A Beautiful Love Story: The Longest Love Letter
When it comes to showing off happiness, some people online say that if you’re not happy enough, you feel the need to flaunt it; if you’re not in love enough, you feel the need to show it. But I believe that only when you’re truly happy can you have something to flaunt, and only when you’re deeply in love can you have something to show. If you were this happy, could you hold back the overwhelming joy that comes from the depths of your heart?
Yet, there is a kind of love that, when displayed, warms the hearts of others as well.
Today, while I was on the bus, an elderly couple boarded at a certain stop. Just from their boarding habits, you could tell that in their daily lives, they must be a couple who, even with graying temples, still live a life of mutual respect.
“I’ll help you, you go up first,” the old man said in a gentle yet slightly commanding tone. After the old lady got on, she immediately turned around and reached out to help the old man.
When my friend and I stood up to offer our seats, the old man said, “Thank you, but we only need one seat.” We were puzzled at first—why only one seat? Then we saw the old man helping the old lady sit down, while he remained standing beside her, one hand holding the backrest and the other grasping the handrail above her head. He was trying to create a personal space for the old lady, worried that the people boarding and leaving might bump into her.
Throughout the ride, I overheard their conversation and learned that they had just come from their morning Tai Chi class at the senior center and were now heading home.
“I told you to let our son pick us up. Look at how crowded the bus is at this hour, but you insisted,” the old lady complained.
“I told you I could go to class by myself, but you insisted on coming too. Now there’s no one at home,” she continued.
“Son is so busy, and it’s costly for him to come pick us up. Look, taking the bus only costs the two of us four yuan, and it drops us off right at our doorstep. It’s convenient. Besides, with me accompanying you to class and then back home, you won’t be bored,” the old man replied gently.
After hearing this, the old lady stopped talking and turned to look out at the bustling traffic. I don’t know if her heart was sweet as honey at that moment, but at least those of us who overheard felt a warmth inside.
The old man’s words sounded like he was just talking about saving money by taking the bus. But the key point was that he was with her. Yes, he was with her. I don’t think he was just accompanying her to avoid boredom; he simply enjoyed being with her. I believe he was still spoiling her. The old lady was undoubtedly happy. This kind of love, displayed so naturally, is the most ordinary and genuine kind of love.
How many people, as they age, can remain so lovingly together? Suddenly, the phrase “companionship is the longest love letter” comes to mind, and I think this must be it.
In this era, where people tend to replace things as soon as they break, feelings seem to have changed too. But in their generation, in their world, whether the marriage was arranged or based on mutual compatibility, once married, it was for a lifetime.
I think for those in love, if you love someone deeply, that love permeates your bones and cells, and naturally, you will also love them when their hair turns gray.
No matter how much you argue, no matter how cold the war gets, could you end it with a simple “I made your favorite dish, let’s have dinner together,” okay?
After they got off the bus, watching them walk away hand in hand, I believe everyone on the bus, like me, saw it with their eyes and felt it in their hearts.
In this life, encountering feelings, love, and desire is not difficult. What is difficult is finding someone who touches your heart, someone you are willing to share a meal with no matter how busy you are.
Sharing a meal is a small matter, but the companionship is heartwarming. Taking the bus is a small matter, but the companionship is heartwarming. I hope that those of you in love can continue to warm each other like this, until your hair turns gray. Holding hands, growing old together—that is also a way to show happiness and flaunt love.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
