Chapter 5 — Eight Years Change One Time Letting Go

“You don't want it, do you?” Seeing that she didn't say anything, he frowned, "Don't you know how hard it is to get free tickets on this route? Van Chieu begged me until I finally agreed. Out of respect for the 8th anniversary, I changed my mind about you."

“Just give your ticket to Trinh Van Chieu.” She looked at him, her voice so soft that she almost couldn't hear it.

“What did you say?”

"I said, give her your ticket. I don't need it."

Tham Bach Chu stood up, his face dark and scary.

"Han Mo Tuyet, don't let the situation do anything to you. I've given you the opportunity. If you find a way to die yourself, then don't cry and beg me."

“I don't ask you.”

He swung his hand and broke a glass cup on the tea table. The debris hit her calf, cutting it into a bloody streak. He didn't bother to look, turned around, slammed the door and left. She lowered her head to look at the blood dripping from her leg, pulled out a tissue and wiped it away. No pain, really no pain anymore. Time passed quickly until next Wednesday. Celebrating 8 years of love. It is also the day her resignation letter takes effect, and she will leave this city. She dragged her only suitcase and took a taxi to the airport. Her flight to Dali took off at 3 p.m. After changing her boarding pass, she sat in the waiting room, watching the planes take off and land outside the window. The aurora flight takes off at 2pm. Tham Bach Chu must have been sitting in the captain's seat at this time, preparing to start the engine. She turned on her phone, wanting to see his flight information for the last time, ending the past 8 years. Crew information on the Umetrip application appears. In the Captain section, it is not Tham Bach Chu. Has been changed to a completely unfamiliar name. She was stunned. Could it be that he was sick so he had to change shifts suddenly? At this moment, the corner of her eye glanced at the door of the business class lounge not far away. A man wearing a comfortable overcoat was pushing a pink suitcase inside. Next to him is a woman wearing a coat of the same color. The woman intimately held the man's arm, her head resting on his shoulder. They are Tham Bach Chu and Trinh Van Chieu. Han Mo Tuyet stood frozen in place, watching them enter the waiting room. In my ear I could faintly hear the conversation of two ground staff standing nearby.

“Do you see that the person who just walked in is Captain Tham? He has to fly to Reykjavik today?”

"I asked for an unexpected annual leave. I heard it was to take Chief Steward Trinh to Finland."

“Head flight attendant Trinh bragged loudly in the group for half a day yesterday, saying that Captain Tham skipped the aurora flight because of her, and spent his own money to buy passenger tickets to go on a long vacation with her.”

"How romantic, Captain Tham's treatment of Chief Stewardess Trinh is impeccable."

She suddenly felt funny. It turned out that he did not have to give Trinh Van Chieu's free ticket to her. For Trinh Van Chieu, he gave up his flying responsibilities and personally planned an aurora tour with just the two of them. Yet he used that hypocritical lie to force her to be grateful. The loudspeaker blared to announce that her flight had begun boarding passengers. She looked towards the business class lounge join again. Then turn around and show the boarding pass in your hand to the ticket checker. The aircraft cabin door closed. Run, accelerate, take off. Thousands of meters above the sky, his company's plane carried her through the clouds. As for Tham Bach Chu, he took a leave of absence because of his little bear, and was currently sitting in the first class cabin of another plane. She looked at the sea of clouds outside the window. Tham Bach Chu, after eight years, I have finally paid your debt.