Chapter 8 — Aurora Doesn't Wait For You

In that moment, A Lac walking with me glanced at the two of us, then suddenly backed away. Chu Nghien's voice was low. "I've checked, there's an aurora forecast tonight, I'll go see it with you. I've asked the receptionist for the greenhouse room, maybe I can pay extra to move to the main room." He finally got it right for once. Not the necklace, not the wedding ring, nor the compensation after forcing me to give in. It's the aurora I want to see. If it was a day ago, I probably would have burst into tears. But I only took the bottle of stomach medicine, and returned the scarf to him. "No need." Chu Nghien's face paled a bit. "Duong Duong, I know I was wrong about what happened at the airport. On Van Van's side, I told Giang Du to go there." “I still don't understand.” “I understand.” He hurriedly took a step forward. “You shouldn't have changed my ticket, you shouldn't have touched my hotel, you shouldn't have left me alone to face your mother.” I looked at him. “What else?” He stopped. “Also, you shouldn't ask me to apologize.” "Chu Nghien, what you said are all things you shouldn't do. But you never said why you dare to do it every time." He tightened his scarf, his knuckles turning white. From the lobby door came the sound of suitcase wheels dragging on the floor. When Tong Van Van appeared, her face was pale, next to Giang Du. She saw us and immediately stopped. Giang Du's expression was extremely awkward. "Brother Nghien, Van Van insisted on coming here, I couldn't stop her." Tong Van Van looked at the towel in Chu Nghien's hand and smiled very awkwardly. "You're not here to win over someone. The doctor said that you need to face everything clearly to be good for your recovery." She walked up to me and took out an envelope from her bag. "Miss Duong Duong, this is the greenhouse room fee. I know you've been saving for a long time, I'll give it back to you." She lowered her attitude very low. A few people in the lobby looked back. Chu Nghien frowned. “Van Van, don't do that here.” Tong Van Van's eyes were red. “A Nghien, I just want to apologize.” I did not accept that envelope. “Miss Tong, if you really want to apologize, don't always choose a time when there are many people like this.” Her fingers stiffened. Chu Nghien looked at me. “Duong Duong.” It's this tone again. Afraid that I would say harsh words, afraid that she would be hurt, afraid that the scene would become unsightly. I laughed. “See, I still chose to protect her first.” Chu Nghien moved her lips, but couldn't say a word. Tong Van Van lowered her head. "Sister Duong Duong, it's natural for you to hate me. I just don't have a good fate like you, so I can be firmly chosen by others." I looked at Chu Nghien. “She gave you the choice problem again.” This time, Chu Nghien did not immediately catch her. The resentful look on Tong Van Van's face lingered for a moment, then quickly recovered. “A Nghien, I'm a bit tired, I'll go back to my room first.” Giang Du helped her leave. Chu Nghien stood rooted to the spot, his voice hoarse. “You didn't choose her just now.” “But I'm no longer waiting for you to choose.” I turned around and walked out. The bus to see the Northern Lights tonight is waiting for me at the door. A Lac stuck his head out and waved. “Tham Duong, are you coming?” Before I got in the car, Chu Nghien called out again. “Can I… come with you?” I glanced at the scarf in his hand. “Tickets are sold out.” Actually, there is still space in the car. You know, and I know too. When the car door closed, Chu Nghien stood still in the snow, not chasing anymore. The aurora that night was not so spectacular, just a pale blue streak across the horizon. Everyone in the car was extremely excited, holding up their phones to take pictures continuously.