Chapter 14 — Spring, Beautiful Scenery That Can't See Each Other

When she was young, when her parents were not yet divorced, besides Tet, the thing she looked forward to most was the Mid-Autumn Festival. That day, her father, who lives abroad, will try to fly home, and her mother will personally cook a sumptuous and exquisite feast. Later, when Co Canh Trinh welcomed her home, every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, no matter how busy he was, he would take advantage of leaving work early to come home and have dinner with her. But later, he chose to be with Tham An Nhien. And since then, no one has accompanied her to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival anymore. She rubbed the stinging corners of her eyes, finished the last piece of moon cake, and was about to get up to rest when the doorbell suddenly rang. Opening the door, Luc Dien's familiar face appeared before her eyes. "Kien Hoan, happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Lam Kien Hoan was slightly surprised. If she remembered correctly, today although Luc Dien did not go to the Chinese community's Mid-Autumn Festival party, he had an appointment to watch the moon with his family from far away. Luc Dien seemed to guess what she was thinking, smiling and giving the gift in his hand to her. "My parents just happened to visit New Zealand for a while. After dinner, they returned to their villa." Lam Kien Hoan nodded in understanding and quickly invited him into the house. As soon as she walked in, Luc Dien saw a plate of unfinished mooncakes on the table. "Are you only eating this for dinner?" She was a bit stunned and nodded. Before she could say that she wasn't hungry, her "rumbling" stomach betrayed her. Lam Kien Hoan quickly covered his stomach with his hand, his face red with embarrassment. Luc Dien sighed helplessly: "If you don't come, what will I do if you have a stomachache?" Because he was familiar with Lam Kien Hoan's house, he went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and turned around to ask: "Can I eat fried rice?" She stood at the kitchen door, nodding. Soon, a plate of fragrant fried rice was placed in front of her. In addition, he also made a few other side dishes. When he was about to go back to clean up, Lam Kien Hoan gently pulled his hand back. "Can I sit and eat with you?" So the two of them ate and talked. Perhaps because he didn't expect to still have someone by his side during the Mid-Autumn Festival, for the first time, Lam Kien Hoan revealed all his pent-up loneliness and self-pity in front of Luc Dien. In the end, she even shed a few tears. "When I first came to New Zealand, I was mentally prepared to live alone all my life... because this place is completely strange to me." "If I hadn't met you, I really wouldn't know how to live through the day." "Luckily... I met you." Luc Dien quietly listened to her pour out her heart, gently holding her hand - but this time, she did not pull back. In the middle of the night, she leaned her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Only when he was sure she was asleep did he carefully carry her into the room and gently place her on the bed. Before turning off the light, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Just as he turned to leave, his hand was suddenly grabbed by her. Luc Dien turned his head and heard her dreamily whisper: "Don't go..." His heart seemed to soften, he gently held her hand, gently replied: "I'm here, I won't go anywhere." The morning sunlight shined through the thin curtain onto the bed, Lam Kien Hoan instinctively raised his hand to cover his eyes. But then she discovered she was being held tightly in someone's arms. Tilting her head to look, she saw Luc Dien still sleeping. She had seen many pictures of him, but this was the first time she saw him sleeping. Unable to help herself, she reached out and gently touched his face. At that moment, the man opened his eyes. He looked at her without saying anything, just gently raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "Good morning." She looked at him, then smiled gently: "Good morning." From that day on, the two of them still haven't clearly expressed their feelings in their hearts, just a little closer than before. For example, he will proactively tell her his upcoming schedule

"Are you going back to your country?" Lam Kien Hoan raised her head to look at him, her eyes full of doubt. As far as she knew, most of the Luc family's business was located abroad, very little domestic, not to mention since Luc Dien's parents decided to permanently settle in New Zealand, all domestic work had been handed over to someone else to manage. Luc Dien placed a glass of warmed milk in front of her and smiled: "The new general manager of the Co family just took office and married the young lady of the Hua family, and the Hua family is my mother's maternal side. As a family member, I have to attend the wedding." He lightly tapped his finger on the table, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "By the way... I'll counterattack for you." Lam Kien Hoan's fingers gently squeezed the glass of milk. Since Co Canh Trinh's affair until now, Luc Dien was the first person to say he wanted to stand up and "return justice" to her. "Actually..." Actually, she no longer cared about Co Canh Trinh - after all, he had to receive retribution. But Luc Dien grabbed her hand and said seriously: "Kien Hoan, you are a very important person to me. I don't want you to suffer." It's such a big loss... At the airport, Lam Kien Hoan proactively hugged Luc Dien and advised: "Remember to stay safe."