Li Xi, a new media professional, transmigrated into a book and became the infamous beautiful waste of Jiangcheng. Her biological father didn't care for her, her stepmother didn't love her, ...
Whether it was her career or her life, she had a hard time. If Zhou Zhi hadn't been kidnapped, and had stayed with Lin Yuanyuan, Li Xi could imagine that Lin Yuanyuan would have lived a life that everyone envied: a successful career, a harmonious family, and a loving relationship.
According to Zhou Zhi's personality, when he realizes that Lin Yuanyuan's abilities are limitless, he might step back and let Lin Yuanyuan become the head of the company, while he will stand behind her and protect her.
Unfortunately, fate played a trick on Zhou Zhi, and he was kidnapped more than once. The last time, even his body was never found.
What is love like? Can it make a shrewd person believe a stranger's nonsense? Can it make a rational person willingly serve others again and again? Can it make an independent career woman willingly give up her job and become a cook? Can it make a person stuck in a quagmire grasp at the rope in front of them and climb out step by step? Can it make a person still feel a girlish shyness when recalling the other person years later?
Li Xi didn't understand, or rather, she didn't believe that someone could love her so much. How could she have deserved such affection from a stranger, and then treat her unconditionally well, caring about what she cared about, and paying attention to what she cared about. And she would put the other person first, thinking about chatting every moment, wanting to share anything new with the other person, and sharing their joy, sorrow, and feelings.
Just thinking about it, Li Xi felt that this was a very terrifying thing. How could a person let another person control their emotions?
This is not normal, it's very abnormal.
But the Zhou family's old lady's experience taught Li Xi that this was perfectly normal. She would be moved by that person, anxious because of that person, delighted because of that person, driven mad because of that person, and sober because of that person. Her heart was always swayed by that person, she was crazy about him, she was crazy about him, she was banging her head against the wall because of him.
Li Xi didn't understand, so she asked directly, "Grandma, do you regret your relationship with Mr. Zhou? Do you regret causing so many jokes because of his disappearance?"
Mrs. Zhou was taken aback by her question, not because Li Xi's question was too bold, but because she had never considered whether she regretted it. She had lived a good life these past few years. Except for the time she was sick and hospitalized, she lived like a hermit, reading, growing vegetables, and having a very peaceful heart. So much so that she rarely recalled the people and events of the past.
When Li Xi asked her about this, she carefully recalled the image of Zhou Zhi that remained in her heart, the past between Zhou Zhi and herself, her worry and caution after Zhou Zhi's first accident, her fear and anxiety after Zhou Zhi's second accident, and the ridiculous things she had done in the years that followed. She felt that she should have no regrets.
Thinking of this, she said, "No regrets. Loving him is something that does not need regrets. No matter whether the memories between us are sweet or bitter, they are treasures that belong to both of us, so I have no regrets."
"Is love so great?" Li Xi tilted her head in confusion.
The old lady of the Zhou family smiled and patted Li Xi's hand. "It's not love that's great, but the heart that pursues the one you truly love. I don't regret my relationship with Zhou Zhi, even though we've made a lot of jokes in the past. First, it's because Zhou Zhi is a very good person and he deserves my love; second, it's because I've always loved him with all my heart. To deny this relationship is to deny my heart, and I don't criticize myself. Hahaha."
Although the old lady of the Zhou family said jokingly that she didn't want to criticize herself, Li Xi knew that her subtext was that she cherished the sincere feelings she had given, and it should not be denied or questioned by anyone, including herself.
Ha! Li Xi felt like she had just listened to a sweet story. What should she do?