In the early morning after the rain, the sun shines through the clouds and onto the wet streets. I stood on a busy city street, looking at the familiar café. The doors of the café are ajar, as if waiting for every guest who is willing to take their time. I took a deep breath, felt the fresh air, then pushed the door open and walked into the café.
I ordered a black coffee and sat down in a corner. The café is filled with the aroma of coffee and a warm atmosphere. I looked out the window at the pedestrians, and a thought welled up in my heart. Life has been too fast-paced lately, and I'm eager to find a way to slow down and bring peace to myself.
Suddenly, a girl walked into the café wearing a peaked cap and was sitting alone at the table across from me. She ordered a cup of black coffee, then pulled a notebook out of her bag and began to write. I was attracted by her temperament, and a surge of curiosity welled up in my heart. But instead of rushing forward to talk, I chose to take my time.
I observed the girl, and her concentration and serenity made me feel a sense of calm. I started to think about why I was always in a hurry to get the result instead of enjoying the process, and I decided to learn from this girl and learn to take her time.
For the rest of the day, I would come to this café every weekend and sit near the girl. I noticed that she was always writing carefully in her notebook and sometimes laughing softly. I grew attracted to her unique charm, but I still chose to take my time.
One day, the girl suddenly raised her head and met my eyes. She smiled and asked me, "Why do you always sit so far away from me?" I felt nervous, but I also felt an inexplicable warmth. I replied, "Actually, I don't think you can develop too quickly in a relationship, and if you start unclear, you will end unclearly." As soon as they came up, they held hands, hugged each other, and said 'I love you', and they didn't understand each other at all, so they hurried together. In the end, they will break up because the novelty is gone. In fact, a healthy love should be like a porridge simmering slowly, take more time to slowly understand each other's preferences, eat a lot of meals together, and talk a lot of things. Taking your time is the best sincerity. ”
She listened to me, and a glint of approval flashed in her eyes. She nodded and said, "You're right, it's best to take your time." I also believe that only through the test of time can we truly understand and accept each other. ”
We started talking, and she told me that she was a writer and that she loved to find inspiration in cafes and document the world as she saw it. "I like to take my time because it allows me to see more of the beauty that others have overlooked," she says. ”
As time went on, my relationship with the girl became closer and closer. We started to go out for a walk together and slowly enjoy the scenery of the city, go to the movies together and savor every episode, and go to art exhibitions together to slowly feel the charm of art. I've found that when we take our time, every moment in our lives becomes more precious.
I began to feel a change in my heart and I became more calm and tolerant. I've learned to appreciate the little things in life and stop rushing for results. I learned that taking my time is not only a form of sincerity, but also a form of respect and love for myself.
Slowly, our relationship became more intimate. We share each other's dreams and puzzles with each other, encouraging and supporting each other. We learned to listen to each other and give each other plenty of space and freedom. We understand that love needs time to nurture and precipitate, not rush. I don't know what the future holds, but I hope to keep going like this