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Zhihu Select

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The Love That Returns from Afar

The Love That Returns from Afar

Modern
5.0
I've liked this older man for nine years, enduring the torment of societal judgment day and night. Last week, I confessed my feelings to him, but he rejected me. This week, he brought a girlfriend to my house for a gathering. I took the opportunity to corner him when he went to the restroom and confronted him, "Did you get a girlfriend just to make me give up?" He calmly replied, "Because of emptiness." 1 I had a crush on Liang Yuan since my first year of university. At that time, he was thirty-five, living a solitary life, free to come and go, carrying a DSLR, traveling far and wide, capturing one sought-after piece after another. I was also learning photography and had heard some legends about him, developing admiration for him and wanting to be his apprentice. However, I didn't dare to say it outright, fearing he might think I was trying to bind him with favors. So, I resorted to the stupidest method—I took my camera to find him whenever I had free time. He didn't care much for me; most of the time, it was just me talking to myself and entertaining myself. After three months of this, I don’t know which compliment finally struck a chord, but he agreed to talk to me about photography. However, that day, he seemed to be in a bad mood, with his eyelids drooping and an indifferent expression. The cold white light overhead shone down on his deeply contoured face, and he exuded a charm that only comes from being shaped by the passage of time, as if he was a vessel filled with untold stories from his past.