Chapter 652: The True Meaning of Love (Sad Story)

The True Meaning of Love, translated by Zhang Bao 2017.12.16

After three years of passionate love and two years of married life, I'm tired of it. The reason is that my original love for him has turned into an irritating emotion. I am a sentimental woman, delicate in feelings, sensitive in body and mind, always longing for romantic moments, like a little boy who wants candy. But my husband is the complete opposite of me, he is in love, he is sluggish, he doesn't have that romantic tone of marriage at all, which makes me feel very depressed about love.

I'm going to tell him about my decision to divorce. "Why do you want a divorce?" he asked me in surprise. I said, "I'm tired of not everything in this world needs a reason." "He didn't close his eyes all night and smoked non-stop. This made my sense of disappointment even heavier. I thought if he was a man who couldn't even express the feelings he wanted to keep, then what else could I expect from him?

He finally asked me, "What can I do to change your mind?"

As the saying goes: the country is easy to change, but the temperament is difficult to change. By this time, I had lost faith in him. I looked him in the eye and slowly replied, "Then I'll ask you a question, and if you can find the answer in my heart, then I'll change my mind." If we were in a situation where there was a flower that I liked so much growing on the edge of a cliff, and we both knew that if you were to pick that flower for me, it would be life-threatening, and for that reason, would you be willing to pick that flower for me?" he thought for a moment and said, "I'll answer you tomorrow." My heart was heavy waiting for his answer.

The next morning, he left the house, but I saw a piece of paper pressed under a cup of hot milk on the table, which read:

"My dear, I won't pick that flower for you, but allow me to explain why. ”

Looking at these lines, I was so sad. I continued to look down.

"You don't know anything about computers, you always mess up the programs in your computer and cry in front of the screen. I have to protect my fingers so I can help you get back on my computer. You've always forgotten your keys to the house, and I have to protect my legs so I can run back and open the door for you as soon as possible. You love to travel, but you are always lost in an unfamiliar city, and I have to protect my eyes to show you the way. You have cramps at some point every month and I have to protect my palms to massage your tummy. You like to stay at home, and I'm worried that you're going to get infected by baby autism, so I'm going to have to open my mouth to tell jokes and tell stories to kill your boredom. You use the computer all the time for a long time, which is very bad for your eyes. I have to protect my eyes so that as we get older, I can help you trim your nails and pluck out those annoying gray hairs. I will take you by the hand and walk along the beach and enjoy the warm sun and beautiful sand. I will also tell you the color of the flowers, just like the radiance on your face when you were young. Therefore, my dear, I will not go and pick that flower and die until I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do. ”

My tears were scattered on the letterhead, blurring the handwriting. I continued to watch.

"Honey, you've read my answers. If you're happy with these answers, open the door to your home. I just stood there, holding your favorite bread and fresh milk. ”

I hurriedly pulled the door open. I saw his anxious expression, with milk and bread in his hands. By now, convinced that no one would love me as much as he did, I decided to throw away that flower.

This is life, some might say this is love. When a person is wrapped in love, the feeling of excitement can easily disappear. Therefore, people tend to ignore that true love exists in the ordinary and dull. The embodiment of love often seems insignificant and unremarkable, it never has the same pattern, it is as ordinary and ordinary as a flower blooming and falling.

In contrast, romantic times are only a superficial glitz in the early stages of the relationship between lovers. And beneath this surface, true love is the backbone of our feelings, which underpins our practical lives. I hope everyone enjoys reading this story about love.

Sometimes, we don't value what is around us and want to get more. Maybe we should sit down and think about what we already have and learn to appreciate and cherish them better.