The Order of People's Appearances Matters
Over the past few days, chatting with you has sometimes made me feel increasingly grateful for the gifts of time, and deeply convinced of the words I once spoke with unwavering faith. For example, 'The order of people's appearances is important.'
I've always believed in the magic of time, and the more early you encounter someone, the greater the potential for companionship. Gradually, I began to seek out the past self. In this time, time always flows and we change with it, seeing our previous selves as carefree and without worries or melancholy.
When I think of certain things, I long to go out and explore, but I'm trapped at home. Some people plant flowers in time; they will warm up again in spring, and bring a touch of coolness in summer. I know that there is no eternal existence in the world, and I know that nothing will last forever, but I really want to be with you until the end, no matter what the relationship is, and that's because of time. Just like when you get a fishbone stuck in your mouth, you'll be afraid of the next fish. But you still like to eat fish. Even if you get bitten by a small dog or cat, you'll still love small animals. You've been hurt, yet you still choose to love someone over time. In time, I finally understand that after falling in love, you still try your best to be good to that person; you like it, you're willing to do it. It's not like randomly encountering someone; it's about the effort we make to maintain it, our openness and honesty, and the fact that we face a story about believing, and a difficult question about belief. This is a question of life, unlike the questions on tests – getting it wrong doesn't deduct points, it just hurts a person.
Do you completely believe in the existence of complete belief? I think, I do. When I look at old photos, I believe it. Only those who completely believe in someone have the potential to truly be silent, and only those who completely believe in someone have the potential to truly meet someone who completely believes in them in time. We hold onto hope, and in this time, I've abandoned hope because of the darkness I've encountered, so I've suppressed myself, and become what others see as a frightening idea. Because that seemed to fit my current identity.
You know? Only when you're in a completely positive environment will you dare to release a little of your original self, because you won't be harmed, and you won't encounter resistance. They will believe in you, encourage you, and do things that make you feel loved.
A few days ago, when I casually mentioned that many people had asked about my position in your heart, my answer at that time was to tell you: 'First come, then go.' That half-joking, half-serious remark perfectly aligned with my own views, and we naturally laughed.
Life has a way of letting things go once they're past. Even if you know the answer, they're gone. Time still gives a gift – and that gift is truly given by only one person who's willing to genuinely invest their thoughts in you. Cherish, tolerate, grasp, trust – all of these were given to this person.
To be honest, I wasn't the first person to embrace you, nor was I the first to hold your hand in time, nor was I your first friend. But I hope that I can be the one who can be with you when you're truly gray-haired, and proudly tell everyone: 'I'm so happy to have known and been with you all this time. We can continue to joke and laugh together forever.'
