The Women's Counterattack
Episodes 19

Approaching 0:00, the road is cooler and quieter. The speed of the Ly Thanh Dam car was not too fast, slow and deliberate, shadows of trees flashed on both sides of the road.

Along the way, in Van Ne's ear only the sound of wind and the sound of the engine.

From school to home, it's not too far away. The familiar subdivision gate was right in front of him, and the Ly Thanh Dam slowed down.

Tonight, both of them were calm.

Van Ne took off his helmet and stood beside the car, his eyes fixed on the boy's neck. Suddenly thinking of something, he raised his eyes to look at her: "Can you wait for me for a moment?"

Ly Thanh Dam was still sitting in the car, one leg touching the ground, raising his hand to rub his cold ears until it became slightly red, his voice muffled: "What's wrong?"

"I have something I want for you." Van Ne also did not know what to say, put his hand on the hat in front of the car, the next second he would leave: "Wait a few minutes, I will go up and take it for you. "

"Uh--" Ly Thanh Dam quickly grabbed her arm, the tip of her nose and cheeks slightly red with the wind: "I'll come with you."

He parked the car in the makeshift parking lot next to him, pulled his shirt, chin not coming in. His hand was put in his suit pocket, and he followed Van Ne into the division.

Street lights in the subdistrict were far away, some of which may have been damaged. In the dim light, the shape of the roof of the residential building seemed to be hidden.

Rubbish piles up, roads are not repaired, some places are slightly indented, some places are slightly sunken. Those who do not pay attention may miss out.

The spirit of the god was destroyed, the tree shadow swayed.

There was a time when Ly Thanh Dam remembered a horror movie he had seen before. The scene there and the present had some similarities, the end of the road was invisible, his figure faint.

He was afraid of his own imagination, and instinctively approached Van Ne a little on the other side. The gap between the two was replaced by the sound of clothing friction.

Van Ne was unaware of his deformity, quietly passing through this passage.

The light in front of the building was much brighter than before, the anti-maling door was like an ornament, opening comfortably without hesitation. Ly Thanh Dam followed Van Ne into the corridor, but did not follow him up.

Speaking of which, now that a man like him followed her into his house, if by any chance he was seen by a neighbor, there would definitely be rumors spreading.

He stood at the brightest position in the corridor, looking up to see Van Ne had already climbed a few steps: "Senior, I'm not going up anymore, I'll be waiting for you here."

Van Ne nodded and said yes, then quickly walked up.

Ly Thanh Dam walked forward a few steps, standing at the anti-theft door, turning his back on the corridor. It was pitch-black outside, although there was light, it could not shine too far.

He turned his head back to the passageway, and easily closed the anti-theft door.

Upstairs there was an open key. His gaze wandered, falling into the cow's milk cabinet across the wall.

The people who live in this area are all parents, no young people at home, no children. Very few people would put cow's milk, in it filled with all kinds of flyers and electricity and water bills.

Ly Thanh Dam passed by, only to see two rows, he heard footsteps upstairs at a very high speed. He turned his head to look beside her, and in a split second, a familiar figure appeared in his vision.

Van Ne took three steps into two steps, directly jumping over the last two steps. He stood in front of Ly Thanh Dam, passing through the items he held in his hands.

He just ran in a panic, stopped for two seconds and then said, "Birthday gift."

"What?" Ly Thanh Dam slightly raised his eyebrows, clearly this was a surprise gift. He raised his hand to take it.

Van Ne pursed his lips, explaining a slight mess.

One second he spoke, before hearing Tong Chi mention about his birthday, the next second thanked him for taking me home all this time.

Anyway, not to mention the main problem.

Ly Thanh Dam looked at him so nervously that he was unable to speak clearly, suddenly smiled, and gently interjected: "Thank you, I like him so much."

Van Ne stopped and no longer explained why he bought this gift, the whole person seemed to sigh in relief: "It's okay if you like it."

Ly Thanh Dam stroked the paper bag and asked if he could open it now and look at it. After receiving confirmation, he tore off the tape in the mouth of the bag.

With one hand he took off the bag strap, first took out the glove, and placed it on one hand. He took out the hat again from the inside, one hand over his head.

