The waitress saw this and jokingly asked: "Did you bring it home for me?" He smiled softly: "No, for my grandmother. Grandma now has weak teeth, she has to have her teeth peeled off". Saying that, his hand suddenly stopped halfway, and his eyes drooped, and he said for a long time: "Grandma passed away almost a year ago, but many times I still thought she was waiting for me at home.
In life, we still often encounter such moments of silence. That is the image of a father patiently standing in the middle of the school gate in a torrential rainy afternoon. It is a close friend flying thousands of kilometers out to take care of sick friends. Or simply someone who used to regularly text us every night: "Come home and remember to text me to rest assured".
But if a colleague accidentally forgets to say hello, we don't care. A criticism from a stranger is just fleeting like the wind blowing. But if it's someone we love, just a little silence from them, or a light reproach, a cold look is enough to make us weaken, bored all day and go looking for answers.
Sadness is not decided by what happens, but by who creates it. Only those who have stepped very deep into our lives know where it hurts. Only then do we understand that there are people who, even if they are no longer by our side, are still capable of making us happy, and also capable of making us sad.
Some people say time will heal all wounds, but in fact it only teaches us how to live with emptiness. At some point, we no longer feel pain when we remember someone. But when we accidentally pass by a familiar cafe, listen to old songs again, or see a familiar figure, we still remain silent.
The most regrettable thing in many relationships is not separation, but when both of them once wholeheartedly brought happiness to each other, but in the end become the cause of each other's hurt. It's like two people holding a beautiful crystal vase together, but one person accidentally lets go early, the vase is no longer intact.
But if we look back with all peace of mind, we should be more grateful than reproachful. If someone can make us so heartbroken, it proves that they once brought us wonderful days. Without the joys of those days, there would be no memories of today. Life is inherently fair when the joy is deeper, the sadness is deeper; the more love, the more painful the separation. What makes people most tormented is not the change of heart, but the memory that is still intact while others are different.
But it is also thanks to those wounds that we learn to cherish those who are still by our side. Because one day, the thing that makes us regret the most is not who made us sad, but when we want to make them happy again, we no longer have a chance.
