After dinner, my father sat by the sea again, quietly drifting along with the white foaming waves in the pale sunlight. The sunset gradually sank into the quiet night. The summer sea was quiet, somewhere an old cicada forgot to sleep, tearing apart the sky of longing.
When I sat next to my father, he didn't know. His pensive eyes only looked in one direction, sad and downcast. What did his eyes want to say? Was he thinking about Miss Mai - about the memories of the sim hill years ago? Since yesterday morning, when he heard a phone call from a stranger, he became absent-minded like that!
There was a time when my mother blamed my father, blamed his indifference to dinners without words or laughter. There was a time when my mother went back to her parents' house for a whole week, because my father did not remember the anniversary of their wedding decades ago. I was the only daughter in the family, so I witnessed everything. I felt sorry for my mother but also loved my father, loved but could not express it, loved - only loved. Every time my mother was angry with my father, I always tried to find a way to make things right. My father was confused in the way he spoke, he never once used flowery words to beg my mother, even though he was a literature teacher at a school in town. I did not understand how my father confessed his love to my mother before? Then how did my mother and my father fulfill their fate? Or did they come together because my grandparents forced them, arranged a match... I really wanted my father to tell me at least once, but every time I asked, he waved his hand "that's a story from the past", then laughed it off.
My father told me about Mai, about the love story on the purple sim hill with the dates in the forest far from home. It had been many years since then. Both Mai and my father had their own happiness. They both had a family with beloved children, but sometimes they still missed each other like that. Their hair was turning gray, their skin was tanned, their legs were tired, but even my father could not explain why he sometimes missed the memories of the past.
Dad cried like a child! “She just passed away yesterday. She died of a stroke.” A man in his sixties was crying in front of his daughter. I could only silently watch Dad cry. Maybe those tears would ease his heartache a little. This was the second time I saw Dad cry, the first time I saw him cry was when my grandmother passed away. When my grandmother passed away, I was too young to understand Dad’s feelings. It turns out that everyone is weak, even men - the pillars of the family. Everyone needs a shoulder to lean on when they are down and weak. And my Dad was no exception. It seemed like he had just lost an important friend in his heart. Although I had never met Ms. Mai, I was sure she was a good person. For so many years, my family was still warm and happy, proving that she was an exemplary person and my Dad was a wonderful father.
After lighting incense on Mai’s grave. Sitting by her grave for a while, the father and son returned to the bus station to return home. Dad said: “In the future, marry the person you love to be happy!” - Dad’s voice choked up. Our grandparents often say “daughters inherit their father’s virtue”, surely in the future you will be happy. Believe me, Dad!
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