Chapter 8 — Spring Never Ends

“Thank you to my team, and also thank you to this Van Thanh city.” “It makes me know that understanding should not be a reason to be exploited.” “If you just have the courage to cut off those rotten ties, each person can become the first choice that shines thousands of feet in the eyes of others.” The applause under the stands echoed like thunder, lasting endlessly. After the ceremony ended, I walked out of the theater. On a summer night in Van Thanh, the breeze blew across my face, even the air was filled with freshness. Doan Canh Xuyen took out a bunch of blooming sunflowers from the back seat of the car and put it in my arms. "Congratulations designer Ha." He bowed his head and looked at me, his eyes bright and straightforward. "Sunflowers like sunlight, don't need to hide in the dark, and don't need others to cool them down." "It just needs to bloom on its own." My heart moved slightly. I held the bouquet of flowers with the scent of grass and trees, smiled and sat in the passenger seat. "To congratulate you on receiving the award, today I personally went to the kitchen." Doan Canh Xuyen walked back to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt and tilted his head to tell me. "I have already bought the tenderloin and spices, making your favorite spicy boiled meat dish, absolutely not adding a single stalk of coriander." The car slid into the brilliant night of Van Thanh. There was gentle, relaxing music playing in the car. The air conditioner blew out a gentle breeze at just the right temperature, brushing across my cheeks. Those suffocating heat. These biases cannot wait forever. All left in the past. I looked at the gentle city outside the window, gently leaning on the back of the chair. Endured through twenty-two summers of despair. Finally, I have truly, welcomed my spring, spring will never end again. End of full text.