Chapter 7 — Take Back Your Life

I know you're talking about Giang Nghien Le. I stopped for a moment. “At least he won't make the decision for me.” Zhou Jingze was completely speechless. Giang Nghien Le came out of the hall and stood next to me. “The celebration has begun.” I nodded. "Let's go." Behind, Chu Kinh Trach stood in the middle of the crowd. It was like one wrong word was finally crossed out of my life. The real outcome was a year later. Industry summit held in Beijing. I, as the project manager, went on stage to speak. Below the stage sat full of business representatives and investors. After the speech ended, the organizing committee arranged a round table interview. When I opened the candidate's resume, I saw a familiar name. Zhou Jingze. He stood at the door, his face unusually white. The interviewer next to him smiled and asked: "In charge of Tham, do you know this candidate?" The whole meeting room looked towards me. Chu Kinh Trach's fingers tightened his resume, there was panic and awkwardness in his eyes. In the past, when he made life decisions for me, I probably never thought that one day he would also stand in my process. I closed my resume, my voice calm. "Familiar." Chu Kinh Trach's throat moved. I continued: “But just follow the process.” The last bit of light in his eyes completely darkened. At that moment, I suddenly understood. The cruelest revenge is not telling him to go away. It's that I'm finally standing in a position he can't reach, watching him forced to comply with my rules he once trampled on. The winter after the industry summit, Beijing had the first snow of the season. Chu Kinh Trach used an unknown number to send me a text message. "Let's meet one last time. After we meet, I'll leave." I originally intended to delete it. But seeing the snow outside the window, I finally went. There are some debts that must be settled personally. The location is a small roadside restaurant. He ordered a pot of crayfish. Exactly the day we received the offer. The heat rose, the red oil boiled. I don't sit for too long. “Say it.” Chu Kinh Trach looked at me, his eyes full of blood. "Last year's first snowy night, before looking for you, I met Luong Thu Y first." My finger stopped. “The night she got engaged, she asked if I regretted it.” He smiled bitterly. "I said I wished her happiness. But as soon as I left the hotel, it collapsed, so I came looking for you." I silently looked at him. His voice choked. "It's not that I didn't love you that day. It's just that at that time, I saw you as the only person who wouldn't leave me." I suddenly burst out laughing. Laugh until your eyes sting. “So you were hurt at her place, so you came to me to warm up.” Chu Kinh Trach's face turned pale. "Thi Vi..." "The saying that wherever I am in the future, you will be there, is not a promise." I speak for you. “But after losing her, you temporarily held my hand.” He cried. Tears fell onto the table. "Sorry." I looked at that pot of crayfish. Just feel disgusted. “If I don't detect the anonymous post, what will you do?” Zhou Jingze stiffened. I answer for you. “You will let me go to Nam Thanh.” “I will say Beijing is too tired, say Nam Thanh is suitable for us.” “You will see Liang Shuyi take my place.” “Then you will tell me not to compare, because she is a patient.” His shoulders trembled. “Stop talking.” “I can't even bear to hear it.” I stood up. “But that's the life I almost had to live.” He raised his head, his eyes full of despair. “Are we really no longer capable?” I looked at him. “Zhu Jingze, the person you love is not me.” "My love Tham Thoi Vi will always wait for you, give in to you, forgive you." “But she's dead.” He felt like someone had stabbed him with a da.a.o. The whole person stiffened in the chair. I picked up my bag. “Don't look for me from now on.” Walking to the door, he suddenly called me. “Tham Thoi Vi!” I stopped and didn't turn around. His voice was so broken that it didn't sound like words. “Where will I be later, can you still know?” Outside the window, heavy snow filled the sky. I remember that year when he stood in the snow, his eyes filled with love, saying that wherever I would be in the future, he would be there. That statement fooled me for so long. Now the last one is old

You can return it now. "No need." I pushed the door open into the snow. Giang Nghien Le's car was parked on the side of the road. He didn't ask me how we talked, just gave me hot coffee. “Go to the company or go home?” I took the coffee, my palms slowly warmed up. “About the company.” He raised his eyebrows. “First snow of the season today.” “Then let's fix it a little early and have hot pot for dinner.” He laughed. "Okay." Outside the car window, Chu Kinh Trach stood in front of the shop. Snow fell all over his shoulders. He looked at me, like he was looking at a life that was completely missed. I didn't look a second time. During that one year, I stayed in the Beijing core team, worked on the project, got promoted, increased my salary, and received awards. On the day of the interview, the reporter asked me about my future plans. I looked into the lens. “Go farther, do more difficult things.” “Become a better version of yourself.” That night, Zhou Jingze sent me his last text message.