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I don't love any of the three of them, but I love his sense of responsibility! There are many handsome people in the world, as well as talented and wealthy people, but my love for my husband has nothing to do with these factors.
Before I met him, I had imagined who I would fall in love with. I had also been courted by many people around me. Some of them were good-looking, some were talented, and some came from better-off families. But before I met my husband, I didn't feel "love" for any of them. I believed in my own feelings, and of course I couldn't rely on just one outstanding quality to be with them if I didn't feel it. So I rejected all of them. And you know what? It was the best thing I ever did!
My husband and I didn't suddenly develop those subtle feelings for each other until after we had known each other for a year. It wasn't love at first sight, but rather we started to like each other after getting to know each other. At that time, I was a freshman and he was a sophomore. He was the head of our college's news station, which was really cool because he was also a great writer. He said he failed elementary school Chinese, but it was also very amazing that he could become the head of the news station!
Later, I understood that he was able to become the station manager because of his amazing sense of responsibility and willingness to take on responsibilities. At that time, the student press was having a hard time. There was no funding, but there were so many activities to be carried out. He would take out some of his own living expenses to be used by everyone. We were all so inspired! He would also communicate with the leaders of the college for everyone, fighting for our rights and interests.
In fact, during the first semester of my freshman year, I was really excited about joining the student press, but I didn't know how to join. I knew that the student press would accept our submissions, so I wrote a great article and put it in the designated location. My husband said that he had read my article, but there was no contact information in the article, and he wanted to find me, which was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Maybe fate is really amazing. During the second semester of my freshman year, I learned that the student press was recruiting new members, so I went to the interview with a try-it-out attitude. That same night, I also participated in an interview with the student union. I felt that I would be accepted by the student union, but I was not notified by the student union. Instead, I received a phone call from the student press, which was accepted!
Later, I realized that my husband had actually seen the class I wrote about in my article! He told the students in our class who were already at the newspaper office to invite me to come for an interview. In fact, he had already intended to invite me to join the newspaper office through my article!
After joining the reporter station, I was absolutely thrilled because I really love writing articles. So I submitted tons of articles in the name of the reporter station, and many of them won awards! Some won first prize in the school essay competition, and some were on the front page of the school newspaper. I was over the moon, and so was he. But at that time, there was no romantic feeling between us at all. I just regarded him as an older brother with a sense of responsibility and accountability, and he just regarded me as a younger sister and a gentle girl who can write articles.
During the year we spent together, I saw his brilliance, and was moved by all he did for the student newspaper. He also saw my brilliance, and was moved and impressed by many things. At the New Year's Eve party in my sophomore year, I felt for the first time that I liked him. That night, the Student Union organized the party, and he, as the former editor-in-chief, also attended. However, throughout the whole process, we didn't say a word to each other. When I saw the interaction between him and another girl at the party, and he didn't invite me to interact with him, I suddenly felt extremely lost. On the way back to the dormitory, we didn't say a word to each other. When we parted ways, I walked alone into my dormitory building, unable to stop crying for a long, long time... I was very confused, and I asked myself, "Is it love?"
Could this be love? Later, I was interrupted by a phone call from a junior high school classmate, so I went into the dormitory. That night, for some reason, I had no cell phone signal and I didn't receive any messages, including any from him.
When I walked out of the dormitory building the next morning, the phone signal suddenly came back, and I received a lot of messages from him. I started to cry again, because I felt that he also cared about and liked me. He asked me to go to the English corner with him on Tuesday night, and there were some other words of concern. After I read them, I couldn't help crying for a while, and I replied to his messages. He immediately called, and I answered. We spoke for a few minutes, and after I hung up, I received another message from him: "Just now, when I heard your voice, it sounded like you had a cold. Take care of yourself." Then, I received a call from another classmate. During the chat, I deliberately asked, "Do you feel that my voice has changed?"
"He said, 'No, it's normal.' I was even more moved. It turned out that he really cared about me so much and understood me so well that he could even hear such subtle changes!
At that time, I said to myself, "If he declares his love to me, I will definitely say yes!"
Later, he finally confessed his love to me! I was over the moon, and I still feel that way today. I think he felt the same way. We looked back together, and I realized that at the time when I had those feelings, more than ten days ago, he had already felt that he liked me. So, he would pay some attention to me and give me some hints, but he wasn't sure if I liked him back. So, when he confessed his love, he must have summoned up a lot of courage. I could see that his lips were trembling the whole time, and his voice was also...
And so, we fell head over heels and got together. Up until now, we have been together for more than sixteen years and are still madly in love!
He's not the most handsome guy, not the tallest, can't write short essays, has no special skills, and when I met him, he didn't have much money either. We once walked for more than two hours to save two dollars on bus fare. At one point, because of all this, my parents opposed our being together and even wanted to introduce me to a rich man in our area. I was determined to stick with my husband, and I'm so glad I did! I believe that affection based on mutual love is something that can be encountered but not sought, while wealth can be created together. What I value most is his sense of responsibility and care for me. The more I think about marriage and love, the more I realize that these qualities are all the more important. Perhaps this is the reason why, after so many years and so many things, our relationship is still so stable.
Thank you so much for your question! It has reminded me of the amazing days we spent together, and how far we have come together. It is truly not easy, and we need to cherish it even more!
As for whether to love someone for their appearance, their talent, or their wealth, the possibilities are endless! Everyone's needs are different, so there's no one right answer. The key is to find ways to satisfy each other's needs in a relationship. When we do, it's guaranteed to be a happy one!
I wish you all the happiness in the world!
Comments
Love is a complex emotion that doesn't fit into such simple categories. It's about the whole person, with all their strengths and flaws.
Ultimately, love should be about valuing someone for who they are inside, not what they look like or how much money they have.
I believe true love is built on mutual respect and understanding, which goes beyond material things or physical attributes.
People change, wealth can come and go, but a person's character and values tend to stick around, that's what really matters in love.
When you're in love, you appreciate everything about the person, from their smile to their sense of humor, it's not just one aspect that defines your feelings.