My name is Xiaofeng. I once thought that love was like the sand held in your hand; the tighter you held it, the faster it slipped away. And I just watched helplessly as love slipped through my fingers.
Back then, I was with A Yao. She was a girl whose smile was as warm as the sun. We would search for delicious snacks together on the streets and in the alleys, and wait for the sunrise by the seaside. Those days were simple and beautiful. But I, being young and full of vigor, always felt that I still had plenty of time to venture out. Love was just a seasoning of life.
When I get busy with work, I tend to neglect A Yao. The dates she has carefully prepared, I often fail to show up because of overtime. When she was ill and feeling bad, I just made a quick phone call to comfort her a few words. Gradually, the light in A Yao’s eyes dimmed, and our quarrels became more and more frequent. Every time we quarreled, I felt that she didn’t understand me and didn’t support my career. But I never realized that I had pushed her further and further away without realizing it.
Finally, on a rainy night, A Yao cried and said to me, “Xiao Feng, I’m tired. Let’s break up.” At that moment, it felt as if a heavy hammer had struck my heart, but I still stubbornly said, “Let’s break up. Don’t regret it in the future.” Watching her figure turn and leave, vanishing into the rain curtain, I suddenly realized that I seemed to have lost the most important thing in my life.
After the breakup, I lived in a daze. Back at the home that was once filled with our laughter and joy, every corner was still filled with the scent of A Yao, which pricked my heart. I began to reflect on myself, wondering if I was really wrong. I worked hard, trying to numb myself, but whenever the night was deep and quiet, A Yao’s image would pop up in my mind.
One day, while I was sorting through old things, I came across an album filled with photos of us together. Looking at those photos, I couldn’t help shedding tears. Suddenly, I realized that A Yao was not an dispensable existence to me; she was an indispensable part of my life. I decided to find her back.
I began to inquire about Ayao’s news everywhere and learned that she had gone to another city. Without hesitation, I bought a train ticket and set off on a journey to find her. When I arrived in that strange city, I went from one place to another to look for the possible places where she might work and asked about the possible communities where she might live. During those days, I was like a headless fly, wandering around the city aimlessly, but there was always one belief in my heart: Be sure to find A Yao.
Heaven rewards the diligent. One afternoon, I saw that familiar figure at the entrance of a coffee shop. A Yao had lost weight and her eyes looked a bit more haggard. I gathered my courage and walked up to her, calling out, “A Yao.” She raised her head, a trace of surprise flashing in her eyes, but then regained her composure: “Xiaofeng, why are you here?” ”
I looked at her and said sincerely, “A Yao, I know I was wrong. These past few months, I’ve thought a lot. I can’t live without you. I was too selfish before, only thinking about my own career and ignoring your feelings. Could you give me another chance?” A Yao looked at me quietly, with tears glistening in her eyes. After a long while, she said softly, “Xiao Feng, I’ve also been thinking about our past. Actually, I was at fault too. I shouldn’t have always quarreled with you.”
Hearing her words, hope flared up in my heart. I held her hand tightly and said, “A Yao, from now on, let’s face it together. No matter what difficulties we encounter, I will never let go of your hand again.” A Yao nodded slightly. At that moment, I knew that I had finally found my love.
This is my experience of love. Only after losing did I learn to cherish. In the process of seeking, I understood the true meaning of love. A Yao and I cherish each other even more and walk towards a happy future together.