In the corner of the busy market sits an old teahouse. In the teahouse, the warm yellow light shines through the light veil, mottled on the wooden tables and chairs, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of tea. Wangcai sat alone in the corner, with a steaming cup of green tea in front of him, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking about something.
"Wangcai, why have you been so absent-minded these two days?" asked a regular customer curiously.
Wangcai came back to his senses and smiled slightly: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something." ”
"Oh, is it a woman's business?" quipped the regular.
Wangcai's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "Women's affairs, which we men can easily understand." ”
The regulars laughed: "It seems that you are still a person with a story." ”
Wangcai did not continue the topic, but his heart was full of waves. He remembered the woman who was hidden deep in his heart, the secrets that rotted in his stomach but never spoke.
That woman was his first love. Their love is like a blooming flower, beautiful and short-lived. However, fate is like a naughty child, always breaking everything at the best of times. The woman's family suffered an accident, and she had to leave Wangcai and face the hardships of life alone.
Wangcai tried to find her, but each time to no avail. His heart was filled with guilt and regret, and he hated himself for not being able to do anything to protect her. In those days, it was as if he was in the dark, and he could not see a ray of light.
Until one day, he heard a familiar song in the teahouse. It was a song they had heard together, and every melody brought back memories for him. It was as if he saw the woman's smile and heard her voice. At that moment, he made up his mind to find her no matter what, and tell her the secrets that rotted in his stomach.
Wangcai began to inquire about the woman, and he used the power of modern technology to find her traces through social networks and connections. Every clue filled him with hope, but every disappointment also made his heart ache.
Just when Wangcai was about to give up, he finally got a definite message. The woman now lives in a remote town and lives an ordinary and comfortable life. Without hesitation, Wangcai embarked on a journey to the town.
The scenery of the town is picturesque, but Wangcai only has the figure of that woman in his heart. He found her home, a simple cottage surrounded by flowers and plants. He stood outside the door, his heart full of excitement and nervousness.
He took a deep breath and knocked softly on the door. The door slowly opened, and the woman's face appeared in his sight. Her face had signs of age, but those eyes were still as bright as ever.
"Wangcai?" exclaimed the woman in surprise.
Wangcai nodded, as if there were a thousand words in his throat, but in the end it only turned into one sentence: "I'm coming to you." ”
The woman's eyes were slightly red, and she took Wangcai's hand and walked into the house. The two sat down and began to talk about the past. Wangcai finally told the secrets that were rotten in his stomach, and he told her about his guilt and regret, and told her that he had never forgotten her.
The woman listened quietly, tears glistening in her eyes. She told Wangcai that she had never forgotten him, and those good memories have always been the driving force in her life.
The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had returned to that youthful age. They know that while many things have changed over the years, their hearts are still tightly connected.
In the teahouse, Wangcai regulars shared his story. They lamented the impermanence of fate and the greatness of love. Wangcai told them that sometimes, those secrets rotten in the stomach may be the most precious treasure in our lives.
This story spread in the teahouse and became a topic of conversation after dinner. It makes people believe that no matter how many difficulties and setbacks there are in life, as long as there is love in the heart, there is courage to face everything.
Wangcai also regained the direction of his life. He knows that although the regrets of the past cannot be remedied, he can cherish the present and grasp the future. He kept in touch with the women, occasionally meeting and chatting and sharing their lives. Their hearts were filled with hope and warmth.
In this busy world, each of us has our own secrets and regrets. They may have caused us a lot of pain, but as long as we dare to face them and speak out, we can find inner liberation and strength. And those secrets rotten in the stomach will also become the most precious memories and treasures in our lives.