Old Love Novels & Stories

Old Master Gray spoke earnestly, his aged voice tinged with a hint of helplessness, "I know you have grievances and resentment, but it's been so long. You need to let it go." It seemed that recalling the past made the Old Man's eyes grow even dimmer. Wayne sat casually in his chair, his lips pressed tightly together in silence. His expression was unreadable that no one could guess what he was thinking. The old man sighed. "The matter of you marrying Scarlett was my decision. Don't blame me for being presumptuous. I'm doing this for your own good. You're not young anymore; it's time to settle down. Even though Scarlett's father used favors to pressure us, which was rather underhanded, Scarlet

Adrian responded, sounding every bit like a devoted fiancé who cared deeply about the woman he was soon going to marry. Seeing the way the two of them embraced one another with warm smiles, the old man smiled at them. "It's nice to see such a young couple so deeply in love. I must say, it's very rare to find this kind of love nowadays. Well, I hope you get better soon. I'll have to leave now. I just wanted to make sure that you were safe," the old man said before saying his goodbyes. The moment he walked out of the office, Evelina quickly pulled her hand away.

Evelyn asked. "Yes, Mirror Of Love. We believe that the person standing before this mirror will get the glimpse of his or her love's reflection in it, if he or she has met his or her true love in their life," The old uttered, beaming "Don't mind me but that doesn't sound too fake or cliché?" Nevada said, slightly disbelieved. Both the old man and woman smiled more warmly at her words. "Have you ever seen a broken heart with your eyes?" The old woman asked Nevada.

“That’s because, when the Old Madam was alive, she loved roses more than anything in the world. This garden... it’s the testimony of their love. Ever since they were together, the Old Master has planted a new rose for every year they shared. He says it’s the only way he can still talk to her.” ​I stopped in my tracks, looking at the vibrant petals shimmering in the moonlight. I felt a sudden, sharp ache in my chest. ​“Who knew Grandpa was such a romantic?” I laughed, though it sounded a bit watery. “I wish I also had such a blessing... to be loved like that.” ​I sighed, the sound lost in the breeze. I knew it wouldn't happen for me. ​“Madam,” a sharp voice cut through the air.

No. “My mother’s never been interested, Oldie,” I say, smirking. “So if anything, you’re the one trying to steal my dad’s wife.” Oldie recoils like I slapped him. “You dare mention that thief in my presence?” I laugh. “My deepest apologies.” He scowls. “Accepted. Barely.” After some lingering conversation and too many smart-ass remarks, Emilia and I say our goodbyes. Oldie waves us off from the entrance of his arcade, muttering something about the unbearable nature of young love.

"You said if I ever made you angry or we had a fight, I could use this coupon." Tears welled up in his eyes. "Don't be mad at me, okay?" Silence felt like a heavy stone pressing on my chest. Sadness mixed with memories flooded my heart. We both knew that promises only mattered when we were in love. I remained silent, and his hand holding the coupon trembled slightly. He let out a bitter laugh and lowered his head. "It's okay. You're right to be angry." Then he took out the second card, which read, [Make Up Coupon.] "When I learned you were p

He cleared his throat. "Yes, he was the Alpha of the pack... before he died." "Really?" "Yes, Hillary. He was also my friend. Now, let's do away with the history and welcome the future." He held my hand tighter. "Hillary, I have dreamt of this day for many years and I can't believe that it's right in front of my eyes." Dylan glanced at me and smiled and I reciprocated. The old man clapped and smiled happily. "You guys truly love each other...don't mind me I'm.old fashioned, most of you modern youths hate using the word love and prefer 'really like', right?"

“You’re messaging Ben? I haven’t messaged Tim yet. I wonder if he’s still sulking like a child. Oliver was such a troublemaker when he was little. I bet 99% of that came from his father.” Jane said, “Tim is simply hopelessly in love with you.” “We’ve been married for decades. What’s there to talk about love anymore? After so many years of marriage, love has long since become familial affection.” “Old married couples can still have love. Ben tells me he loves me every single day when he gets home from work.”

In fact, Rene did not look like someone who is ferocious. “I told her that I had also once loved him…..loved him very much as well but in the end, everyone had such an ending. I told her that a good horse will not return to graze on old pastures, and it is true. Recently, he really likes to return to old pastures or is it he is infatuated with the taste of the old pastures that still lingered in his mind? Things that are unobtainable are always the best but not really the best. It is just because of the discontented feeling a person has when one is not able to obtain something and so I told her to think clearly.”

Every time she remembers the scene where he burst into tears and said that he never stopped loving her, her heart aches. Is that why he and Emma stopped? Is it because his heart is still attached to the old image so he can't force the person next to him to accept it? The rushing thoughts made her head hurt a bit. She wondered if she was committing a serious sin when she was about to become Daniel's wife but still could not forget her old lover. It's not that she doesn't want to forget, it's that she can't forget. Whether a breeze or a falling leaf makes the sweet and bitter memories of the past come back to her and torment her every second.