Unattainable, Unbearable Love
The girl could be considered a fortunate one. Growing up in a remote, underdeveloped area, her childhood companions gradually dropped out of school after middle school. She alone, guided by some unseen force, stayed focused and completed high school, eventually entering college.
She wrote beautifully, created impressive bulletin boards, knitted exquisite sweaters, could recite poetry, paint, sing, and dance. Although not a beauty, she possessed a charm and poetic aura that made her the recognized talent of her department.
However, this seemingly intelligent and gentle girl could not understand, wait for, or hold on to love.
The regret of her life was never encountering a pure, genuine love truly belonging to her. At a candlelight party in her freshman year, the class monitor, caught off guard by a sudden question, blurted out her name as his favorite girl.
However, the girl couldn’t comprehend the unspoken care expressed in his silent actions.
All her sensitive emotions were tangled and shattered by another boy’s inconsistent behavior.
At the last farewell party before graduation, everyone drank the amount of alcohol they wouldn’t touch for years, saddened by the upcoming separation. In the haze of intoxication, a girl told her, “I wonder which boy will be lucky enough to find you in the future.”
As soon as these words were spoken, her glass shattered on the floor, and her eyes welled up. Is it true? No one cared about her long wait. She had loved and been loved, but it all ended in unfinished fragments.
Whether during her studies or after starting work, the girl never asked much from love. She only wished for it to be real and purely belong to two people in love. She wanted to stroll through the dancing autumn leaves, holding his arm, to feel his warm embrace during a drizzle, to have her cold fingers warmed by his body heat on a snowy morning.
She wanted to drink with him when he desired to get drunk, to offer all her tenderness and care when he was in pain, to talk about their longing and worries after a brief separation, to cling to him at a crossroads, unwilling to move. She wanted to share mornings and evenings in a small room. Her wishes were simple but became expensive, distant, and unattainable due to years of disappointment.
Thus, her heart gradually sank, retreating to the deepest corner, unwilling to be easily touched.
In the noisy world, she waited quietly with a sensitive and delicate heart, hoping for a beautiful encounter.
The girl always believed that one day, there would be a love that made her tender due to care, charming due to affection, gentle due to concern, and eager to return home due to longing.
For this conviction, in Shenzhen, a modern city filled with fast-food culture of love, she held on to her promise, never wavering even during lonely, cold nights, solitary weekends, and family reunions.
What she longed for was not a transitional “better-than-nothing” love or a formulaic marriage, but a unique, devoted love, where one man would cherish her above all others. She waited for a man to come close, deeply affectionate, promising to stay by her side no matter what happens, to take care of her for a lifetime.
If such a man existed, she believed she could be his confidante with her wisdom, his beautiful companion with her charm, and his virtuous lover with her virtue. She would love him, cherish him, respect him, honor him, share life’s ups and downs, and grow old together.
The girl waited for someone who could understand her tenderness, to hold her hand and say, “I will walk with you for the rest of my life…”
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
