"Haha, grandma, you are right, people always have to look forward. [ ] But there are some things that should be remembered, are you right?"
Hearing what the grandma said, Ye Huang smiled and agreed.
"Young people are right. After all, people are not grass and trees. Some things can never be forgotten in a lifetime. This requires us to downplay its impact on our lives. Keep it in our hearts and don't touch it, and we will live a better life.
If you can't let go, life will be difficult, what do you think, young man?"
"Grandma is absolutely right!" Ye Huang nodded.
It can be seen that the old man in front of me has a very thorough view of life.
"This person, you have to go through many hurdles in your life, no matter how long or short, as long as you endure it, you can get through anything. My wife and I become deaf-mute and disabled at any time, but this life has been ups and downs.
He came over safely."
"After God takes something away from you, he will always give you something back. Young man, don't live in dark clouds all the time. As long as you stand taller, there will be sunshine above the dark clouds. This flower is even a gift from your mother-in-law.
It’s yours, live a good life in the future and look forward, life is still beautiful.”
Smiling, the old man quickly handed the wrapped white rose from his wife's hand to Ye Huang.
"Thank you, grandma, can I ask you a question?"
After taking the flowers handed over by the old man, Ye Huang said without any politeness.
"Ask, as long as I can answer." He smiled and the old man tilted his ears as if he was afraid that he could not hear clearly what Ye Huang said.
"What I want to ask is, can suspicion and suspicion be tolerated between a pair of lovers? What should we do if the other party doesn't like himself?"
Ye Huang stared at the old man, trying to get an answer.
The Old Man is a book that has gone through vicissitudes of life. If young people are unable to make a decision on something, they can ask an experienced old man, and they will often be enlightened at this time.
This is what Ye Huang made today.
Hearing what Emperor Ye said, the old man raised his eyebrows and then said with a smile.
"It can be seen that the young man has got over the pain of your deceased girlfriend. I guess the person you are talking about is yourself, right?"
"Yes, grandma, can you give me instructions?"
"Instructions don't count. I'm not a sage. I'm just a blind old woman. Young man, I also want to ask you a question."
"Grandma, please ask."
"Do you love her?"
"Love!" Ye Huang knew who the old man was referring to and nodded.
"Then does she love you?" The old man smiled and asked again.
But this time, Ye Huang hesitated.
"Are you not sure, or do you think it's not love because you think she doubts you and is jealous of you?"
"Yes!" Ye Huang nodded, but did not deny it.
If it were in the past, Ye Huang would have said without hesitation that they loved him, but today he did not dare to say so.
Trust, suspicion, and opposing propositions, Ye Huang didn't know how to judge them.
"Young man, what is love?"
The old man smiled when he heard Ye Huang's answer and continued to ask.
Ye Huang was silent.
What is love?
Ye Huang really never thought about these things.
"Don't know how to answer? It doesn't matter, just tell me what you understand."
"Love is tolerance, giving, and helping each other." Ye Huang agreed.
"Haha, that's right, tolerance, giving, and mutual support. These are the qualities that love should have, but this is not all of love. It is what love needs."
"Tolerance is a quality that men and women should have when they fall in love, dedication is a quality that two people should have after getting married, and mutual support should refer more to the qualities that couples who have been married for many years should have. The former is ignorant love
It’s not really love, it’s love in the middle but not complete, and at the end it’s not love anymore, it’s more of family affection.”
"So it's hard to define love. Even I, an old woman, can't explain clearly what love is when I live to this age. People who understand love often cannot see through love and never define love. But I still
I want to add one more thing to the definition of love you summarized, love is long-lasting and patient. What about young people, do you understand?"
"Thank you grandma, I seem to understand something. Thank you for your words. I know what to do."
The old man's words made Ye Huang re-examine his relationship with several women.
As the old man said, love requires many qualities and is impossible to define, because any definition of love has different interpretations on different occasions.
However, in addition to the problems between himself and his girls, Ye Huang understood that love is more than tolerant and tolerant, it is more of a kind of patience.
In fact, there is no lack of tolerance between myself and the girls, but no matter how much tolerance there is, there is a limit. The rest is patience. Whether you can endure it is the key to testing love.
"Haha, just understand. It's normal for young people to quarrel. Don't always take it to heart. Look at things from the other person's perspective. You will understand better."
"What grandma said is that I think I know how to deal with my own problems. Thank you grandma for today. I think I should go."
"It's nothing. I'm very happy today, old lady. Go do what you should do."
The old man waved his hand and said.
Later, Ye Huang walked out of the flower shop with the flowers given by the old man for free, then got into the car and drove to Nanshan Cemetery.
I haven't been here for a few months, and Nanshan Cemetery is still as cold and cold as last time. After the last time the old man was unfortunately killed, the whole cemetery became much colder.
The door was secured with an old rusty lock and was not locked.
Parking the car outside, Ye Huang walked in with the flowers, and a few minutes later came to the wind chime.
It's very clean and weed-free at the moment, and it looks like someone has come over to repair it.
No need to guess, Emperor Ye also knew that someone from the Nangong family came over and placed the white rose in his arms on the tombstone.
Emperor Ye leaned over and kissed the beautiful face on the tombstone.
"Wind Chime, I haven't seen you for a few months, you won't blame me, right?"
Just sitting on the ground like this, sitting on the wet turf, Ye Huang's eyes were full of tenderness.
"Wind Chime, is it okay over there in Heaven? Will it rain like this in Yucheng? Maybe, otherwise there will be so much rain falling from the sky, are you right?"
"Wind Chime, I'm living a good life now. It's just like what you expected. I found my parents. Although I haven't met them yet, I have promised to go back. I also found several sisters for you, although they don't have them.
You are well-behaved, but you are always very obedient."
"This time I made one of your sisters cry. I don't know if it was my fault or hers. Anyway, I said a lot of things that made her sad. She might have to leave me."
"I know you don't want this, and I don't want it either, but the reality is always like this, and I'm helpless."
Smiling bitterly and licking his chapped lips, Ye Huang reached out to wipe away the raindrops falling on the photo and continued.
"Maybe I really need to change something. If this continues, several other people may not be able to bear it. Before I came here, I asked an old lady that love requires patience. I think she was right."
"But you know that love is a matter for both parties. What if they can't understand me if I endure it all the time? I don't want to blindly give and not get understanding."
