Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Two swimming lessons quickly passed.  Anne and I went back to the changing room for our last class.  As I passed the men's pool, I slipped and fell backwards.  Right in front of me, someone was holding a towel on my shoulder and grabbed it.  God did not love me, I grabbed the towel but the towel fell freely after me.

"Bump" the sound of the buttocks hitting the ground resounded.  Dull pain.  Who is the fairy teacher who poured dishwashing liquid here for this lady who fell to her death like this.

A hand grabs my arm and pulls me up, and I close my eyes when I'm suddenly pulled up.  I came to my senses as I stood up and leaned close to the person who pulled me up.  I'm as tall as that guy's chest, my eyes immediately falling on the tattoo on his chest.  Cross tattoo with snake wrapped around.

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I rolled my eyes.  Damn, all the memories of that night came flooding back.  Everything in my head is blank.  That son, who spent the night with me, the father of my child…

“Britt, are you okay?”  A familiar voice woke me up.  He looked up to see who that boy was.  I froze for the second time, my arms and legs froze when I saw his face.  No one else, that person is Simon.  What is this, a joke?  Is my son Simon's son?  I can't take it anymore.

“No… No…why!  The picture, the tattoo…” I forced a smile and pointed at the tattoo on his chest.

“Ah, this tattoo is for others to identify me, isn't it pretty?”  That innocent smile again, why do I hate that smile so much now.  I nodded and left.  My head hurts, what's going on?  The four words "I know everything" do not imply this.  If he knew, why didn't he take the responsibility and silently observe me like that.

In the last class, I couldn't absorb any words anymore.  All I have in mind right now is that tattoo, Simon, Leo, and that fateful night.

The school bell rang, I didn't wait for anyone, got up and immediately took a taxi home.  Entering the house, I saw Leo playing with his aunt.  I hold him, open my phone, compare Simon and Leo.  Exactly like casting.  From the eyes, the nose to the mouth.  Not one li apart.

I gave the boy back to my aunt and ran up to the changing room.  I have to find the truth.  Five minutes later, I came down in a tight suit.  The face was made up to hide the immaturity of the seventeen year old.

“Where are you going?”  My aunt asked.

"I'm looking for the truth!  I'm about to find Simon's dad!"

"Really?  So hurry up, son!"  My aunt urged.

The taxi sped on the road, half an hour later I was at the bar that once changed my destiny.  I walked into the bar and immediately looked for the manager.

"Hi, what can I do for you?"  A young man with a well-proportioned figure with a good-looking face approached me.  It's the shop manager- Mr. Chiba

"I'm Anne's friend, you know that?"

"Ah, I'm Britt, it's been a while since I've been here, what's wrong?"

"Do you remember Anne's birthday in last year?"  I ask.

"Remember, what's wrong?"

“That night, there was a girl in a red dress who was drunk, she is our friend, do you know who drank her?”  I saw him thinking, don't say he didn't know, that day he was sitting next to my table.

"It's Sugaya, he's the one who put sleeping pills in her drink!"

"Sugaya?"  So it's not Simon, what is it, obviously I didn't see it wrong that night, maybe Sugaya also has a tattoo?

“Yes, Sugaya put the medicine in a glass of wine, when the girl drank it and started to have the effect of the drug, so she went to sleep, when Sugaya carried the girl to the room to rest, a young man who was with us stopped him.  .  The two fought so hard, Sugaya was beaten and hospitalized.  My shop that day suffered considerable damage."

"Do you know who that young man is?"

"I don't know, he was wearing a black shirt that day! At seven o'clock he used to frequent the bar, and he went with Anne and another young man."

Hearing him say that, there's no doubt. The person who spent the night with me that day was Anne. I started to feel shock and had trouble breathing. He knew it all, he wasn't drunk that day. It was him who purposely broke my innocence. Should I be happy or should I hate him now? The truth is too harsh, the person I secretly love is the one who turned me into a woman at this age of seventeen. My heart hurts right now, he knows everything but hides, leaving me to suffer alone. Does he even know two other words of responsibility?

I walked home like a dead body, I wanted to cry but my tears had long since dried up.

"Um" I bumped into someone. Feeling dizzy, I hurriedly stood up and apologized.

"Britt, are you okay?" The voice was so familiar, I looked up, it was my mother. "What are you doing, why are you so haggard?" Mom stroked my hair, why right now, I feel that she is too strange.

"Where are you going mom?" My throat is dry and the sound is hard to hear.

"Mom goes shopping, will you go?" Mom asked me. If this question had been asked a year ago, I would have gladly answered. I gently shook my head. Now I'm so tired.

"No, mom go! I'll be back first!" After that, I dodged to pass, I don't want to talk to anyone right now.

When I got home at nine o'clock at night, I went to my room and carried Leo to my room. It slept soundly without knowing anything. I put him on the bed, I sat next to him, my hand gently stroked his hair. Leo's face when he sleeps is so peaceful. But this face reminded me of that night.

"I will forget that pain because of you! Either way, I'll make Simon look at your face." I got up and went to the bathroom to change. Today, the difficulty has only just begun.

The next morning, I went to school still with a cold face. But cold outside, hot inside, my heart is like a burning fire. As I reached the bend in D block, I saw Simon leaning against the railing, he wasn't alone. It's the two of us. The second me is Myouin, that girl keeps clinging to him. My heart suddenly felt uncomfortable. Jealous? Yeah, I'm jealous.

