Chapter 16 — Trong Was Born At Eighteen Years Old: This Time I Didn't Marry Truc Ma

Below the photo, Duong An added another sentence. 【In the end, he still chose you.】 【So why are you still unhappy?】 I turned off the phone screen. Starting tomorrow. Whoever he chooses... Has nothing to do with me anymore. 5 a.m. the next morning. I woke up. It was still dark outside the drawing room. Ms. Trinh Thanh Lam parked her car downstairs early. When I pulled down the suitcase, she quietly took the picture tube. Don't ask anything more. The car left the compound. I looked out the window. The breakfast restaurant has just opened its lights. The old apartment block where my house and Chau's house live is still in darkness. For 18 years. This is the first time I left... Without telling Chau Nghien Xuyen. There are many messages on the phone. Mom asked if I was coming home tonight. Tham Man Nhu reminded me the makeup artist would arrive at the hotel at 8 o'clock. And Chau Nghien Xuyen sent me a text message at 1 am. 【Don't be late tomorrow.】 It seems he still believes that... As long as he says so. Then I will definitely appear. I turned off the phone. 6 hours 10 minutes. We arrived at the train station. Ms. Trinh Thanh Lam accompanied me to verify temporary documents. Then give me a brown paper bag.

"I'll bring the ring box and letter to the hotel after the party starts."

"I'm sure..."

"Don't you want to see them one last time?"

"Sure."

"Are you sad?"

I raised my head to look at the electronic clock above the ticket gate. 18 years of love. It can't be said that letting go doesn't hurt. Pain doesn't mean it has to stay. Ms. Trinh gently patted my shoulder.

"See you in Nam Dinh."

I pulled my suitcase and walked through the ticket gate. 7:20 a.m. The train left on time. The city outside the window slowly receded. Never looked back. 8 am. The hotel's dressing room was in chaos. That's what Tham Man Nhu later told me in a letter. The makeup artist waited forever and didn't see me. Continuously making more than ten phone calls. Mom went to the drawing room. But what she saw... was just an empty closet. Only then did she truly understand. Dad immediately took my ID and drove to the station. But the train has left the station. He called me. I don't answer the phone. 9:30 a.m. Relatives of both sides were present at the hotel one after another. On the background are still my names and Chau Nghien Xuyen. The whole hall is filled with photos from childhood to adulthood of the two of us. Everyone is asking... Where is the bride? And at that time... Chau Nghien Xuyen was not present. That morning, Duong An texted to say she wasn't feeling well. He thought Duong An was thinking nonsense, so as soon as it was dawn he rushed to her house. Tham Man Nhu called three times. Only then did Chau Nghien Xuyen rush to the hotel. 10:45 a.m. There are only 15 minutes left until the ceremony begins. He was wearing a black suit. His face was extremely unsightly. As soon as he saw the empty dressing room, the first question he asked was:

"Is Lam Van Kieu still angry?"

My mother cried and said I was gone. Chau Nghien Xuyen did not believe it.

"Where could she go?"

"Nam Dinh."

"Today she went to school to complete the admission procedures."

He stood still for a few seconds. Then immediately pick up the phone and call me. The train has just left the next city. His name appeared on the screen. I clicked silence. Then more than ten times. Chau Nghien Xuyen kept calling. Like if I just picked up the phone... He could still order me to go back. The MC walked up and asked if the ceremony needed to be postponed or not. Uncle Chau told the hotel to temporarily extend the hours. My father's face darkened.

"I'll go get it back."

"It doesn't have an ID yet."

"Can't go far."

At that moment... Ms. Trinh Thanh Lam walked into the hall. She wasn't wearing a formal gown. In her hand she held only a black velvet-covered ring box.

"Van Kieu asked me to bring this."

Chau Nghien Xuyen immediately walked quickly.

"Where is she?"

"Aboard."

"Which trip?"

"She won't let me tell you."

"Miss Trinh."

"This is between our two families."

"But Van Kieu is also my student."

"She asked me to move her things."

"I'm just responsible for delivering."