Chapter 15 — Want the house to be named after your father? So You Pay The Money

“Come here, look at the town treasure we gave you.”

To Tinh mysteriously pulled out a small wooden sign from his pocket, with four words gilded on it: "House of Chu An Ninh."

“Where did you put this?”

I took it and laughed.

"That small shop right at the construction gate, specializes in work for people like you who just bought a house."

She laughed

"Hang it in front of the door, everyone who comes in will know that this house is in your name alone."

Duong Tinh held up his phone and turned around the house

“The lighting in your house is really great.”

“Of course.”

I leaned against the window sill, feeling more relaxed than ever

“I plan to get there little by little.”

She was stunned

“Do you still check feng shui?”

I shook my head

"It's about figuring out clearly... what you really want."

That night, we spread out a picnic rug in the middle of the living room without a sofa, and the three of us gathered around the hot pot and ate until late. Outside the window, the city lights turned on one after another, I suddenly felt like I was standing at a new starting point. There was a little bit of anxiety in that feeling, but more of a sense of anticipation. The old page has turned, my life has quietly moved on to the next chapter. Work became increasingly busy, projects came one after another, I started traveling continuously, meeting all kinds of investors and projects. Once I was surveying and renovating an old building in another province. I stood in the abandoned staircase, looked up at the dismantled wall, and suddenly thought about my past years. The old structure is torn apart. If we try to continue living and just wait for the day to collapse, the best way is to take it apart and rebuild it. It's just... it will hurt when you remove it. But the pain is over and we have the opportunity to redesign from scratch. That fall, the company sent me to Lo Island to participate in an urban renewal forum. The plane landed, outside the window was a patch of damp clouds, the sea breeze wafted through the hallway carrying a light salty smell. I pulled my suitcase and walked on the shiny airport floor, feeling suddenly confused for a moment. This city, to me, is both the beginning... and the end. It started with the wedding house that I wanted to buy with someone else, and the fantasies about two people. The end was when I understood—even if I left, I could still rebuild my life anywhere. After the forum ended, I was in no hurry to leave. I stayed another day, intentionally stopping by the place where the name "Trieu Truong Lam" was almost written on the red book. The "Giang Canh Hoa Vien" area has been completed, the green trees in front of the door from small sprouts have now become full trees. I stood under the building, looked at each balcony drying clothes, and vaguely heard the sound of a TV playing movies from a certain apartment. The sales room has moved, the old place has been changed to a common room, with a notice posted on the door "Calligraphy Club for the Elderly." I didn't go in, I just stood there looking for a moment and then turned away. The house that once almost belonged to me, now whose it belongs to, I don't know. It could be a newlywed couple, or it could be a girl like me in the past, gritting her teeth to collect enough money for a deposit. Whoever it is... no longer has anything to do with me. Before leaving the island, I stopped by the house that was in my name.

“Miss Chu, do you want to consider selling?”

The broker stood at the door and handed me a stack of documents

“Market price is good, nice location, high potential for price increase.”

“How much can you sell?”

I asked through the loudspeaker. He calculates very quickly

“At least the net profit is more than 1,000,000 yuan.”

I walked around the living room, my fingertips brushing the door frame that had once been hot from the sun ran. Over the past year, I haven't been here much, most of the time it stood silently like a friend who doesn't speak. But I know… it gave me stability. The feeling of “I can go anywhere, but there is always a place to come back to.” I went back to talk to the broker

“But there is one condition.”

“Say it.”

He immediately noticed.

“I hope the buyer is a girl who pays for herself.”

I stopped

“I know this is not completely under control… so please prioritize helping me, if there is a suitable person.”

He paused, then laughed

“Okay, I will try.”

The procedure went more smoothly than I expected, the house was sold quickly. The buyer was a girl who had just been promoted, dressed neatly in a suit, with undisguised joy in her eyes.

“Miss Chu, I really like this apartment.”