Red Mansion: Holding Space and Marrying Like the Sea

The next morning, Jia Baoyu came to Mrs. Jia's residence with great interest. Mrs. Jia asked jokingly, "Why did you get up so early today, Baoyu?" Jia Baoyu said in a coquettish voice, "Grandma, I missed you!" Mrs. Jia smiled and shook her head, without revealing his little thoughts.

The maids brought up breakfast one plate at a time. Jia Baoyu happily waited for the person he was waiting for, but the person did not show up until the end of breakfast.

Jia Baoyu felt a sense of loss. After finishing his breakfast listlessly, he said goodbye to Mrs. Jia and left. Returning to his room, he lay on the bed, his mind full of thoughts.

"Is she still angry with me?" he murmured to himself, "Or is she tired of me?" Thinking of this, Jia Baoyu's mood became heavier.

However, just as he was lost in thought, there was a slight knock on the door. He sat up in bed, his heart full of anticipation. He opened the door and saw that it was Old Lady Jia. He called out dejectedly, "Old Lady, why are you here?" The old lady said leisurely, "Are you waiting for Daiyu?" "Okay, I'll take you to see your sister Lin."

Arriving at Lin Daiyu's wing room, Jia Mu knocked gently on the door, and the door slowly opened. Lin Daiyu appeared at the door, her eyes a little tired, but when she saw Jia Baoyu, a smile appeared on her face.

Jia Baoyu walked up to Lin Daiyu and said softly, "Sister Lin, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that. Please don't be angry."

Lin Daiyu stopped crying and looked up at Jia Baoyu, tears still glistening in her eyes. She bit her lip and said, "I'm not angry with my brother, but I can't help but feel sad when I think about living under someone else's roof."

Seeing this, Grandmother Jia felt even more distressed for Lin Daiyu. She took Lin Daiyu's hand and said, "My dear child, the Jia family is your home. If you have any grievances, just tell me. I will never let you suffer any grievances."

Lin Daiyu claimed she had no grievances, but after sending Jia Baoyu and Old Lady Jia away, she couldn't help but visit Jia Min's residence. Jia Min was reclining on a soft couch, leisurely enjoying a snack and flipping through a book. Seeing Daiyu enter, Jia Min quickly put down her book, hugged her tightly, and asked with concern, "My child, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes red and your face haggard, as if you've been deeply wronged? Tell me quickly what happened?" Upon hearing this, Lin Daiyu felt a surge of bitterness in her heart, tears welling up in her eyes. She choked back a sob and replied, "Mother, is Jia Baoyu really the right man for me? Although he's gentle and considerate to girls, that's only because they're pretty. And yesterday, he even scolded me!" At this point, Lin Daiyu could no longer contain her inner sorrow and burst into tears, leaning on Jia Min's shoulder.

Jia Min patted Daiyu's back and comforted her, "Yu'er, Baoyu may have said that in the heat of the moment. Give him some time to reflect on it. After all, feelings need to be cultivated. Besides, Baoyu is a man after all. You need to give him face when you are out and about, and you can't contradict him."

Daiyu raised her head and looked at Jia Min with tearful eyes: "But, mother, I am afraid I will be hurt. I know that I am sensitive and delicate, and I tend to overthink things. Maybe I am not suitable for Baoyu."

Jia Min gently held Daiyu's hand and soothed her softly, "Yu'er, love isn't something that happens overnight. It takes time and experience for us to understand its true meaning. So, don't deny yourself too easily, and don't jump to conclusions too quickly. Give each other a chance, and perhaps there will be unexpected results. Besides, Baoyu is kind-hearted by nature. He will definitely recognize his mistakes and work hard to correct them."

Daiyu listened quietly to Jia Min's words, and gradually calmed down. She nodded slightly to show that she understood what Jia Min meant, and said softly, "Mother, I understand."

At this time, Lin Daiyu noticed that Jia Min was holding a book in her hand and asked curiously, "Mother, what book is this?"

Jia Min handed the book to Daiyu and replied with a smile, "The book is called The Peony Pavilion."

Lin Daiyu took the book, looked at the cover and read the title. She turned the pages and began to read.

Jia Min sat by, watching Daiyu concentrate on her reading, a gentle smile on her face. She remembered that she had also been obsessed with these literary works in her youth, and she couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

However, Jia Min didn't find anything wrong with the love story depicted in the book. She believed that these emotions were naturally expressed and shouldn't be restricted by excessive etiquette. So, she casually explained to Daiyu, "This book tells the story of Du Liniang, the daughter of an official, who fell deeply in love with the scholar Liu Mengmei in her dreams. She died of heartbreak, then transformed into a spirit to search for her real lover. The two fell in love, and she was finally resurrected and finally tied the knot with Liu Mengmei."

Daiyu was deeply attracted by the romantic love story in the book, and tears of emotion flashed in her eyes.

"This story is so beautiful. Girls should be like Du Liniang and bravely pursue their own love." Daiyu sighed.

Jia Min stroked Daiyu's hair and nodded in agreement.

"Yu'er, you're right. Love shouldn't be bound by worldly rules. If two people are in love, they should pursue it bravely."

Daiyu raised her head and looked at Jia Min with a firm look in her eyes.

"Mother, I understand. I will and will stick to my true feelings."