Chapter 1050: Chapter 1023 Parting in Sorrow is But the Start of a New Beginning Chapter 1050: Chapter 1023 Parting in Sorrow is But the Start of a New Beginning Kiara looked at her; Jenny Bailey poured herself another glass, the bitterness that went down her throat, she couldn’t tell if it was the remnant of his tears or hers.
“If his father outlives us, I’ll make sure the old man is alive to see us thriving,” she mused.
“As a mutual friend of you both, I shouldn’t really say this, but as a Psychologist, I still need to speak objectively. The ‘forever’ you believe in might just be a misguided obsession. After all, you two haven’t even officially started. Maybe you should put your feelings on hold for now. After all, aside from love, there are many beautiful scenes in the world that shouldn’t be missed. What if, in the end, you find he’s not the right one for you, and all this ti has passed? How many suitable people have you missed?”
Love is, once it escalates to the level of marriage, akin to a kid buying a mystery bag.
There are all kinds of toys in a mystery bag, and everyone buys one with hope and fondness.
But once you open it, whether the toys inside really suit you, nobody can be certain.
Love is like an unopened mystery bag, filled with expectations and fondness, but marriage is the act of opening it to find out it could be disappointing or satisfactory.
Jojo and Jenny are in that hazy fondness before unwrapping, where unattainability doubles their persistence. But with one goodbye, the years would pass, and who knows how many years it would be before they et again? By the ti they send off Jojo’s father and can be unabashedly together, opening that emotional mystery bag, what would all the years of waiting an if it only holds insuitability and disappointnt?
Everyone hopes their love will blossom and bear fruit, and as a friend, Kiara, too, wishes for a bright future for her two friends.
But the future is sothing humans can only change so much of.
Even if they break free from Jojo’s father’s constraints, the path of their unconventional relationship will face countless challenges. When love wanes due to the harshness of reality, and the sacrifices outweigh the rewards, with pain surpassing joy, a relationship becos unbearably heavy.
As a Psychologist, Kiara knows her words are harsh, but she must remain objective, which is her struggle.
Whether others’ worlds are filled with joy or sorrow, Kiara must stay neutral and clear-headed, ready to convey the good and the bad.
“Whether I’ll miss out on soone else, I don’t know, but I don’t want to miss out on him. I was with him for rely a month, but the happiness I felt then was unmatched by the previous two decades of my life. For this, I’m willing to take the gamble. Even if one day we part ways, I will have no regrets. Mrs. Kiara, you say waiting for him for ten thousand years is a mistake, but I need to go through that process to know if it’s a mistake. The process itself is a hope for sothing beautiful. If I give up now, just like Jojo said, he doesn’t want to owe his father a grave, I don’t want to owe myself a chance at love.”
To harbor affection for sothing in the pri of your life isn’t to say it’s a sacrifice for anyone else.
At heart, it’s just not wanting to let yourself down, nothing more.
Hearing this, Kiara said no more and simply raised her glass to toast with Jenny Bailey.
“Well, then, I wish you luck. Study hard overseas. I can’t guarantee your wait will see the flowers bloom, but if you make good use of your ti studying, even if you don’t harvest love, you’ll elevate your career to a new level. Life isn’t just about love; it should also encompass more pursuits. I’ll leave you with one thing, no matter when, the one person you should never let down is yourself.”
If you’re willing to wait, then wait.
If you’re not willing to wait, leave without any sense of guilt.
Don’t talk about not letting anyone down; as long as you’re true to yourself, that is life.
Half a month later, Jojo received a text from Jenny saying just two words, “See off.”
At that ti, his father had just finished surgery and was in the midst of recovery.
Without a second thought, Jojo dashed out, speeding to the airport. There was so traffic on the way, and when he arrived, Jenny Bailey had just finished checking in her luggage and was walking towards the security checkpoint.
Perhaps by coincidence, Jenny was also wearing a white skirt today.
Jojo spotted her silhouette in the crowd at a glance.
White, again white.
How many tis must he leave the purity of white behind before he sees the rainbow destined for him?