I took a deep breath and walked over, trying to ignore "stepping through the pain" but an invisible force made me just walk up to him and then stop. What's wrong, god? Shouldn't it be a love triangle here?

"Britt, have you had breakfast yet?" He asked me.

"Not yet." I already ate, why did I suddenly answer no? Must be crazy.

"Shall we go down to the cafeteria for breakfast, then?" He smiled and invited me to eat. I nodded.

"Brother Simon, why did you ask me if I had eaten before, I said yes, but now I invite this woman to go!" Myouin reprimanded meekly.

"Oh my god, I ate before, but now I haven't eaten!" I was surprised by his overbearing answer. I wanted to laugh so hard that I held back.

After he gave me an excuse, he grabbed my hand and pulled me away to Myouin's shock and embarrassment. He was walking, but I couldn't keep up.

I only ordered a glass of milk, he ordered a cup of coffee' milk. The two looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

"Simon sit still, there's something on your head, let me take it down." I reached out and pulled a strand of his hair. The leaf was already clamped in my hand. I gave the leaf to him and I put the strand of hair in a small bag.

The drums rang and the first class started. Five classes went by quickly, my heart was restless.

In the afternoon I decided to skip school to go to the hospital for a DNA test. Spending more than ten million so I can get results in the same day. Holding the results sheet in my hand, my mind reeled like in a violent thunderstorm.

The DNA results sheet contained a few short words that made my heart sour. All doubts are cleared now. I didn't expect to find Leo's father so easily. The earth is indeed too round. Tomorrow, I'll ask him why he did that to me.

I went home, my aunt seemed to have put away everything at work and devoted all her time to this beloved grandchild. When she sleeps, she also spends her time sleeping with him. My aunt said that I need health to study for exams and have no experience in taking care of children. Very good reason, I can't argue with anything.

Tonight too, auntie won't let me touch Leo

Well, that might be a bit of an exaggeration. She wouldn't let Leo sleep with me.

I went out to the railing, leaning against the railing, holding the DNA test sheet, how will I open my mouth tomorrow? Let's count tomorrow.

The next day, when I went to school, I couldn't meet Simon, maybe he knew, so he hid. Holy star. I didn't even come to class. Just heard from his class president that he was busy studying for an exam. About a month later. I have to hold this resentment for a month.

I tried every way to contact but to no avail. Just wait a month. Time also passed, I dived into my studies and almost forgot about it. But accidentally, today, while studying chemistry, I accidentally saw him walking across the room. I asked the teacher's permission and ran out to meet him.

"Simon, Simon! !" I ran and called his name. I don't know if he pretended to be crazy or pretended to be deaf without stopping. With all my internal energy, I ran as far as I could until I touched his shoulder. He turned back. Ah ah ah, I'm from the countryside, wrong person, not Simon. After apologizing to him, I turned my back to the classroom. Huh, so home. When I was frustrated, I saw a familiar figure, a carefree, arrogant face leaning against the railing. I went over, he smiled, joking.

"I saw you chasing that male student and calling my name so I stood here waiting, what happened? Remember me?" It's so brave, dare I say I miss him.

"Are you free this afternoon? Let's go and talk for a while!" I get straight to the point, don't go around much, waste time.

"Not this afternoon, but Sunday is free, Sunday at 5pm at Remember." He gave me the place and time, and I nodded in agreement.

At five o'clock on Sunday afternoon, I walked into the restaurant. Go upstairs, he's already sitting there. I walked over and sat across from him. Order a cappuccino. When the capuchino was served, our story with him began.

"Simon, do you remember last year?" I once again get to the point quickly.

"Miss." He answered very bluntly.

"You said you know everything, so what do you know?"

"I just say idle" is nonsense again.

"You spent the night at a bar with a girl that night, didn't you?" My voice began to harden.

"..." silent. He was silent again.

"The girl you spent the night with was me Simon, you know?"

"Know" I was really surprised when he admitted.

"I know what you came here to say today. I know you're pregnant with my baby and I know you've come today to take the responsibility." I started to feel afraid of the boy sitting in front of me. Right now, his face didn't have the smug look of a seventeen or eighteen year old boy, but a determined, determined, profound face.

"Why do you know?" I ask.

"Because I'm always watching you, because I like you!" I can't take it anymore.

"But why are you spending the night with me?"

"Because I was forced."

"Who forced you?"

"It's you!" Why me. I forced him to have sex with me. What is he talking about? My ears fluttered at his words.

At me? Why at me? Thousands of questions I asked in my head, he still sat patiently waiting for me to think clearly.

"Why me?" I ask again, what is clear is better.

"That night, when you were carried away by Sugaya, I beat him to save you. If it weren't for you, it would be Sugaya, not me!" He said and smiled, very pleased.

"But I ask why you have to spend the night with me?" I am quite patient to ask again and again.

"When I carried you into the room and put you on the bed and was about to leave, you kept hugging me. He also said sweet words, which is not to go, which is... I tried to pull his hand away and he held on even tighter. He was the one who took the initiative to tear his shirt open, ruining all the beautiful buttons on his shirt. I tried my best, but at that time, you pushed me on the bed and took the initiative to kiss me." Star? Am I proactive? Oh my gosh, my mind is buzzing. Why can I?

"Why didn't you push me off when I pushed you down on the bed and kissed you?" I'm pretty stiff.