Chapter 25 — Loss Of Memory Forgetting Old Love

It is said that that woman is the granddaughter of the great national painting master Trinh. To be able to drive two young masters from a wealthy family crazy to this extent, must be a fairy-like character." This fairy quietly left the conversation and studied hard. The third year, Ta Thinh Ngon no longer sent things over, and the designated donations also stopped. I also no longer go to school. Under the professor's recommendation, I accepted the position of Design Director at a leading art academy. Two years later, I returned home as Deputy General Director, exploring the domestic market. While interacting with Ta Thi, I learned that Ta Thinh Ngon was no longer at Ta Thi. After asking for a long time, I finally learned that three years ago, Ta Thinh Ngon's illness relapsed, he resigned, and locked himself in his room to self-harm. When his family discovered him, he almost died. After that, he had to go to a mental hospital for treatment, and has not been discharged yet. I went to that mental hospital to visit. The hospital repeatedly refused because the patient's emotions were difficult to control. At my last resort, I had no choice but to leave my business card: "Wait until his emotions stabilize, please let me know." The person in charge glanced at my business card: "Are you Wen Ning?"

“Yes, it's me, did he mention me?”

The person in charge shook his head: "When he was brought here, he went through hypnosis treatment, forgot a lot of things, he never mentioned this name, but..." When I met Ta Thinh Ngon, I realized why the person in charge hesitated and wanted to stop talking. The two words Wen Ninh were engraved on his body. The arms, the chest, cut the flesh over and over again, the writing overlapped each other, looking at it was terrifying. He had just taken the medicine and looked blankly at the ceiling. Seeing me, he cringed: "I'm not looking for you, I'm keeping my promise, no matter how much I miss you, I'm not looking for you!" Didn't you say you forgot a lot of things? Why do you still remember me? I patted his shoulder. Ta Thinh Ngon turned his head to look at me, his eyes gradually reddened, and he trembled and called out: "Wife!" I smiled and replied: "You got the wrong person, I just came to pay." I transferred all the money he used to support me to the mental hospital, telling the director: "The treatment is not thorough enough, I hope you will try harder." From now on, I and the past no longer have any connection. From now on, my path will only be filled with flowers. (End)