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When Zhou Hong returned from the mountains, she learned that I had given birth to a son. She came to the hospital to see me. I held the baby, smiling with happiness.
Zhou Hong looked at my child, feeling a mix of emotions. "The little guy is really good-looking," she said. I smiled and replied, "Thank you."
Zhou Hong looked at me and asked, "Liu Yajie, are you happy now?" I looked at her and said, "I am very happy." "That's good," Zhou Hong nodded with a smile.
...
Zhou Hong went to find Xu Qian. Xu Qian was working overtime at the company.
"Are you not going to congratulate Liu Yajie?" Zhou Hong asked. Xu Qian replied expressionlessly, "I just went yesterday."
"Oh," Zhou Hong nodded. "I have a gift for you."
"What gift?" Xu Qian asked. Zhou Hong took out a box and placed it on Xu Qian's desk. Xu Qian opened it to find a tie inside. He was slightly taken aback but then smiled, saying, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Zhou Hong smiled back. "Do you like it?"
"I like it," Xu Qian said.
Zhou Hong sighed in relief, "That's good." Xu Qian looked at Zhou Hong and asked, "Have you been doing well lately?"
"I'm doing pretty well," Zhou Hong replied. "How about you?"
Xu Qian smiled and said, "I'm doing well too."
Zhou Hong quietly watched Xu Qian, suddenly unsure of what to say. She always felt that Xu Qian had changed.
He was no longer carefree and always laughing like before. He had become more composed. Zhou Hong thought this must be the impact of heartbreak. She hoped Xu Qian could move on quickly and embrace new feelings.
Zhou Hong had always wanted to find a girlfriend for Xu Qian. However, Xu Qian always made various excuses. Either he felt nothing, or he was too busy; in any case, he refused to date. Three years passed in the blink of an eye. Xu Qian was still single. Zhou Hong was anxious.
"What kind of person do you want to find?" she asked Xu Qian. Xu Qian glanced at her and replied, "I don't want to find anyone."
"Are you planning to stay single for life?" Zhou Hong asked. Xu Qian smiled lightly, "What's wrong with that?"
Zhou Hong was left speechless.
Later, Zhou Hong gave up. She no longer pressured Xu Qian to find a girlfriend because she knew he wouldn't listen to her. She could only watch helplessly as Xu Qian remained single.
Another five years passed. Zhou Hong had transformed from a young girl into an aunt. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed deeply. She had aged.
Xu Qian is getting old.
He is thirty-five this year and still single.
Zhou Hong cannot understand what Xu Qian is holding onto.
...
Zhou Hong goes to find Xu Qian.
Xu Qian is drinking at home.
"Why are you drinking again?" Zhou Hong frowns, "Didn’t you say you want to take care of your health?"
Xu Qian glances at her: "It's okay to drink a little occasionally."
"..."
Zhou Hong is speechless.
She sits down next to Xu Qian: "Xu Qian, how long do you plan to stay single?"
Xu Qian smiles: "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
"I think you're very lonely," Zhou Hong says.
Xu Qian pauses slightly, then laughs: "I won't be lonely."
"Why not?" Zhou Hong asks.
Xu Qian takes a sip of his drink: "Because I have memories."
"..."
Zhou Hong doesn't know what to say anymore.
She understands what Xu Qian means.
Xu Qian is a person with memories.
He has the memories of his time with Liu Yajie, and those memories are enough to support him through his life.
...
Zhou Hong no longer tries to persuade Xu Qian to date.
She can't change his mind.
All she can do is accompany him.
...
Zhou Hong stays by Xu Qian's side.
She watched him transform from a young man into an older man, observing as he grew increasingly thin and haggard. She felt heartbroken for him, but there was nothing she could do.
...
When Zhou Hong turned sixty-five, she learned that Xu Qian was hospitalized. She rushed to the hospital. Xu Qian was already on the brink of death.
"How did you get so thin?" Zhou Hong asked, crying.
Xu Qian smiled faintly, "I'm just a bit thinner, don't cry."
"You're like this, how can I not cry?" Zhou Hong replied.
Xu Qian sighed, "Everyone will die eventually."
"But you haven't gotten married yet," Zhou Hong said.
Xu Qian smiled again, "I don't need to get married."
"Why don't you need to get married?" Zhou Hong asked.
Xu Qian looked at her, "Because I only need memories."
...
Zhou Hong didn't know what to say. She just felt a deep sadness.
On the day Xu Qian passed away, Zhou Hong was not by his side. She sat in a wheelchair, watching the leaves fall outside the window, tears streaming down her face. She remembered something Xu Qian had once said—"I don't need to get married; I only need memories."
Zhou Hong finally understood the meaning of those words. Xu Qian truly did not need to get married. He only needed memories.
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