Wen Yi pot of heart language.
I looked him in the eye, but I couldn't say a word. This is the second time I met my first love twenty years later. Twenty years is enough to turn a young teenager into a mature middle-aged person, and enough to turn the once passion into a dull one.
He's still so handsome, just a little more vicissitudes. There was still the familiar affection in his eyes, but a little more calm. I've imagined our reunion countless times in my dreams, but I don't know what to say when it comes to meeting him.
He smiled softly, breaking the silence, "You're still the same, you like to be in a daze." ”
I came back to my senses and smiled, "yes, after so many years, I can't change it." ”
Our reunion took place at a chance gathering. I didn't plan to participate, but my friend insisted that I go, saying that it was to relive old dreams and find a sense of youth. As soon as I heard the words "relive old dreams", my heart ached, but I still followed.
The atmosphere of the party was very lively, and everyone was chatting about their lives and work. I sat alone in the corner, silently observing everyone. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in my sight, it was him, my first love.
My heart was racing and I felt a little out of breath. I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't help myself with the feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. When he saw me, he was visibly stunned for a moment, then walked up to me with a smile.
We sat down at a café and talked about our experiences over the years. He told me that he went abroad to develop and after a lot of hard work, he now has his own company. I also told him that I had been working in China, getting married, having children, and living an ordinary life.
As we chatted, we couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of our student days. Those youthful days seem like just yesterday, and now we are on our own. He abruptly stopped the topic and looked at me seriously, "How are you doing?"”
I don't know how to answer. How are you doing?This question reminds me of a lot of things. I've had quarrels and cold wars in my marriage, and I've had troubles and frustrations at work. But overall, I feel like I'm doing well.
Well, that's good. I replied lightly.
We chatted for a while, but the atmosphere was noticeably awkward. I didn't know what to say or how to face him. I suddenly felt stupid, why should I care about him?He already has his own life and career, and what about me?
I have to go. I said abruptly by standing up.
He was stunned for a moment, "Are you leaving so soon?"”
Yes, there is still something going on at home. "I made an excuse.
After we said goodbye, I walked out of the café with mixed feelings. The beauty and regret of first love are gone with the passage of time, and we all have our own lives and responsibilities. This reunion was only a brief encounter and could not change anything, nor should it affect my current life.
When I got home, I looked at myself in the mirror, the woman who was no longer young and already had a little wrinkles. I know that youth is gone, but life goes on. I want to cherish everything in front of me and make my family and career better.
Although this reunion brought me some sadness, it also made me understand a truth: the past is in the past, and the important thing is the present and the future.
But a few days after I met my first love, I still can't get back to my former calm.
Whether I want to meet my first love or not, I have repeatedly affirmed and denied myself, is it better to miss if I really see each other?