It is possible that one hand does not work well, working together twice cannot work together.

At that moment, Van Ne did not think much, raising his hand to help him. Ly Thanh Dam adjusted his body according to his height, squatting a little.

The corridor was quiet with no wind, any arbitrary movements would make a very small sound.

Van Ne's left hand was still unable to use its full strength. His fingers traced the edges of his hat and pressed him down, his stomach touching his hair, soft and bouncy.

"okay." He let go of his hand, his eyes suddenly caught his guard and faced the black face of the teenager.

He still held his head slightly bowed, a bandage on his temple where the corner of his hat was covered by his rim, his handsome face was clear, and his chin line was thin.

The distance was so close that Van Ne could clearly see the fine hairs on his face.

At that moment, it seemed that even their breath and breath were entangled. No one could tell who it was, until outside the door came the sound of dogs barking.

Ly Thanh Dam regained his senses first and straightened his body in an instant. His gaze turned to the side, as if hiding his head and tail, he lowered his head and coughed.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his hat, only to remember that he was still wearing gloves. He took it off and put it in his pocket: "I'm here."

Van Ne was also a little awkward, answering in a wild voice, eyes and hands not knowing where to put, standing in place and watching him open the door and exit.

Inside and outside the corridor were two worlds.

Ly Thanh Dam had just come out, not stopping, not knowing if it was out of fear or something else, running all the way to the subdivision gate.

He sat in the car, his heart still not slowing down, looking into the rearview mirror.

The hat is black, where the edges are rolled there is a small white rectangular logo layer. Ly Thanh Dam looked into the mirror for a few seconds, reached out and pulled the logo layer down.

Covering the ears slightly red.

...

The anti-theft door hook that bounces off automatically breaks, Van Ne is blown off in the cold wind to recover his composure, turning around and climbing upwards. As he climbed the stairs he was distracted, almost tripping over.

My heart skipped a beat in an instant, just like when I met the eyes before, thumping, suddenly unable to hold on.

This kind of feeling that was long gone but also hard to forget, even though he finished washing his face and then sat at the table, his mind was still full of images that would never be lost.

That night, according to plans before school ended, Van Ne should have completed an English retrial two hours earlier.

But he worked until three in the morning.

The exam paper was still empty, the person was awake like a flute, like all was not as planned.

Outside the window, the wind blew again, the falling snowflakes drifting in the dim light. Tonight there is not only one insomniac.

Early the next day, last night Lucheng was snowing all night, the old city was covered with a layer of white, the entire sky and earth was bright.

Snow trucks line the roadside.

Van Ne was afraid of getting stuck, he went to school along the sidewalk. On the way, they happened to meet some classmates, everyone passing by as if they were not paying attention to the other party.

Van Ne's 10th grade teacher was originally a history teacher, then the 11th grade faculty became a social major. Back then, many of my classmates stayed to study IPS.

He studied naturally, assigned to group 2, which at that time had three-quarters of students who were classmates in grade 10.

Van Ne is not good at communicating, has a unique personality, and is also very difficult to integrate with the adult world. If he had not met Phuong Mieu from another department assigned to the 2nd division, his High School would probably have been alone.

Today is Wednesday, because the Lunar New Year holiday is coming, so Saturday and Sunday still have to learn this week. Combined 12th grade exams from four schools are also set on these two days.

On the eve of the exam, the classroom atmosphere was only silent for a moment. At the last self-study period of Friday, Luu Nghi Hai came to the class to teach some things about the exam.

After that, he let the academic commissioner stick the list of exam room chairs on the whiteboard behind the class, then said: "Okay, everyone get up, clean the tables and chairs according to the combination of exam numbers. take the exam first, Phuong Mieu, I will wait for you to finish preparing, I will ask you to clean carefully today."

Phuong Mieu replied: "Yes."

Luu Nghi Hai: "Don't leave anything in the desk drawer. If you don't take textbooks or exam questions, take them to the teacher's office and store them carefully so you don't lose them at that time."

"I already know."

Luu Nghi Hai did not stay for long in the classroom, as soon as he left, the class rumbled, his voice chirping with the sound of the table rubbing.

