Chapter 11 — The Day You Abandoned My Mother and My Child in the Middle of the Airport

The wife has the right to disclose all financial evidence. Ly Minh Trach stared at each clause. Mind is empty. All company shares... were transferred to Tham Niem. The company he built for twenty years. After just one night. Will become yours.

“That doesn't make sense.”

Ly Minh Trach raised his head.

“The company was built by me alone…”

“A company is an asset formed after marriage.”

Tham Niem's mother calmly replied.

"Legal."

“It originally had the right to be divided in half.”

“If you don't agree.”

“She can sue you for adultery during the marriage.”

“I ask you to leave empty-handed.”

“Plus the other financial evidence.”

“It's not just going to jail.”

“And your company will also be investigated and sealed.”

“You choose.”

Ly Minh Trach picked up the pen. Hands tremble. He suddenly remembered the first time he met Tham Niem. She is interning at an architectural office. Wear a white shirt. Hair tied in a neat ponytail. Standing in front of the architectural model. Confidently introduce design plans to customers. The sunlight shines in from the window. Her eyes were as bright as amber. He pursued her for a year. Proposal day. He displayed nine hundred ninety-nine roses under her company building. Get down on one knee. Talk to her.

“Marry me.”

“I will give you happiness for a lifetime.”

Now think again. The so-called… Shelf life is only five years. He signed his name. The moment the tip of the pen touches the paper. He heard something break. Not Tham Niem's heart. It's your heart. Tham Niem's mother put the agreement away. Take a look at him.

“Minh Trach.”

“I'll tell you the last thing.”

“Something you lost.”

“Not just a wife.”

“But someone who could have been with you for the rest of your life.”

“It was your hand that pushed it away.”

“Can't blame anyone.”

Ly Minh Trach stood up. Staggered out the door. Before leaving. He turned his head and looked back at that house. Where Tham Niem and Niem Niem lived for three months. On the tea table. There is a painting of Niem Niem. Scratchy. Is a house. There are two people. A tall person. A short person. High above the head. Write two words. Low per head.

“Nem Niem.”

He opened the door. Step out. Just as the elevator door closed. From inside the apartment came Niem Niem's voice.

"Grandmother."

“Who's coming?”

“There's no one, baby.”

“Go back to sleep.”

“Where is mom?”

“Mom is at work.”

“I'll be back tonight.”

“I miss you mom.”

“I miss you too.”

The elevator slowly went down. Ly Minh Trach leaned against the wall. Can't hold back anymore. Tears quietly flowed down. He remembered the first time Niem Niem called. I'm in a meeting. Tham Niem sent him the video. He just glanced at it. Then turn it off. He remembered when Niem Niem learned to walk. The baby fell down. Sob. And he just said.

“Find your mother.”

He remembered Niem Niem's third birthday. I promised to take you to Disneyland. Finally arrived at Sanya. Be with To Man. Everything. I remember it all. It's too late. The elevator goes down to the first floor. A cold wind rushed in. Ly Minh Trach raised his hand to wipe away his tears. Then step outside. The road at dawn was quiet with no one in sight. Only the streetlights stretched lonely shadows. He took out his phone. Open Tham Niem's WeChat. It's still the photo taken on Remembrance Day one year old. Mother and daughter laughed until their eyes widened. He typed three words. Then press send. A red exclamation mark appears. You have been blocked by the opponent. Ly Minh Trach stood in the middle of a Shenzhen street at dawn. Tighten the phone in your hand. Like a person… Left behind by the whole world. The horizon. A strip of white light has begun to appear. A new day. About to start. But for Ly Minh Trach. My sky... Has completely collapsed. The third day after signing the divorce agreement. Ly Minh Trach began to regret. No regrets. That fear is like a chronic poison. From the moment he signed his name. It seeps into the bones little by little. He sat in the CEO's office. Look at Shanghai's skyline out the window.