Chapter 14 — My mother-in-law made a will to steal my property, leaving the whole family empty-handed

I became the youngest middle manager in the company. I raised my glass and received congratulations from my colleagues. Looking at those sincere smiles, I felt many emotions. It turns out… when you put the time and energy into yourself. The results received... are so clear and worthy. Compared to betting on a wrong man or marriage… this choice… is worth a hundred times more. News about the Ly family sometimes still reaches my ears. Through relatives who like to gossip. It is said that after selling the house, they moved to a small, old apartment far from the center. Chu Cam could not bear that disparity and lamented his fate every day. But… no one wants to listen. Ly Vy couldn't find a decent job, she could only work as a supermarket cashier, and was exhausted every day. No more money to buy designer clothes, no more glamorous life. As for Ly Hao... almost disappeared. He changed jobs, cut off all relationships, locked himself in his own world. It is said that... he became quiet and lost all interest in everything. I heard those stories... but felt nothing. No gloating, no pity. Their lives... good or bad... have nothing to do with me anymore. We... are like two parallel lines, never intersecting. As for me, I just need to raise my head and continue on my path. A year later, I used my project bonus... to reward myself with a long trip. I go to Tibet. A place that I have dreamed of for a long time. I stood in front of the Potala Palace, looking at the blue sky and gently drifting white clouds. The highland wind blows, cold but clear. I feel like my whole being has been purified. Old hurts... become so small that they are not worth mentioning. I asked a passerby to take a photo of me. In the photo, I stand in the sunlight, smiling brightly and with relief. I posted it on social networks, with a text.

"Let go of what's wrong, then you'll find what's right. Say goodbye to the past, then you can turn towards the light."

Very quickly, the post received countless likes and comments. Friends, colleagues, and even my parents. Everyone congratulated me. I looked at the phone screen... and smiled. I know, my life... has just begun. Ahead, there are countless beautiful scenes waiting for me to step forward. As for me, Hua Tinh... I will definitely live into the version I love the most and the most brilliantly. On my first long vacation after the divorce, I went to Tibet. The place closest to the sky. I stood by Namtso Lake, the wind blew the prayer flags and gently brushed my hair. The lake surface is so pure blue, like a giant pearl placed between heaven and earth. I feel my soul... is also washed by that blue color. I raised my camera, wanting to capture the moment before my eyes. Everything in the frame is as beautiful as a dream. But just as I was about to click the shutter... The camera made a low "beep" sound. The screen is black. I sighed softly, blaming myself for leaving in such a hurry that I forgot to charge the backup battery. At that moment, a deep and clear male voice rang out next to me.

“Do you need this?”

I turned my head. A man stood there. He wore a dark gray camping jacket and a professional camera backpack on his back. About my age, bright face, eyes as calm as a lake. In his hand... was a backup charger. I was a little stunned, then felt A feeling of gratitude arose.

“Thank you very much.”

He smiled slightly, handed me the charger and cord.

“Scenery like this, it would be a shame to miss it.”

I took it and plugged it in to charge. We don't talk much. He went to another corner, held up the camera, attentively capturing every change of light. And I sat on a rock by the lake, waiting for the charger, while quietly looking at the snowy mountains in the distance and the slowly drifting clouds. We are in the same space, not bothering each other. But there is a very strange harmony. An hour later, the device was fully charged. I brought the charger back to you.

“Thank you very much.”

He nodded and took it back.

“I am Tran Nham, Nham in the rock.”

“I am Hua Tinh, Tinh in quietness.”

We looked at each other and smiled. No contact exchange. No appointment again. It's like two travelers accidentally meeting each other in the middle of a journey, walking together for a while and then each turning their own direction. I turned around and continued my trip. The sunlight covers you, warm. I turned my head and looked back. He still stood by the lake, his shadow lengthening, like a stroke in a painting. At that moment, I suddenly understood. This trip… is not to run away. But to return. Return to a world without the Ly family, without calculations, without arguments. Return to the vast life... which originally belongs to me.