Chapter 11

During these six months at Max Planck Institute in Germany, I returned to the lab, doing what I did best.

David, the senior researcher who invited me, sometimes remarked: “Why did you waste five years elsewhere? You could have made breakthroughs so much earlier.”

Recording data, I’d smile lightly: “Everyone takes detours sometimes. As long as you find your way back, it’s never too late, right?”

I’ll allow thorns to appear along my life’s long journey.

Even if crossing them leaves me bleeding.

But who can say this won’t lead to a completely new version of me?

As long as I have courage, I’ll boldly move forward, the endless path ahead still glittering.

me so busy, too busy to

day, when a courier delivered a package from London

were two fully paid property

for a luxury penthouse in Manhattan’s Upper East Side, another for our “marriage home” back home where

Munich is quiet, especially at

first couple of months

say I never hoped. I wasn’t too proud to admit I’d hoped he

me.

streets, I wondered if one day I’d turn

I’d instinctively pull back the curtains, only to find an empty

him wouldn’t lose his

among ordinary people were

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