Since the wizard predicted my fate twenty years later, my love has become bumpy. What a cruel prophecy that should be!

It is said that when I was very young, a Taoist came to the village with a full mouthful of running a train. Unfortunately, my mother happened to be holding me and appeared in such an occasion. The Taoist could no longer suppress the panic in his heart, so he looked at me for a long time.

Of course I didn't understand anything, because I was still a baby at that time. Even if the Taoist talked nonsense, I had no sadness or joy, and I just looked around in a daze.

"I looked at the baby's Mayi's appearance. This baby will marry an ugly wife in the future!" The Taoist used all his life to learn and said such a foresighted sentence.

My mother was not angry at all, but smiled knowingly like the villagers present. But I cried in everyone's happy smile. I thought they were too sinister and too unconventional. But I thought, my mother must be forcing her to smile, and her daughter-in-law would be a little ugly, and her mother has always been content.

However, the road of life is sometimes very nonsensical, and it evolves like a comedy. My path to seeking love was full of difficulties and obstacles in the first twenty-five years, and I was covered in bruises and wounds all the way.

Actually, I just want to find someone who can accept me calmly and then treat me as life. She must not be charming, but she has a nice smile and a generous demeanor. She will definitely not be graceful, but at least she will not be bloated. She must not be talented, but she can also recite poems and essays occasionally. If she can't go to the hall, she can at least get into the kitchen. Such a simple and ordinary she makes me difficult for her.

On the road of love, I was passionate all the way, and often felt good about myself, and even encountered every girl who appeared with promiscuous feelings. She seemed to be on the road, so I walked and stopped, watched, smiled, and cried. She seemed to be within reach, and so far away.

In order to compete with the Taoist in the past, I tried my best to break through the world and pursue it thousands of miles away. She was beautiful and charming, attracting me with her fragrance, so I let go of my soul and enjoy every second I was with her.

She also tried her best to do anything for me and quietly said to me that I loved me. But I was the only one who let me down, leaving only helpless words.

You are my enemy, so after you have experienced the pain, you are ready to find a docking harbor. I open my arms to welcome your arrival. I didn’t say a word for a long time, so we said goodbye and walked in both directions of the east and west, without any further.

At such a beautiful age, such a romantic Christmas Eve, I bought apples with enthusiasm and asked you to meet in front of the dim dormitory building. I schemingly hid the well-wrapped apple in my hat. As we walked forward, I clumsyly took out the apple from the hat and gave it to you. You smiled. At that moment, I happily forgot to say "Happy Christmas Eve". But we only spent that Christmas Eve, and the next year, we became good friends.

Before I knew her, I was pure and clean, like a piece of unwritten white paper. By chance, I couldn't help kissing you, and you became my first love. In the following period, we hugged each other in the dark corner of the campus, using our body temperature to relieve the true fire that we had endured for more than ten years. Even though the snow was flying, our love fire never stopped. However, the momentary impulse was always a bit irrational. We still knew too little about each other. On the warm windy night, we broke up peacefully, and we didn't believe in tears that night.

When my grandfather was alive, I asked him about this bumpy road. He smiled kindly at me and told me to wait patiently. My grandfather's words became my love declaration after the age of 22.

During the long wait, I tried to fight for it, but I got nothing. Seeing happiness wandering among the crowd, I was puzzled, why is it so difficult for me?

The expectations of relatives often become a mental burden. I drag my tired body and tight nerves, appear here, looking panicked, in a trance, and muttering words, I want love! I want love! Give me love!

Love was originally my faith, I worshiped and looked up to it.

Love is still my faith, I am sad and I cry.
Chapter completed!