r18novel Chapter 107 There are two kinds of love
Chapter 107 There are two kinds of love
Sheng Tingwang sat idly in the study.
The cigarette between his fingers hadn't been inhaled yet, but it was already almost burned out.
Close your eyes.
What he saw before his eyes was the scene of seeing his father's body.
He was led by his uncles to see his father one last time.
My father's face was covered at the time. My uncles said that the injuries on my father's face were very serious and they wouldn't let him see them.
He cried very hard.
No matter how hard I pull, I can't pull them apart.
But later, my father's body was still taken away.
Among the father's belongings.
There is a family photo.
There's also a photo of him at his wedding with his mother.
He never let go of his mother's passing, not even until his death.
Sheng Ting felt sorry for his father.
I feel sorry for my father's love.
A man, who risked his life for his country, ultimately died on the battlefield, giving his all.
Even if he sacrificed his own family for the greater good, resulting in less time to spend with and care for his mother.
Can that really be a reason for her to elope with someone else?
Sheng Tingwang frowned slightly.
It reveals pain and confusion.
Yes, he doesn't quite understand, and he still doesn't.
Wen Shuyi walked in carrying fruit.
He slowly raised his slightly moist eyes and stubbed out the cigarette that was almost burning his fingertips in the ashtray next to him.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Wen Shuyi smiled faintly, "I came to see you. What are you thinking about?"
"It reminded me of my dad..." He pursed his lips, took her small hand, and pulled her onto his lap. "...I was thinking, my dad loved my mom so much, why was she so heartless, abandoning me and my dad, and eloping with another man?"
"Have you figured it out yet?"
Sheng Tingwang shook his head.
He couldn't figure it out. "I'm thinking, maybe it's because of my dad's job that he spends too little time with her, making her feel lonely often. Or maybe it's because marrying my dad wasn't the love she wanted. Or maybe it's..."
He couldn't think of anything.
There are always a million reasons why a woman leaves.
He was so young then that he didn't understand his mother at all.
"...For so many years, I have been feeling sorry for myself. Actually, the one who should feel the most sorry is my father. When my father sacrificed his life, he had a photo of my mother in his pocket. The photo was very old. He must have taken it out to look at it often. In the end, it was stained with his blood and buried with him."
"Some say that fathers and sons will share the same fate. I'm thinking, perhaps in the end, I might follow in my father's footsteps..."
He gazed into her eyes.
He wanted to see through the woman he loved so deeply.
But how can a woman see through him?
"...Become what your father wanted?" Wen Shuyi understood the meaning behind Sheng Tingwang's words, "Become a man abandoned like your father, or become like your father, sacrificing your life for your country at a young age?"
"I don't know." His gaze was intense.
He stared intently into Wen Shuyi's eyes without blinking.
He seemed to be searching for some answer.
Wen Shuyi was also able to understand his question.
I don't understand why he distrusts this relationship so much.
"Do you not believe in me, or do you not believe in yourself?" she asked him.
Sheng Tingwang could not provide an answer.
Both are possible.
Perhaps none of that is true; it's just his imagination.
It's he who thinks too much.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and said casually, "Maybe it was that phone call she made me...think about things I shouldn't have."
Sheng Ting attempted to evade the situation.
But does avoiding the problem mean that the problem has been solved?
In his heart.
Even with a marriage certificate in hand, he was still worried that he would repeat his father's mistakes.
"Sheng Tingwang, did your mother love your father? Or... did she ever love your father? Did they marry because of love? Or did she just marry him because he was a military officer and could provide her with a good life?"
Even the gentle and sparse have their problems.
Sheng Tingwang could not provide an answer either.
he does not know.
In his memory, his parents respected each other. His mother was gentle and virtuous, and she could cook delicious meals, hand his father towels, and chat happily with the aunties in the compound.
My mother is just an ordinary mother, nothing special.
love?
Perhaps even my father hadn't thought about those two words.
Sheng Tingwang remained silent.
Wen Shuyi continued, "If your mother married your father simply because she could live a better life, and then left him when she found love, it's quite understandable."
"I don't understand," he said. "She's already married, she has children..."
"There's nothing hard to understand about this. If a marriage isn't based on love, there are indeed more unexpected situations that might occur."
Even after having children.
Several children met the same fate.
He still didn't understand, "Can love only be felt for one person? You can love me today, but you might love someone else tomorrow. Love isn't that noble."
"That's fake love. True love only happens once in a lifetime."
She has made it so certain.
Even in Sheng Tingwang's eyes, he saw suspicion.
You don't believe me?
Sheng Tingwang didn't know whether to nod or shake his head. "The love you think about might not be the same as the love I think about."
"So what is your idea of love? Is it sleeping together, having children, and the woman not rejecting the man or feeling any physical aversion to him, that's a woman's love for a man?"
of course.
The kind of love she was referring to was temporary in Sheng Tingwang's eyes.
After Tang Fengyu gave birth to him, didn't she also run off with a man?
Wen Shuyi, speaking from a woman's perspective, frankly told him, "A woman doesn't develop love for a man just because she has a child. The kind of love you're thinking of doesn't exist. True love is very simple: I'll be happy when you're happy, sad when you're sad, and I won't want to live in this world if you leave."
He seemed to understand.
But the uncertainty in his eyes hadn't completely disappeared. "Would you be unhappy because I'm unhappy, sad because I'm sad, and in pain because I leave?"
Wen Shuyi didn't want to answer such a pointless question.
She didn't really want to touch on Sheng Tingwang's sore spot, but she had to use Tang Fengyu's case as evidence: "At least, I won't abandon my child for a man, nor will I elope with my husband and child just because I suddenly fall in love with someone."
"So?" His fingertips tightened around her waist. "Wen Shuyi, do you love me?"
"Love." She gave him a very affirmative answer.
This was something he hadn't expected.
He thought she would hesitate for a moment.
"Love?" He was now uncertain.
"Don't you want my love?"
Wen Shuyi was a little angry. He was such an awkward person; it was he who wanted her.
Now she says she loves him.
He had doubts again.
"I want it, but I don't know which type you are?"
Wen Shuyi laughed in exasperation, cupping his face in her hands. "It's the kind of love where even if you died, I wouldn't want to live with you. Is that clear enough now?"
He smiled.
It tastes bitter and looks terrible.
"Will you marry me?" He held her tighter, his voice low and deep. "Shuyi, are you willing to marry me wholeheartedly? Are you willing to love only me with all your love?"
"Are you proposing?" She stroked his hair gently. "Sheng Tingwang, can't you have at least a little sense of ceremony? At least there should be a ring, right?"
"have."
He took a gold ring out of his pocket.
Wen Shuyi: ...Don't people always use diamond rings for marriage proposals?
"Sheng Tingwang, am I not worthy of a priceless diamond ring? I said I like gold, so you shouldn't either..."
She couldn't cry, nor could she laugh.