You know, my dear son, I also had a first love, and I was beloved as well. It’s just… you have to feel it, not be told to love, not love for money, but you have to enjoy the moment when you touch your couple. And if you start to blush when you see her, or if you have a hackles rise while thinking about her… that is the person you have to stick to. It’s like a dream. If you have a nightmare, you always try to wake up, but if you dream about something or someone you like, I bet, you would like to sleep forever.
– But what is so special in it? As I understand, we are to work, eat, sleep and to proceed our lineage. I love her for her appearance, if truth be told, but her character is…. how to say… disgusting for me. And boys are in queue to her heart, but she likes me, I was told. I know, if I leave her, I won’t get her again. May be I’m wrong in something, but, daddy, what do I have to do now?
– I’m so happy that you are a big boy now, that we are talking about it, but everything you tell about the aim of the life is nonsense. Look, let me show you an example. I was 18-year-old, a good, clever boy studying in the university, making some progress and building the future. But there was one thing, I wasn’t strong enough. One day, I was seriously beaten by other boys for trying to make some relations with one girl. Her name was Jessica, and she was the prettiest one on our course, I had thought. But I’m talking not about the beauty now. You see, while they were kicking me I couldn’t see anyone but Jessica. She was standing on the first line close to me and did nothing. I didn’t feel the muscle pain, but my soul was terribly itching. After a minute I had a nose bleeding and then my guardian angel steeped out of the crowd. “Don’t you dare. How could you touch this boy, having quantitative advantage, you, bastards!?” I suppose you know who it was. Yes, it was your mother, being so angry with them, she was even trying to toss the stones and pebbles on them, oh, that was such a show time! And I was…
– … Trying to say that you adore me and want to kiss me.
– Ahahahahah. That is true, my love. I can do it anywhere and anytime, even now, but let me tell the boy a full story. You see, dear, that was the time, when I realized that just heart and soul matter. From that time we started to date, oh, how romantic it was…
– IS!!
– Sorry, my little bear. How romantic it was, is and will be, till the death. Well, I was trying to bring her flowers, they were roses, but she answered, that she doesn’t like them. “My favourites are daisies” – she said me. I started to buy them every day, and before the wedding she told me something interesting and strange. Don’t you guess?
– No, dad.
– “Uh, it would be great if thousands of roses were on the wedding” – said she that time. I was shocked and she was giggling. She told me then that she had roses addiction. Yes, she has been deceiving me for 2 years for one reason. Darling?
– Your dad had an allergy to roses, I knew that, so didn’t want him to suffer.
– Yeah, it was kind of strange, and we couldn’t help laughing. About evenings, we didn’t even go to restaurants. We preferred staying home and having a supper in silence, with slow music and candle standing between us. It was romantic too. Oh, I miss those times. Do you get, to what I lead? You will have your life joyful, if you choose the one, who is good to you, even if she isn’t attractive, as you wanted. However, she will support you, especially when you both tie the knot. So be careful.
– Okay, dad, thank you, and you, mom. It was so interesting to hear about your youth, maybe later you will tell me more stories. I’ve got to go now. See you soon.
– Yeah, goodbye my dear, be safe!
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