Chapter 8:

Seeing a customer entering, the salesman cheerfully welcomed: "Hello, customer, can you help me?".

The first time she entered the underwear store, also a men's underwear, Van Anh was confused: "ah, me, I want to buy some pants".

Seeing her face, the salesman smiled kindly: "We have many types of pants here, such as traditional, camouflage, triangle, and slit, which one do you want to buy?".

"Does men also enter the slot?", Van Anh suddenly exclaimed, she thought that only women could enter the gap.

"Yes, do you want to try it?"

"Ahh", although really curious, but too shy, still stop it: "no need".

"So do you have any requests, I can advise you?", it seems that it's the first time to buy underwear by myself, that's fine, even wearing a school uniform, I guess it's normal. My mother bought it for me, just my face is a bit old.

"Comfort is fine", remembering something, she added: "not easy to tear anymore".

The employee raised an eyebrow and then smiled maliciously: "I get it".

No, you don't understand anything. Looking at his face, you can tell he's thinking the wrong way...

She wanted to explain, but she couldn't, afraid that the more she explained, the more confused she would be, she sighed.

The salesman led him to the traditional underwear section, and yet there were a ton of styles. Van Anh chose a few that were most similar to the children's style she often wore, and tried a few scissors.

"Get me ten of those."

"Thank you, guest".

"You've been gone for so long", bought a few pairs of pants that made you wait a long time and almost died.

"If you don't, you go home first", she still needed to walk around the mall a bit more.

First of all, since this was the last place she would be, she needed to see if she could return through the elevator door.

Second, you need to go buy some more clothes for the whole body, something in the closet, sorry I don't dare to wear it.

Most of the original body's clothes are picked up by other people's old things, so there are many styles of floral and chive clothes, some of them are like decades old, I don't know. At most it was a shirt, if it had only one pocket, she might as well accept it, but it was a two-pocket shirt.

What era still wears two-pocket shirts...

It's a shame, but the shirt has no style, but it is speckled with yellow stains, or the shirt is too short for the body of the original body, so he wears it like a bang.

The whole body can be worn, you can't, temporarily wear it for a few days without saying anything, it will never happen if you wear it.

Nhat Linh lazily: "Okay, I'll go with you, I can come back when I'm done", anyway, she doesn't have to hurry, just walking for so long, a bit boring.

Walking a few more rounds of the shopping center, entering the elevator a few times, there was still no progress, Van Anh's spirit was a bit depressed: "Let's go, I'll take you home".

"Are you in an apartment?"

"Favor".

"What floor?", dropping the bag at her feet, Van Anh waited for Nhat Linh to say the floor number.

"16".

Seeing Nhat Linh come to the door with her own eyes, Van Anh turned back to the elevator.

Sighing, for the first time, she realized that it's not only girls who go shopping that are scary, boys are also the same. Who dares to say that boys go to buy things quickly, she will tie them up and bring them to Quoc Minh, showing him there is a special genre.

"Who just brought you home?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, Nhat Linh was startled and fell back, her slippers were thrown far away in front of her, her back against the wall.

"Why are you here?".

Song Quan Kiet was upset: "Can't you stay here?".

"I asked you, who just brought you home?"

"It's the pervert who went with me to the supervisor's room", picked up the slipper, put it on her feet, found the shoes on the shelf, and went straight to the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of water.

"Since when have you been so close to him?", yesterday even fought to the point of going to the supervisor's room, today they brought each other back, are young people now so quick?

"It's not, because I went out with Gia Han just now, on the way I met thugs following me, fortunately I met him to take me home, otherwise, my sister would have had a fight with those guys. ".

Observing Nhat Linh from top to bottom, he was reassured: "next time don't go out at night anymore".

"Favor".

"Tomorrow you go to my house, I will take care of you".

Nhat Linh was surprised: "why is it natural...?"

"Naturally?", Tong Quan Kiet raised an eyebrow, pointing at the mess in the living room: "Do you call this home?".

Dirty clothes were scattered everywhere, on the table was some kind of liquid, next to it was a big garbage bag filled with food in the box. Even the chair he was sitting on was not very clean.

The cleanest place here, the only one is the kitchen, except for a little dust, it has absolutely no traces of being touched by anyone.

"I don't care, I want to live alone", squeezing a glass of water strongly on the kitchen table, Nhat Linh shouted.

"If you want to live alone, you must at least have the ability to live alone, right?", not that he wanted to stop her, on the contrary, he fully supported her independent living, but if she lived in such a way. hey, he's willing to take care of her, but he can't just stare at her like that.

Knowing she was wrong, she had to lower her voice, but still stubbornly argued: "I told you, I want to be alone".

Neither of them yielded to anyone, just staring at each other. Song Quan Kiet sighed in concession: "I don't want to have to fight with you, it's a waste of time".

"I only give you a month to change, if after a month you still don't see that I have the ability to live alone, then don't discuss anything with me anymore, you have to move in with me."

Seeing that her brother was so resolute, Nhat Linh could only hum to obey, not that she did not want to oppose, but that she was very afraid of her brother. If she continues to be stubborn, her brother will get angry.

From his backpack, Tong Quan Kiet pulled out a piece of paper placed on the table, he pointed: "I want to race to the bottom of the board, I don't forbid it, but if you still study like that, I don't mind tutoring you."

"You can't be so mean?", she was dissatisfied with his discretion, reaching for the tests.

The score didn't even exceed double digits, how stupid must she be to do such a test.

"Where do you say I'm too much?", not bothering to raise his voice or quarrel with her, Tong Quan Kiet just calmly watched.

Looks like it's not worth it at all.

His brother's gaze was intense.

She didn't even dare to look at him, her courage dwindled, she whispered: "You said that as long as I have the ability to take care of myself, I won't take care of you..."

"Yes, but with this score, have you considered what you will do in the future, I am not asking you to be good, but at least not because of that, you live freely."

"I know", looking back at the score, Nhat Linh depressedly lowered her head.

At her old school, she wasn't this bad... there were so many advanced subjects in the subjects.

How can the students here bear it?

It seems that this younger sister of his has already compromised, Song Jun Kiet sighed.

Really no worries at all.