Chapter 13 — Aurora Doesn't Wait For You

He bowed his head, his fingers tightening the strap of his backpack. “I know.” On the corner of the street, someone called his name. It's Giang Du. After a year of not seeing each other, Giang Du had withdrawn a lot, only standing far away and not daring to come here. Later I heard that Chu Nghien and Giang Du broke off their relationship for a while. Because the words Giang Du said at the airport and at the party became a thorn that Chu Nghien did not dare to touch. As for Tong Van Van, she has separated from the protection of the Chu family. Later she sent me another email. She said she moved into a semi-open sanatorium, began to learn how to eat on time, sleep on time, and go to the doctor for help on time, instead of clinging to a certain man. Chu Nghien's parents also came to find me once. Chu Nghien's mother sat on the sofa in my house, holding a cup of tea, rarely without showing a superior posture. “Tieu Tham, you spoke a bit harshly before.” I smiled softly. “It's all over.” She glanced around the house and spoke softly. “You cleaned this place very neatly.” I did not respond to what she might say next. She also understood, put down the tea cup and left. Downstairs, Chu Nghien was still standing there. “Tham Duong, I won't bother you again from now on.” "Okay." He turned and walked a few steps, then stopped. “Aurora borealis that night, wasn't it beautiful?” I remember the blue light covering the sky. I remember standing on the cold snow, but for the first time I felt my heart was completely free. "So beautiful." Chu Nghien nodded. “So that's good.” He walked to the corner of the street and got into Giang Du's car. The car disappeared, the osmanthus flowers fell all over the ground. A Lac looked down from upstairs. “Is it over?” I looked up at her. “It's over.” She smiled, raised the phone and shook it. “Then let's have hot pot tonight to celebrate your rebirth.” I also laughed. Back upstairs, I put the envelope in the bottom drawer, opened the computer, and continued writing my travelogue about my trip to Finland. I deleted and edited the first line many times, finally only keeping a few words. “The aurora is very far away, but I have arrived.” SCREAM