A Trust

"Although I don't know how your generation of young people thinks differently from us... after all, times have changed."

"I have truly felt this."

"But feelings are inherently unpredictable. Once you have the thought that you want to grow old with this person, get married, and have children, then you have to be responsible for your choice and your feelings."

Grandpa paused, gently lifted his teacup and took a sip of tea, but the feeling of exhaustion he felt only intensified.

Hua Xin nodded gently in agreement, without interrupting his thoughts. She held the warm teacup between her legs; the cup was well insulated and wouldn't burn her hands. Instead, it warmed her slightly cold hands.

Compared to her previous state of tension and helplessness, she now appeared much calmer, simply listening attentively to the old man's words.

Some people dislike talking to the elderly, believing that there will be some generation gap between people from different eras. Compared to annoying lectures and endless questions and worries, it is definitely easier to have conversations with peers.

But Hua Xin really liked this feeling.

Perhaps when she was isolated in her Little Black, she would only talk to herself occasionally or talk to the computer occasionally. But when she went out into the world, she realized how happy it was to be able to chat with someone she could really talk to.

It is incredibly gratifying to receive a response, even a simple one.

"My son, who is also Xia Yan's father."

"We all share the same surname and the same blood, but our understanding of the concept of responsibility is completely different."

At this point, a faint regret appeared in Grandpa's eyes.

Even though so much time has passed, even though Xia Yan has grown up, gone to university, and had a great girlfriend, more than a decade has passed since his happy family was broken. Such a short time cannot make him forget how disappointed he is in his son.

"My wife, Xia Yan's grandmother, was surnamed Yang. She passed away very early."

"We've known each other since we were little. Later, I joined the army, and she waited for me for many years. After I was discharged from the army, I was assigned to work in Shanghai, and eventually I got a house that wasn't too big or too small, and then I had Zhongshan."

"Unlike my old comrades, I rarely treat Zhongshan with special strictness. I just want him to grow up well and do what he wants and is interested in. He doesn't need to be outstanding in his studies or achieve great success."

Most parents just want their children to grow up healthy.

Grandpa sighed softly, but the gentle smile that had just appeared on his lips as he spoke of his beloved still lingered.

He said softly.

"She died in a car accident twenty years ago."

He then pointed to a group photo on the table beside him, in which a relatively young man and a woman who looked very gentle at first glance stood together, their happy appearance leaving no doubt that there was any rift in their relationship.

Just by standing there, he seemed to be the embodiment of love.

Hua Xin had no doubt about this.

But twenty years ago...

This means that Xia Yan has never even met his grandmother? And his grandfather was probably still middle-aged at that time, and he hadn't thought about remarrying either.

Even though the old man sitting opposite the girl didn't show any particular sadness or unusual expression, Hua Xin could still sense the sadness hidden beneath his calm words.

Grandpa really loves Grandma.

Hua Xin thought to herself, and couldn't help but lower her head slightly to look at the somewhat cloudy tea in her hands.

Under the light, the somewhat murky tea slowly reflected a faint white halo.

She dared not look at her grandfather's expression, nor did she dare look at the two photos on the table of him looking very young with happy smiles.

Xia Yan ...

Will he always stay by her side like this?

This question had crossed the girl's mind more than once, and her worries had changed from "whether Xia Yan accept me" before she had revealed her identity to "whether Xia Yan would always like me."

People change.

Love can change too.

When people see a cute, beautiful, and unique female character in a game or anime online, they forget about the "wife" they used to call her and start idolizing the new character as their "wife."

Even love in the world of 2D changes, so can love in the real world truly last forever?

Actually, she shouldn't have such worries. To some extent, it's a sign of distrust and disrespect towards Xia Yan. He clearly likes her and loves her so much, yet she's thinking about these things.

Hua Xin was not questioning Xia Yan.

She has always been this afraid.

She was afraid that the only person who loved her would leave her, and she was afraid that Xia Yan would also suffer an accident like her grandmother's. If that happened, what reason would she have to continue living?

Hua Xin has always been prone to overthinking.

It is precisely because love is so hard to come by that she is so afraid.

But life must go on.

"I believe that Zhongshan will live a good life as a man and become the pillar of his family, while an old man like me can just go back to the hometown where I grew up and gradually wither away."

"Although he was very successful in his career, he also disappointed me a lot."

At this point, Grandpa sighed and didn't continue. As if all his strength had been drained, he turned to look at the heavy snow falling outside the window and murmured:

"What people want in life is a happy family, a successful career, and a joyful life."

"He only cared about making himself happy, without thinking about what Xia Yan and Xia Yan's mother would think."

Then he turned to Hua Xin, his tone carrying a sense of entrustment, and said very solemnly:

"I don't want to talk about Xia Yan's matter anymore."

"If he really wants to marry you, he will definitely tell you about his pain."

"I know this child."

"He's actually not a very patient child, and he's not as strong as he seems on the surface. On the contrary, he's stubbornly foolish..."

Hua Xin gripped the teacup tightly in her hand.

Grandpa's voice seemed to have lost much of its strength. His voice grew weaker and weaker.

Please bear with me.

"Please forgive my stupid grandson."

"Dinner's ready, Grandpa? Hua Xin?..."

At this moment, Xia Yan's voice came from the kitchen, and the girl's hand, which was tightly gripping the teacup, loosened.

"I will."

"It definitely will."

She shouldn't be afraid.

She will no longer be afraid.

The old man smiled with satisfaction and seemed much more energetic.

The lives of young people are just beginning.

All that nitpicking and fault-finding is pointless and won't make an unhappy person happy. Instead, it will only create distance between two people who already love each other.

Love is enough.

As for the outcome, how can you know if you don't love it?

But he believes that these two well-matched people will definitely end up together.

As for why...

Maybe it's because the girl in front of me looks really nice.