Chapter 12 — The Light Outside The Door

Unlike a CEO who holds half of the city's commercial map. Like a teenager who waited all winter, finally waiting for the person he was waiting for to return. He saw me. The body stiffens slightly. Then he smiled. Not the kind of polite smile seen on social occasions. The corners of the lips curled slightly, the bottom of the eyes had a broken light. Curb. Tender. Like I was afraid that using too much force would scare me. I stood still and looked at him for three seconds. Then—— I let go of my hand holding the suitcase. Step towards him. One step, two steps, three steps. He is also walking forward. Walk faster than me. Every step accelerates. Five meters. Three meters. One meter—— He stopped. Stand in front of me. The corners of the eyes are slightly red. The flower was raised halfway, then lowered again. Lips moved, as if there were a thousand words to say. But in the end, he could only utter one sentence: "Welcome back." His voice was hoarse. I looked up at him. Three months without seeing each other. The collar of his shirt revealed a small tattoo —— of a wallflower. I lowered my eyes and stared at that tattoo for three seconds. Then reach out your hand. Fingertips gently touch it. His breath hitched for a moment. “What is this?” “…Custom made.” His voice was so tense that it trembled, "Do it after you leave." "Why auspicious flowers?" He was silent for a moment. "Nhuoc Diem." Just two words. ——It's my name. You carved my name on your chest for three months. I withdrew my hand. Raise your head. Look straight into his eyes. There were so many things in those eyes —— the waiting of three months, the hesitation of two years, the rest of a human life. It's all in there. "Co Dien Chu." "There you are." "I finished drawing." He was stunned. “…That painting?” “Yes. The door was slightly open, light shining in.” His throat rolled. “Where does light come from?” I looked at him. “From outside the door.” I understand. At that moment, his whole body felt like it was hit by something. Flowers fall to the ground. Not the romantic kind of fall. It's the type of finger that loses strength and can't react in time. White lisianthus flowers were scattered on the floor. He stretched out his hand—— This time there was no more hesitation. Take two steps forward, hug me completely in your arms. The coat covers me. His chin rested on the top of my head. The arms tightened, so tight that it seemed like it wanted to engrave my blood into my bones. "Nhuoc Diem." The voice shook at the top of my head. Dull. With a bit of a nasal voice. "You'll be very troublesome later." My face was buried in his chest. The scent of cedarwood. Clean, warm. The scent I haven't smelled in three months. "I know." "It will come and bother you every day." "Yes." "I will never let you stay in the hospital alone again." "...Yes." "Let's remarry." I closed my eyes. “You don't even bother using questions anymore?” His arms tightened a little more. "I'm afraid you'll refuse. Don't ask anymore. Just do it directly." I want to laugh. But my nose feels spicy. There were people clapping around. I don't know when there was a circle of people surrounding me. Some people are recording videos, some people are cheering. The cleaning lady stood with a broom, looking at the flowers scattered on the floor with a helpless expression. I raised my head from his lap. "Are you going to pick up those flowers on the floor?" "No need. Go home and buy them back." "You've made the airport dirty." "Repay." "..."He bowed his head and looked at me. Almost within an inch of your life. The tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose. “Can I kiss you?” “This is the airport.” “So that's okay, right?” I didn't answer. But don't avoid it either. I understand. His lips covered it. Very light. Unlike that violent collision in the hospital hallway. Light as a falling snowflake. So gentle that it makes my toes curl. The surrounding applause became even louder. Someone whistled. In the gap of the kiss, I thought——