Chapter 23
Chapter 23 — Swept into the Wave of Love
One week after the tournament ended, the organizing committee of the national surfing federation held a press conference to summarize the season and officially announced the results of the investigation into the Lu Khac Bon case. According to published information, he was prosecuted with many serious crimes, including fabricating evidence, slander, and intentionally endangering the lives of others, with all the irrefutable evidence from what Viet Khoi and Lam Khue painstakingly collected throughout the season.
The press conference took place in the large hall of the coastal resort, where a tense reception had previously been held, where Viet Khoi had to skillfully inquire about Lu Khac Bon's past while being cautious and alert. This time, the atmosphere was completely different, filled with optimism and joy. The rows of seats were filled with reporters, not only from familiar sports channels but also from many major newspapers interested in the social and legal aspects of the entire incident.
The new president of the federation, who had just been appointed to replace Lu Khac Bon, opened the press conference with a brief speech, pledging to completely reform the internal management and supervision process, ensuring that unfortunate incidents like Vu Dinh Trac's case would never have a chance to repeat in the future. He also announced the establishment of a scholarship fund named after Vu Dinh Trac, to support young athletes in difficult circumstances pursuing their passion for surfing, as a way to remember and honor his legacy. Viet Khoi and Lam Khue were invited to speak as the two central characters of the entire story, standing next to each other on the podium, facing dozens of camera lenses and hundreds of domestic and foreign reporters.
Not every question that day was congratulatory. A reporter specializing in the legal section of a major newspaper raised his hand, his voice frank and uncompromising. "As far as I know, the initial clue that made the two suspect Mr. Lu Khac Bon came from a phone conversation that Mr. Viet Khoi accidentally overheard the conversation at a private party. If the core evidence of the case is based on such an overheard conversation, is the entire file at risk of being rejected by the court for violating personal privacy?"
The entire hall suddenly fell silent, dozens of cameras simultaneously turned towards the podium. The new president of the federation proactively spoke up before Viet Khoi could speak. "The question is very relevant, and I would like to clarify to avoid any misunderstanding: that conversation has never been used as official evidence in the proceedings. It is just a detail to help the two young people determine the right direction of investigation. All criminal charges against Mr. Lu Khac Bon are based on statements signed by witnesses, original recording files with independent technical expertise, and direct testimony of those involved - all of which were collected by the investigation agency in the correct order. law."
Viet Khoi nodded and continued, his voice calm but decisive. "I admit, at that time I only happened to hear a few words, without any intention of stalking or recording anything. But because we were not sure about those overheard words, we spent nearly two more weeks searching for independent evidence, solid enough to stand before public opinion today, instead of announcing it immediately based on a vague statement."
That clear, somewhat cautious answer seemed to ease the doubts of the difficult reporter, making the whole hall breathe a sigh of relief before the press conference returned to a lighter, warmer atmosphere.
"We want to take this opportunity to publicize something that both of us have been cherishing for a long time but have not had a suitable opportunity to share," Viet Khoi opened his mouth, his voice was calm but could not hide the excitement mixed with happiness. He turned to look at Lam Khue, holding her hand in front of the cameras of everyone present. "During the tumultuous journey of this season, the love between Lam Khue and I has blossomed and grown with each day and each challenge we overcome together. Today, we want to officially confirm that we are in love, and hope to receive support and blessings from everyone."
The entire hall was silent for a brief moment before erupting into enthusiastic applause, mixed with happy whistles from a number of young reporters who had guessed this relationship from intimate images between the two taken throughout the season. Lam Khue smiled, her face was pink with embarrassment but her eyes were filled with undisguised happiness.
"I never thought I would one day stand here, opening up my personal love story to the public like this," she said, her voice still a bit shaky but full of sincerity. "But after everything I've been through, I realized that hiding is no longer something I want to do anymore, whether it's my true identity, or the feelings I have for the person who has always been by my side, protecting me through all dangers."
