A friend of his once told a rather frank story. He went with his wife to the supermarket, amidst a crowd of people, a young girl passed by. He admitted to looking, because his eyes naturally see. But immediately after that, he turned to his wife, who was struggling to choose a few bunches of vegetables and simply thought no one could replace this person. The story has nothing dramatic, no tragedy, no climax. It's just a very ordinary moment, where a man pulls himself back to the right place of his heart.
In fact, what makes a relationship solid is not that people become blind to the world, but that they are alert enough not to equate a glimpse with a long-term value. The beauty out there can make us pay attention, but the person who is by our side every day is the one who shares things that no one else sees, sometimes tired, sometimes sick, sometimes irritable, sometimes no longer a neat image.
A couple selling small noodle soup at a street corner. Every morning, the husband sits and watches the broth pot, the wife stands and pours water, checks in, and cleans the table. One day, the shop is crowded, the wife is annoyed and says a few loud words, the husband just smiles. Some customers tease: "You're so patient, aren't you afraid she'll climb on your neck?" The husband laughs: "Even if she climbs on, it's just my wife". The saying sounds normal, but it contains a confirmation that that person may not be perfect, may be irritable, may age day by day, but is still one of their own. Loyalty, if you look closely, is not about completely eliminating the attraction from the outside world, but about the ability not to let those attractions fade away the value of the person beside you.
Love, if only looking from the initial romance, easily makes people think that it needs absolute standards. But when it goes deep into life, it becomes a series of small choices. Choosing to stay, choosing to ignore, choosing not to compare, choosing to return. Then in the end, people will not remember how many beautiful things they have seen out there. The rest is who was by their side when life was no longer glamorous, who went through the most normal days with them without leaving.