Van Ne finished packing his things, Phuong Mieu had to wait for his classmate on duty today to clean it up before he could return, so he did not ask him to wait.

He walked out of the teaching area, outside still snowing.

At this moment, right at the time of grade 10, grade 11 ended their night self-study time, the tree path was filled with shady and crowded by people. Colorful umbrellas intertwined, like rivers of all colors.

Van Ne was wearing a hooded fur coat on his head, his footsteps quickly passing from the side.

In crowd.

Jiang Yu held onto the black umbrella with her bare hands and looked at the well-dressed Ly Thanh Dam: "Give me gloves."

"Don't give it."

"Then come and get the umbrella."

Ly Thanh Dam raised his arm: "My arm hurts."

"..." - ".Jiang Yu wanted to scold people. In the morning she went to class and saw Ly Thanh Dam wearing a scarf, hat and gloves, like seeing something new. Laughing, he even wanted to take off his hat.

At that moment, Ly Thanh Dam makes him know what a wicked society is, waiting for him to open his mouthsaf, he just lets go and returns to his place.

Jiang Yu seemed to be a treasure, and her heart also brightened: "Sister gave you?"

"No capes either."

"So are his gloves."

Tg D: "..."

Ly Thanh took out a box of cow's milk from his bag: "Bring it for you."

curries.

If you benefit from someone else, you have to deal with it.

The slight dissatisfaction with him in his eyes disappeared, but Jiang Yu still could not help but smile.

"..."

Hi test day 12 lp there, life class 11 here is also not easy. The 5th grader daily uses the phrase "Future year of 12th grade" as it is to force the students in the class to become stressed.

It's me by learning good things that are good, but with a rich person like Tuong Du, it's really no different. But I'm with Ly Thanh m, back but have another way.

are so.

Next year you will be 12 years old, have to leave this place, I will study your city again. I will say goodbye to everything and everything.

He thought of something, turned around and looked out the window.

The 12th grade teaching field shook with the wind and snow. This from just taking a few minutes, but from Lu Thanh n Beijing.

From the current at n after ny.

Distance and a long time like that, it could be a few minutes.

In Ly Thanh's heart, an emotion that was hard to express in words. He stared at the beanie in the desk drawer, flicked his finger twice, and let out a long sigh.

At the end of 2012, the apocalypse in Mayan grudges was not at all funny. In contrast to the holidays that were getting closer, although the 12th grade was still taking the exam, there were more people who spoke with rare cheers and cheers.

During the nap, Van Ne leaned over the table to make up for it, dreaming that you finished studying and self-study when you finished the job you wanted me to do.

The door in the classroom was not sealed, there was a hint of wind.

He took a nap, then he woke up with a cold, rummaging through my glasses to get some water. When he returned, he saw Ly Thanh m and Phuong Mieu sitting by the window talking.

My brother's hat, bandage on my temple as bandage. His hair looked very long, from under the rim of his hat to the outside.

He called her like before: "Senior."

Van Ne answered.

Phuong Mieu looked at her and then returned to her, smiled with wide eyes and said: "Hello chat, I'll go back to class first. See you tonight, junior."

Ly Thanh nodded and said yes.

, the owner liked: "The discovery school night ads featured a special site that wasn't self-taught."

He stopped, n o: "After school, do you have anything else?"

"Not available."

"Will you join me on New Year's Eve with you?"

Van Ne hasn't said I have it or not, Ly Thanh is staring at him, as if the breath and rhythm of time in his eyes could be heard.

Some time later, as she gave him a rejection, she saw him again: "I know."

Ly Thanh pursed his lips, as he spoke, there was a smile in his eyes: "So after school, you and I will be the school gate sisters?"

"I should probably hold a class meeting for a bit. I'll call you soon."

"Okay, I'll be back first, I'll do well on the exam."

"YES."

Ly Thanh just now, Van Ne turned around and saw Luu Nghi Hai from the corridor I came. His heart is a little thumping.

But I don't know if Luu Nghi Hai doesn't know or what, don't say anything.

The last English test in the afternoon ended, Van Ne and Phuong Mieu returned to class with the school. After finishing the class meeting, Luu Nghi Hai called Van Ne again.

