, and Simon had already picked up his glass of wine.

"I know, I know!"  I suddenly remembered this song, I have memorized it for a long time.  “Outside, the wind howls every drop of sunshine off the shriveled foliage!”

"Good!  The letter X!”  Anne complimented me, Simon laughed and finished the last half of the drink.  The music went on for more than two hours, everyone was drunk, and Anne had collapsed.

“Come on, everyone, go to your room and think!  More than twelve o'clock!"  After I finished, everyone stood up to say goodbye to each other and went to their rooms.  Alder carried Anne to her room, and Simon…I led him back to his room.  He was already as drunk as Anne.

Fortunately, his room is not far, just a few steps to reach.  I put him on the bed and turned around.  My arm was pulled back.  I lost my balance and fell on the bed.  He wrapped his arms around me.

"Stay here with me!"  Loud voice that makes you feel nauseous.

"No, let go of me, I go to my room!"  I pushed his hand away and he put his foot on top of me again.

"I promise, I won't touch you!"  Do not touch?  What does not mean in his dictionary.  Hugging like that is called not touching, so what is touching, stripping off clothes is called touching?

I tried to escape, the more I was squeezed, after a while struggling like a drowning fish, I never slept well.

It's been more than an hour since the start of the party when I see Anne and Simon arrive, the two of them barely showing up.  I hesitantly stepped back.

"That's great, where are you going to die now, please show up!"  I asked Anne's child.

"First I'll give you Simon back!"  He pushed Simon over to me, his arm around Alder's.  "My car and Simon's car got stuck at the roundabout due to a car accident so we were late, now I'm coming too, let's just go inside and change!"  After that, it went away.

"Are you mad at me?"  Simon leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“No, you go get changed!  I'll wait for you outside!"  I pushed him away, then returned to the table to wait.  Loud music and dim lights make people feel as if they are caught up in another world.  This association is called a "playing party", everyone here is a young lady, playing and flirting.

"Hello!"  Next to me someone had just sat down, the light was dim but I recognized it as Loc Vu, the name that drugged me last year.  Out of courtesy, I greeted with a smile.  “Can I offer you a glass of wine?”  he asked.

"Is not!"  There's another voice, I swear I haven't opened my mouth yet.  Turning around to see who it was, it was Simon.  He sat down next to me, his arms so natural that he casually hugged me.  What kind of way is this?  "Impossible, this table is full, go somewhere else, don't let me see you off to the "Market" anymore."

Loc Vu got up to leave, I know, there will be medicine in his glass of wine, last year he didn't reach his goal so this year will not be easy to pass up.

"Why don't you refuse?"  Simon played with a few strands of hair at the edge of my ear.

"Before he could refuse, he came!"  I answered, and then we both fell silent.  Anne was on the dance floor, she dragged me along.  It's been a while since I danced again, so I gave up after a while.  Tired so tired.

***

Everyone danced very enthusiastically, by ten o'clock at night, everyone was tired.  All returned to their seats.

“Everyone, let's play something!  Shall we play traditional singing?"  Anne asked with the microphone.  It was drunk.

"OK OK!"  Everyone below clapped their hands.

"The rule, who can't sing will be punished, will be the person next to you will feed alcohol with your lips, will you?"

"Hold on, hold on!"  Everyone cheered, this kid is crazy.

“Anne sing first!”  It sat in the circle and began to sing.  "Let's break up for now so we can know if we love each other.  The letter k!  Sing it!”

Now it's Alder, who just scratches his head and then sings.

“No, no, I don't, I don't love you anymore.  The letter n!”

“Hold my hand tightly, hold my hand for a long time, promise me one sentence that we will always go to the end of the road.  The letter d.”

“The long road is not afraid to step foot.  The letter c"

“The little stork, it perched on a bamboo branch, did not ask her mother which way to go.  The letter n.”  That children's song was sung by Simon, and the whole crowd laughed.  The scary thing is that now when I sing, I don't listen to Vietnamese music, but even if I listen to it, I don't know it.

I think in the silence of time.  “Five, four, three, two, one!  Time's up, Simon, you punish Brittany!"  Anne poured a full glass of wine and gave it to Simon.

"I'll punish you!"  He looked at me questioningly.  I don't know, playing with us, there is no exemption or reduction.

"Simon, only half a glass, let's see if Brittany can sing then finish the other half!"  Anne took the initiative, I'd probably kill her.

Simon picked up the glass, drank half of it, then bent down to kiss me.  This kiss is not like in the hospital, not so gentle, not so sweet.  This kiss is strong, bitter, and pungent with wine.  He was very skillful, passing the wine from his mouth to mine without a drop.

When it was over, everyone clapped loudly.

“Very romantic, why Brittany, can you sing?  If not, then the last half!”  Anne smiled, and Simon had already picked up his glass of wine.

"I know, I know!"  I suddenly remembered this song, I have memorized it for a long time.  “Outside, the wind howls every drop of sunshine off the shriveled foliage!”

"Good!  The letter X!”  Anne complimented me, Simon laughed and finished the last half of the drink.  The music went on for more than two hours, everyone was drunk, and Anne had collapsed.

“Come on, everyone go to your room to think!  More than twelve o'clock!"  After I finished, everyone stood up to say goodbye to each other and went to their rooms.  Alder carried Anne to her room, and Simon…I led him back to his room.  He was already as drunk as Anne.

Fortunately, his room is not far, just a few steps to reach.  I put him on the bed and turned around.  My arm was pulled back.  I lost my balance and fell on the bed.  He wrapped his arms around me.