Who's Treasure Are You?

Imagine a new family moving in next door in a cozy neighborhood in Sydney. They bring along a child around one year old. When you first see this child, you can't help but be a bit shocked and even a bit repulsed. A flat nose, small eyes, a crooked mouth that always droops and constantly drools. Every time you meet in the elevator of the apartment building, you politely say hello but really don't want to look at the child more than necessary. However, the child's mother is completely different. She always has a contented look on her face. From time to time, she coos at the child and kisses it affectionately. Her eyes are filled with sweetness, as if the child in her arms is an angel.

This makes me wonder: Do mothers really not see the ugliness of their children? Or in their eyes, is their child always the most beautiful? I talked about this with a friend who has a truly angelic-looking child. My friend smiled and said, "No matter how ugly a child is, it's always a treasure to its mother. Someday you'll understand." But understand what? Do we have to see ugliness as beauty someday?

This question lingered in my mind until I experienced some things and gradually understood the truth.

Not long ago, I was assigned to study in London. When I got there, I found out that my friend Lily's boyfriend, Tom, was also in the same training class. I quickly called Lily to report. She was overjoyed on the phone and said, "Great! Great!" But I was very puzzled. What's so great about it? She said, "Please keep an eye on him. After class, you guys will surely go to places like Big Ben, the Tower Bridge, and Buckingham Palace. Don't let him wander around. If he ever approaches a beautiful girl in your class, you must keep a close watch on him without hesitation."

Hearing her various concerns on the phone, I was full of doubts. Tom is older, not very tall, his salary is mediocre, and his looks are even more ordinary. Why is she so nervous? In my opinion, Lily is definitely marrying down.

Probably sensing the disdain in my tone, Lily emphasized again and again that I must take it seriously and not relax my vigilance. Finally, she said, "I know his goodness and charm." I was confused for a long time and couldn't figure it out.

In the following days, I often observed Lily's precious boyfriend. Just like that ugly child, I really couldn't see any trace of "preciousness" in him. It's really hard to understand.

As time passed, I got to know Tom better. The child next door is already running around happily, but still ugly. Lily also got married and is with that ordinary but precious man. Every time I see her, she has a look of happiness on her face.

Tom would ask about my three meals a day and calculate my sleeping time on the phone every day. Sometimes I get so annoyed that I say, "Don't you care about what I eat or how long I sleep?" He would smile good-naturedly and say that I am someone who needs supervision. Only in this way can I live a long life, and my living a long life is of great significance to him.

When I exercise with friends, he always says he's afraid. When I ask what he's afraid of, he says he always feels that whoever sees me will be immediately attracted and have their heart flutter. I'm not so vain as to not know that I'm really just an ordinary person who goes unnoticed on the street. He says he also knows that his thinking is a bit unrealistic, but he can't control it. So, when he was on a business trip and I went to a friend's birthday party, he would be extremely anxious and restless because he couldn't pick me up at night. He called my friends around me and asked them to make sure to send me home.

Lily deliberately teased him on the phone and said, "We're all adults. Isn't this a bit too excessive?" What did he say? Lily said that he said, "You are so radiant. Even seeing your walking posture at night is so beautiful. Please make sure to accompany her and send her home."

I was silent for a long time. Knowing that I am just an ordinary person, like an autumn insect, being regarded as a treasure by someone must be love, right? Finally, I understand that no matter how ugly a child is, it's a treasure to its mother; no matter how ordinary and humble a person is, they are a treasure to love.

When we grow old one day, ask ourselves: Who was our treasure? And who were we a treasure to? In this life, whose treasure are you?

Perhaps you have already found the person who regards you as a treasure. Then, cherish this feeling and manage it with care. Perhaps you are still on the way of searching. Then don't give up. Believe that one day, you will meet the right person.

In this world full of love, let's all become someone else's treasure and let others become our treasures. Because love is the most beautiful thing in this world. It can make our lives more wonderful.