Phuong Mieu gestured: "I'm in your class."

"OK."

Van Ne followed Luu Nghi Hai into the office. On the way, I borrowed a trough from Luu Nghi Hai and found it, most likely because of the Ly Thanh Dam.

as expected.

As soon as he entered the room, Luu Nghi Hai asked: "The meeting of the male students in front of the class to talk to another child, is that Lyng Thanh?"

Van Ne: "Yes."

"My son loves you?"

"MRS."

Luu Nghi Hai did not return to Me Nua, CHI NOI: "Chuyen Truong Listen to LAN Earlier, Djon SAT scene Cung Thong Bao for ROI, You and Ly Thanh are now working. That means a good job.chasing the responsibilities of Ngo Chinh, the other female students of the light are also captured, and complaints will soon pay off.

After speaking, his voice slowed down: "I'm 12 years old, I need to be clear at this point, what can be done, see you later."

Van Ne lowered his head, nodded and said, "I know."

Luu Nghi Hai simply said this: "Okay, come back early."

"Yes, Mr. Liu."

Going to the office, Van Ne went to work After a while, I went back to class. Phuong Mieu put down the phone: "What is Lao Liu looking for you to say?"

Van Ne: "Ask me how the test was."

Phuong Mieu complained: "Old Liu is also real, after taking the exam, what else do you want to ask. Can't people just have fun?"

Van Ne picked up the bag, smiling a little reluctantly: "OK, let's go."

Ly Thanh Dam and Chiang Du were waiting at the school gate. At this moment, people were sitting on the bus and calling out to many people, Jiang Yu told the driver at home to drive here early.

Jiang Yu sat in the driver's seat.

Phuong Mieu opened the back door of the car and sat down, Van Ne sat down next to him, before he could regain his spirit, Ly Thanh Dam followed and sat down.

The door just closed.

The heating system inside the car warms the person. A hint of coldness on him carried the scent of a cold tone, drifting between Van Ne's breath.

Car goes.

The personalities of Phuong Mieu and Tuong Du were similar, and they spoke very well. Along the way, I could hear the two of them talking nonstop.

Van Ne held the bag in his lap, slightly excited.

A large bus on the road is sandwiched between a car and a taxi, causing traffic jams. Their car was right behind the bus.

It was not easy to get out, at the front intersection, a taxi hit the back of the bus. The driver suddenly stepped on the brakes, and everyone in the car leaned forward.

Van Ne was stuck in the middle, there was nothing in front of him. Seeing that the entire person was about to plunge into the front row, his arm was suddenly pulled backwards.

Waiting for the car to stop stably, the driver's voice was somewhat regretful.

Jiang Yu did not say anything, turned her head and asked, "Is senior alright?"

"No problem." Van Ne sat back down, the hand on the other arm also slipping off, while holding the briefcase in his lap.

Phuong Mieu moved to the side, giving him more space in his left hand: "Don't touch his arm?"

He shook his head and said no.

In the remnants of the light, the Ly Thanh Dam was still sitting in its previous position, almost leaning against the car door. In his ear he wears headphones, in his lap is his briefcase.

Van Ne lowered his eyelids, his fingers held the zipper, his heart somewhat confused and speechless.

Distracted, the person sitting next to him suddenly touched his hand. A soft woven cloth rubbed his arm, and he involuntarily moved to the side.

But the next second, the ear suddenly touched a cold piece. Right after, a headset was inserted into his ear, and Tran Dich Tan's very distinctive voice rang out in his ear.

"—— Please/Use a black pencil/Picture a quiet dramatic stage/Even brighter light will hug you/Please/Sing a raspy song in a corner/Large umbrella Even more sounds are provided for you/ Listen with all your heart/Don't say anything——"

Van Ne tilted his head.

The teenager leaned against the car door, the constantly changing neon lights outside the window seeping in through the windshield, shining on his clear face.

He raised his eyes to meet her, his eyes were also dyed with fluorescent lights.

At that time, the song in the earphone sounded exactly——

"Whether loving someone should be mutual understanding/I thought you'd understand every time I saw you/The secret I kept/"