The reporters quickly asked a series of questions, most of which were congratulatory and curious in a friendly way, different from the suspicious and probing questions in the early days of the season. A young reporter jokingly asked if they had any plans for the future, making the whole hall laugh as Viet Khoi blushed, while Lam Khue just smiled mysteriously, not revealing anything more than a tactful answer that "it's too early to say, but it will definitely be a long journey together."
After the press conference, news about their relationship quickly spread throughout newspapers and social networks, but this time, there were no more malicious criticisms and doubts like before when Lu Khac Bon deliberately tarnished the image of both. Instead, most of the public's reactions were positive, moved by a beautiful love story that arose amid adversity, likened to a modern legend of the surfing sports world.
Fans everywhere sent warm congratulations, many even drew pictures and composed short paragraphs telling their stories in a romantic style, making both Viet Khoi and Lam Khue surprised by the influence of the love story that seemed to belong only to the two of them.
Dam Viet Long, when asked by a few reporters about his thoughts on the relationship between his two students, just laughed and answered a question that made many people laugh. "I figured this out a long time ago, before the two of them even realized their own feelings. Old people like me are very sharp-eyed."
Cao Boi Nghi, as the first person to bring the entire story to light, also received many compliments from colleagues and readers for his dedication and integrity in his work. Her article was later nominated for a prestigious journalism award, marking an important turning point in her sports journalism career.
That afternoon, after all press conference procedures were completed, Viet Khoi took Lam Khue to a quiet area on the beach, where they could stay away from cameras and public attention for a while. He held her hand and led her along the sandy beach, the ocean waves gently patting their feet in the gentle afternoon sunlight.
"How does it feel to finally have nothing to hide anymore?" he asked, his voice gentle.
"Relieved, free, and happier than I ever imagined," Lam Khue replied, her eyes shining with a pure joy she had never felt before. "I thought, after my father passed away, I would never be able to find the feeling of belonging again, the feeling of being fully myself, without having to fear or hide anything. But you, and the whole journey we went through together, gave me that."
Viet Khoi stopped, turned to look at her, his eyes filled with deep respect and love. "Me too. Before meeting you, I always thought the championship title was the most important thing in my life. But now, I realize, there are things that are much more precious than any trophy, which is finding someone who is willing to go through all the storms with you, not because of obligation, but because of sincere love."
He bent down and gently placed a kiss on her lips, amidst the brilliant sunset that dyed the sky and sea of Mui Ne into a warm orange-yellow strip. Lam Khue wrapped her arms around him, responding to the kiss with all the sincere love she had stored throughout the long and tumultuous journey, without any remaining shyness or fear.
"Thank you," she whispered when the kiss ended, her forehead still close to his, "for being with me from that first anonymous night, until now, when all the secrets are fully revealed."
"And I will continue to be by your side, for all the remaining days," Viet Khoi replied, his voice firm and full of commitment. "There are no more anonymous waves, it's just us, together to face whatever lies ahead."
They stood there for a long time, in the middle of an empty beach, letting the sunset and the sound of the ocean waves witness a love that had been tested through many hardships, and could now freely shine, with no more barriers or secrets separating the two hearts that had found each other among the waves of Mui Ne.
On the way back, they stopped by the same Vong Trieu bar, where everything started from a surprising anonymous night. The shop still retains its familiar cozy look, with pale yellow string lights, soft acoustic music mixed with the sound of the waves outside. They chose the exact table where they sat next to each other that night, ordered two glasses of light wine, and together reviewed the first memories that silently planted the seeds for everything that happened later.
"If I hadn't stopped by here that night," Viet Khoi said, smiling slightly, "maybe things would have been completely different."
"Maybe so," Lam Khue replied, holding his hand on the table. "But I believe, even then, fate will find a way to bring us together, in some way. This sea is vast, but sometimes strangely small for those who are destined to meet it."
They clinked glasses, letting the soft sound of glass clinking into the warm atmosphere of the familiar bar, marking a new beginning for the journey ahead, when all secrets were exposed and the love between them could now freely grow in the light of day.