Because of love, so heartache

I fell in love with her on the subway to the terminal building.

　　Because he had to finish his master's thesis, he often took the subway to the terminal during those two months to collect the required information as instructed by his supervisor. Naturally, he bumped into many beautiful flight attendants commuting to and from work. He said that it was eye-catching to travel with so many beautiful women. She, on the other hand, shook his heart.

　　Like the quiet heart lake suddenly cast a stone, that love ripples in a circle, the middle is her bright face.

　　"Beauty also like this book, huh?" He found a source of conversation with her.

　　"It was recommended by a friend, there are many moving stories and profound life lessons in it, and reading it makes people's hearts warm, I also like the name of the book - 'Life without Regrets'." She pinned the bookmark and looked up.

　　"Yes, how nice it would be to live life without regrets." The thought of not missing out with her suddenly became strong.

　　"Some regrets are also quite beautiful." She a word softly.

　　"The beauty of regret is due to the reluctance, reluctance, and helplessness of those good things in life that did not work out as hoped, due to the desire and pursuit of perfection." He likes to explore the essence of the problem.

　　So, on the topic of "regret", they reduced the twenty-minute trip to a short moment.

　　In the days that followed, he learned some of her stories, and, surprisingly, most of them are closely related to "regret": when she was in vocational high school, she fell madly in love with a boy who studied art. She was 18 years old. She followed the boy to Beijing to break into the world at the risk of hurting her parents. They had no education and no skills, and they suffered many unimaginable hardships in the prosperous capital where talents were like carp in a river. Later, she was fortunate enough to sign up for a northern airline, and with her steady salary, the boy entered an art college for further study. Unexpectedly, the boy accidentally fell from the tenth floor while helping a friend with outdoor decorations and left her forever without leaving a single word. She agreed to marry the marketing manager of a real estate company, out of guilt for her capricious love, and because she could not bear to see her parents' anxiety. The material life of two people is enviable, but the feelings are always lumpy, indescribable pain, unable to find medicine for internal injuries, perhaps only time can heal.

　　"Why do I have to tell you so much?" It dawned on her that she had somehow become speechless with him.

　　"Thank you for treating me as a friend to talk to." Her story made him impulsively want to hold her hand and pass on his pity and affection silently.

　　"Maybe that's what they call regret." She sighed softly.

　　"Although there are too few perfections in life, one should never give up the pursuit of perfection from this." He didn't know what to say to her for a moment. At that moment, his heart was also in turmoil.

　　It was over before it was confessed. Such a short love, to be more precise, is only a wishful secret love, but also so inseparable. Since then, she has been occupying a part of his heart.

　　After graduating from graduate school, he joined the publicity department of a university as he had hoped. During this period, there are many people introduced him to his girlfriend, he was also very serious about dating, to loving, but how can not find a passion for love? Gradually, he became indifferent to love and put more energy into his work. In contrast to his emotional path, his career was going smoothly and flourishing. Soon, he became the youngest deputy director of the university.

　　From time to time, he would receive phone calls from her and listen to her rambling about her stories and feelings. Occasionally, he interjected a sentence or two of his feelings, more often than not, he was a good listener, and she, it seems, just confided in him, and did not expect to get anything from him here.

　　But, he often thinks of her encounters, especially when he thinks of her marriage that is still as lukewarm as water, his heart will be vaguely painful, that a trace of indescribable pain, is related to her.

　　When it comes to holidays, he will also send warm greetings. The fact that she is full of touch, he can not see but can feel.

　　In the blink of an eye, the two have not met for three years, but her knitted brows and smiles, are so clearly imprinted in his mind, her bitter, spicy, sour, and sweet, he knows a lot of a lot. Several times, he wanted to ask her out to sit, but ultimately did not put it into action. He laughed bitterly: what if we meet again, I'm afraid it will be one more sadness overlapping another, right?

　　That day, on the first floor of the library building, he turned around and froze: but after more than a thousand days, she had changed so much, the outfit, the eyes, the temperament, not the way he was familiar with. It turns out that she still hid a lot about herself from him, just because she didn't want him to have too many worries and concerns.

　　Sitting in the street café, she gently fiddled with the delicate cup, in the soft piano music, in the face of his face full of surprise and eagerness, she slowly told him some other encounter never want to mention to others: her husband had an affair, she cried like many women, but to no avail, just when she proposed a breakup, he fell for his lover's scheme, because of the private embezzlement of the company's large sums of money to speculate in the stock market caused irreparable financial losses and was sentenced to death. He was sentenced to four years in prison for privately embezzling large sums of money from the company to speculate in stocks, causing irreparable financial losses. Overnight, they dumped their entire family fortune over the years and still owed the company more than one million yuan in debt. It was only then that her husband suddenly felt remorse, guiltily saying that he had nothing to say about how she chose, as long as she wanted to, as long as she could be happy.

　　"The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. After all, he is the father of the child!" She let out a long, angry sigh.

　　Waiting for her husband to clean up his act might not be the best option for her right now, but what else could she do? He could not show her a better way, but only reassured her over and over again to think about it and believe that after so many twists and turns, everything would be fine. He said this vaguely, not daring to look up at her, afraid that she would see through his inner conflict.

　　But, from then on, he gave her more care, recommended her a lot of good books, helped her look up a lot of information about tips and secrets on how to be a good mother, and helped her transfer to an easier job through her classmates' connections, and even visited her husband who was serving a prison sentence, advising him that he must not let her heart hurt again ...... He did what he thought he should do so willingly, without feeling the slightest hint of hard work, only delighted.

　　She was moved to ask him why he was treating her so well, and he just said two words indifferently: "Heartache."

　　What he did not say was - because of love, so heartache. The moment he fell in love with her, all of her bad wills touched his heart, he was willing to share all her pain, even if he already knew that this life is not destined to go hand in hand, but he was still willing to silently shield her from some of the storms of life, just hope that she can stand in the middle of happiness ......

　　And then later, he listened to her words, and she introduced a flight attendant in love, and got married. And when she blessed his wife, she said without envy: "The two people who know how to be most heartfelt, your happiness can not be loaded, must think of sharing some of it with friends ah."

　　He and his wife smiled and nodded their heads.

　　Because of love, so heartache. Because of that truth, that pure, his heartache zen fragrant, long-lasting.