Jojo didn’t want to speak out; he simply wished to watch her silently as she left. He was about to call out her na, but she had already turned around first. Her eyes cut through the crowd and imdiately found Jojo standing outside.
Years ago, Jojo had liked a girl nad Jill. He had gone to send her off just like this, and Jill too was wearing a white skirt. It seed like history was repeating itself, but unlike that ti when Jill never noticed Jojo, Jenny Bailey turned back; she saw Jojo with one glance.
He was still handso, but the expression on his face was no longer sunny.
It was life that forcefully pushed a person into a position, forcing soone who should have been sunny to be tainted with shadows.
At this mont, he was holding back, and she was holding back, too.
Gazing at each other across the crowd, yet they could do nothing.
Jojo wanted to wave at her, to wish her a safe journey.
But his hand was as heavy as lead, unable to lift, he couldn’t even utter a goodbye, the words stuck in his throat.
The heaviest farewell is none other than this.
This gap, the crowd between them, was like the many burdens of this love.
Mrs. Kiara’s analysis was very objective, even after a decade or more, this love would not be accepted by the mainstream, and perhaps, in years to co, they might even beco a negative example of an unhealthy relationship and be criticized by others.
Jojo didn’t care about the public opinion but couldn’t get past the hurdle of family.
The reason for choosing to part ways was just to be fair to the phrase ‘being true to oneself,’ what else aside from themselves could scatter a pair of lovers?
Jenny Bailey deeply etched Jojo’s features into her heart, forcefully holding back her tears, she gave him the brightest smile, then turned around, like flowers blooming in full splendor, stunning to the utmost.
If they couldn’t stay together, she would leave him the most beautiful image of herself.
I love you.
She said silently, they were too far apart for Jojo to possibly hear, but watching her lips, it was as if he could hear the voice of this brave and righteous girl, this “I love you” that he had longed for so many years and never received, as if it had struck directly onto his heart through his soul.
Jojo broke down in tears right then, how he wished to shout out loud, “I love you too.”
But he couldn’t, fate had long since pushed him to a point of no return, he could only shout in his heart, “I love you too!”
Jenny Bailey boarded the airplane with tears, she thought she had succeeded.
Mrs. Kiara said, there was once a very important girl in Jojo’s heart, a girl in white who lingered in his mind for many years, and today she had stubbornly chosen the sa dress, bidding farewell to him in the manner of the past.
But it was different, Jenny Bailey was not Jill, Jill didn’t love Jojo, but Jenny Bailey did, loved him till it hurt, and she was declaring war against fate in such an extre way, to erase the mory of the girl once in Jojo’s mind, even if she, Jenny Bailey, had to say goodbye to Jojo for a while, but when she returned, full-fledged, no one else could leave any mark in Jojo’s heart—only she could.
This was the master stroke Mrs. Kiara had told her.
Mrs. Kiara really was a mastermind with a deep insight into human nature, Jenny Bailey’s stunning turning smile and the silent yet soul-shaking confession had amazed the years in Jojo’s heart, every mont of solitude, his thoughts would be of that brilliant smile, replaying her almost heroic confession over and over in his mind.
As Jojo drove back, he saw roadsides bursting with blooms, the vibrant flowers opening with all their might, just to bloom in the best season, and suddenly he thought of his own love.
That was love, that was love indeed.
He recalled the tis he and Jenny Bailey talked about everything, the monts of shopping and decorating their ho together, and as he thought, tears stread down his face.
It turns out that the best love, like these flowers blooming to their limit, beautiful to the extre, will wither, once they bloom, they’re not far from fading away.
No one regrets that ti of full bloom, having one confidant in a lifeti is enough, even if it ans losing them, there’s no more to ask for.
He only hoped for her well-being in a strange land.
That beautiful but fleeting sumr was, after all, over.
Because the ti spent with her was so stunning, that for the following year and more, whenever Jojo saw flowers in full bloom, heard cicadas in the sumr heat, he would think of the day he sent her away, also amid blooming flowers, wondering if such a beautiful sumr would ever co again, perhaps only ti would tell.
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