Class Reunion: Purple is for dreaming!

(Baohatinh.vn) - At night, the sound of waves crashing on Xuan Thanh beach (Ha Tinh). The furious sound from the Gala dinner resounds.

“Lan dieu” dragged me to the side of the boat, lifted the screen of the iPhone 16 to show me. “You are still very beautiful!” - the message on the phone lit up and flashed.

“Lan dieu” laughed heartily when she saw me staring. “Lan dieu” and I were relatives, lived next door to each other, and studied together from elementary school to high school. We often called each other “sisters”. Because of the trust that had been built up since first grade, we told each other almost everything.

The sky at Xuan Thanh was inky black at night, but the lights of the coastal town were sparkling. To celebrate our 20th anniversary of graduating, our high school class chose Xuan Thanh as our “waiting place”. That day, we played together happily all day long.

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“Tu Xoan” and “Dai Cat”… from Binh Duong also quickly took a Boeing to Vinh airport to go straight to Xuan Thanh. “Tu Xoan” that day had many gestures that were not related to his age. He looked like a child, very cute, even though he was the boss of a company, owning a huge amount of assets. Luxury car, house on the street, a sparkling gold necklace around his neck.

The light from “Lan dieu”’s phone screen reflected the words “Tu 12H”. The texter was revealed. “Tu xuan” praised “Lan dieu”! The man inside me suddenly woke up, tipping me off about a shady plan. “Lan dieu” shook her head and said: “He texted me several times today, asking me to go here and there. Before he left, he texted me to ask me out, but I didn’t reply.”

Then “Lan dieu” changed her state, the serious voice of a woman who was worried about raising 2 children in high school and elementary school: When we were students, she and I had feelings, but they were innocent and naive. I only sent her exactly 1 purple Lagerstroemia flower, pressed in a graduation notebook. Everyone in class H, majoring in literature, was daydreaming like that! She went to school in Ho Chi Minh City, I went to school in Hanoi . We only sent letters to ask questions and chatted. Once she really confessed her love, but I refused. We felt that we were not compatible. After that, she got married, I got married. We never dated or met each other.

“So you won’t answer it?” I asked. “Lan dieu” shook her head: “You’re crazy.” I urged her: “Answer what “Tu xuan” said.” “Are you crazy?” “Lan dieu” was angry. “ We can’t cross the beautiful boundaries, you know! Purple is for dreaming. ” “Lan dieu” threw a meaningful sentence into my ear and quickly walked to the sea, singing as she walked. I clicked my tongue: “Lan dieu”! You’re so brave.

That night, Lan went home to sleep with Man. They worked for the same company and were often inseparable.

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“Purple is for dreaming” - I understand that “Lan dieu” is talking about the color of flowers that year, the color of flowers that Lan gently pressed into the student book to send to “Tu xoan”. Back then, we saw pressing royal poinciana petals, pressing purple flowers, some even pressed the whole body of a butterfly next to a dry blade of grass… into the yearbook as the “fashion” to say goodbye to school years. Some even wrote very glossy lines, not a few tears fell down, wetting the paper, sounding like rivers and seas were about to separate.

In a time without internet or cell phone signals, we shared those memories as a promise for tomorrow - the day we would grow up but would always remember each other. We grew up from being naive and clumsy.

“Purple is for dreaming” is the end of a time when everyone was like that. The purple of the past is not a continuation of a frivolous, faded feeling later. Adults have heavy duties. We cannot continue the feelings of students for the present feelings, when honor is different, duties are different. The orders and rules of life force us to be serious with what we have, even if it is only known to ourselves.

Let the past with its pure, innocent beauty add carefreeness to the present with the belief that: you meet you, just you, nothing more, nothing less. That is also the greatest meaning, the most anticipated of all time… class reunions.

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