CHAPTER 59: THE END

Love is something that makes people suffer but still stabs their heads

Sometimes I don't know what I want

Just feel a rising sadness that is hard to go away.

" Body dust, my life

Let one day grow up to grow up"

A dear son returned to the dust, the birthplace of large forms. Carrying Chan Phong's ashes back to Da Lat for burial, I know that no matter where you go, you will still want to return to this place, because this is where you grew up.

After taking care of everything, I returned to our old house and saw an old man in the garden watering plants

"Who are you? What are you doing here?”

"I'm the one who was embroidered by Mr. Phong to take care of this daisy garden, I've been working here for a long time, almost 5 years now"

It turns out that the flower garden is always lush because of you, you always keep the ones I like, thank you, Chan Phong, thank you for coming to this world.

Bame Phong has returned to the US, his ashes are kept at the same place as Khanh An, I went to bring his