Confession Love: The Longest Confession of Love
For showing off happiness, some people online say that if you’re not happy enough, you have to show it off; if you’re not loving enough, you have to flaunt it. But I think that only when you’re truly happy do you have something to show off, only when you’re truly in love do you have something to flaunt. If you were this happy, could you control the surge of joy from deep within?
However, there is a type of affection that warms others when it’s shown.
Today, while on the bus, an elderly couple boarded at a certain stop. From their boarding habits alone, it was clear they had a lifestyle marked by mutual respect and love, even as their hair had turned grey.
“I’ll help you, you get on first,” the old man said in a gentle yet slightly commanding tone. After the old lady boarded, she immediately turned around to help the old man.
When my friend and I stood up to give them our seats, the old man said, “Thank you, but we don’t need two seats, one is enough.” We were puzzled as to why they only needed one. After the old man helped the old lady sit down, he stood beside her, holding onto the handrail on the back of the seat with one hand and the pole above her head with the other. He was trying to create a personal space for her, just in case someone bumped into her.
Throughout the journey, I overheard their conversation and learned that they had just finished practicing Tai Chi at the senior university and were now heading home.
“I told you we should let our son pick us up. Look at how crowded the bus is at this time, but you insisted otherwise.”
“I said I could come to class by myself, but you insisted on coming along. Now there’s no one at home,” the old lady complained.
“Our son is so busy, and he came here especially for us. Plus, the gas cost alone is quite a bit. Taking the bus only costs us 4 yuan, and it takes us directly to our doorstep. It’s convenient. Besides, I accompany you to class and back home, so you won’t get bored,” the old man said gently.
After hearing this, the old lady stopped complaining and turned to look at the bustling traffic outside the window. I wondered if her heart felt sweet as honey at that moment. But at least, those of us who overheard felt warmth in our hearts.
The old man’s words seemed to emphasize the cost-effectiveness of taking the bus, but the main point was that he accompanied her. Yes, he accompanied her. I don’t think it was just because he feared she’d be bored, but because he enjoyed being with her. I believe he still indulged her. The old lady was undoubtedly happy. This display of affection came from the heart, the most ordinary kind of love.
How many people can maintain such loving companionship after turning fifty? Suddenly, I thought of the phrase, “Companionship is the longest confession of love.” This must be it.
In an age where things are discarded as soon as they break, emotions seem to have changed too. But in their era, in their world, whether it was a suitable match or arranged by parents, marriage was for a lifetime.
For those in love, loving someone means loving them to the bone, to the cells, and eventually to their full head of silver hair.
I hope that no matter how you argue or give each other the cold shoulder, you can end the cold war with “I made your favorite dish for dinner, come and eat,” okay?
Watching them get off at their stop and seeing them walk away hand in hand, I think everyone on the bus, like me, felt warm inside.
In our lifetime, it’s not difficult to encounter love, affection, or passion. What’s difficult is whether you can find a connection of hearts, whether you’re willing to have a meal together no matter how busy you are.
Eating together is a small thing, but the companionship is warm. Taking the bus is a small thing, but the companionship is warm. I hope that those of you in love can always stay this warm, warming each other until your hair turns grey. Holding hands and growing old together is also a way to show happiness and flaunt love.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
