I officially started dating my girlfriend.
She still took the initiative to keep in touch with me. Her day began with a "Good morning" and ended with a "Good night" when it got dark.
This kind of behavior...
It was extremely reassuring.
Some people like to say "I love you" with their lips.
She showed her love through her actions.
My girlfriend asked me, "If you feel your heart racing when you're around someone, does that mean you have a crush on them?"
I wondered if she couldn't pretend anymore and wanted to come clean.
I asked her, "Who is it?"
Then I quickly typed another message: "Me."
But she said she had a crush on her boss.
Me: …
Thank goodness I was quick.
I blushed and deleted the word "Me."
What did she mean?
Was she trying to provoke me?
She even said her heart was pounding when she threw herself into that man's arms!
Did she want to see me jealous?
Did she want me to say, "You have me, yet you're falling for another man?"
Was she trying to force me to confess?
I wasn't going to fall for her tricks.
I had to come up with a strong counter - move, a plan that would maintain my dignity.
I spent almost an hour searching online.
Finally, I called a professor friend who worked at the University of California.
I said, "My girlfriend deliberately said she has a crush on another man, but I don't want to show that I'm jealous. What should I do?"
Then I got a term: the "Suspension Bridge Effect."
I couldn't wait to send it to her.
She was quite good at justifying herself.
I used to hate scheming women.
But now I thought it was quite cute when a girl played a little trick for the boy she loved.
My girlfriend's game was launched.
She made an excuse that she needed to serve customers and insisted on coming to my place to play the game with me.
When I was eating noodles, she said she wanted the rest of mine.
I thought it might be a hint.
Sharing saliva... Did she want to kiss?
My IQ wouldn't let me fall for such a childish trick.
I was so full.
But I still finished the whole bowl of noodles.
Who asked her to say my cooking was bad last time?
GOD.
She even bought a book called "Must - Read for Flirting with Men" just to flirt with me.
No wonder her tricks were so cheesy and tacky!
...Alright then.
My girlfriend was really putting in the effort.
Many people don't know.
I'm a horror movie fan.
From "The Shining" and "The Conjuring" to "A Wicked Ghost" and the "Troublesome Night" series, and then to "Ring" and "The Eye" and "The Ghost Sniffer" …
I've watched them all more than once.
I have high standards.
But my girlfriend's game, "Summoning Ghosts," caught my attention right away.
The story was bizarre and bloody, the graphics were delicate and profound. It was a sincere work.
The atmosphere was perfectly created, and the suffocating sense of horror really made one's heart hang in the balance.
Watching her play wasn't enough for me. I stood up and changed places so I could play it myself.
An accident happened.
She was scared by the ghost.
When she looked up, she hit my chin.
Thank goodness I've never had plastic surgery.
Otherwise, my chin would have pierced through my brain.
It hurt so much.
I didn't even notice that she would pounce on me and push me.
I'm not exaggerating.
I haven't fallen since I learned to walk.
As an adult, I always pay attention to my gentlemanly demeanor and noble character. I care a lot about my image.
However.
Today.
At this moment.
I was lying sprawled on the ground.
Like a turtle!!!
I didn't want to live anymore.
I tried to stand up in the coolest way possible.
But I still couldn't shake off the feeling of humiliation.
My girlfriend tried to distract me.
But I was still angry.
My butt hurt so much.
It took an hour of playing games for the pain to go away.
My girlfriend said her small company didn't have the money to promote the game.
The helplessness in her words successfully aroused my protective instinct as her boyfriend.
When I got home, I called my cousin Song Wenxing.
She's a beauty blogger and knows some top - notch game streamers.
But they're so rich that they never take on such commercial jobs.
I just said straight out, "This game was made by your sister - in - law. If you think it's good, promote it. If you think it's garbage, forget it."
A week later.
The game became a huge hit.
I knew they would promote it.
Whoever played my girlfriend's game would say it was great!
One morning, I suddenly got a call from my girlfriend.
She asked me what shoe size I wore.
She was so anxious that she was about to cry.
I told her without even thinking.
Then she got so excited that she accidentally let it slip and called me "boyfriend."
If I hadn't been in a meeting at that time.
My mouth would have curled up to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
She pretended to have just "pure friendship" with me, but secretly called me "boyfriend."
Was she this cute?
My heart was pounding for a long time.
A new pair of AJ shoes came out.
Queuing up was beneath my dignity.
I usually spent a fortune to collect them.
I hadn't collected sneakers for a long time.
But this was a limited - edition collaboration.
You might not be able to buy the right size even if you had money.
It was so tempting. I wanted it so much but couldn't get it.
My girlfriend came to my place and gave me a pair of AJ shoes.
It was exactly the pair I wanted, and it was my size!
I should have been happy.
But when I saw her tired and weak face.
My heart was hit hard.
I felt all messed up.
It was only a few degrees last night.
And it was raining so heavily.
Even a grown man would have a hard time queuing up.
Let alone her, who was so frail?
I was angry.
But mostly, I was heartbroken.
But I couldn't say anything.
I was being stubborn with myself.
Her face was as white as paper.
Her lips had lost their color.
She must have caught a cold.
She stood from ten o'clock last night until nine - thirty this morning.
It must have been so hard.
But she never complained.
She clearly liked me.
But she stubbornly said she just wanted to be friends with me.
I was angry at her.
And I was angry at myself too.
I hated that she didn't have the courage.
And I hated even more that I couldn't bring myself to say it.
I couldn't think of a way to break through this barrier.
After all, her window was made of bullet - proof glass.
After she left.
I was worried all the time.
I couldn't help asking if her cold was getting better.
She said it was worse and that she was alone in her dorm.
Thank goodness I asked.
Otherwise, was she going to die alone in her dorm and wait for her colleagues to come back in three days to collect her body?
My heart was in a knot.
I really wanted to say to her, "I'm so heartbroken. Do you know?"
But when I typed it on my phone, it automatically became two words: "Serves you right."
I struggled for less than a minute.
Then I took a leave of absence from work and went to her dorm.
As soon as I opened the door, she vomited all over me.
Her mood changed a lot after she got sick. Maybe she didn't have the energy to pretend anymore.
It was actually better this way.
Her willful, delicate, and vulnerable sides.
All were exposed to me.
Even...
Her body, which she usually covered up tightly.
Oh my god.
Her figure was really amazing.
My friend told me to help her take off her clothes to cool down.
God knows how hard I tried to suppress my evil thoughts.
She even snuggled into my arms softly.
Ugh.
It was so torturous.
She was like a child.
She was afraid of needles.
She would cry when she was being a brat.
It was such a big contrast to her usual carefree self.
My heart softened again and again.
When she woke up, I fed her porridge.
Oh my god.
The way she obediently bit the spoon really made me have all sorts of dirty thoughts.
Up until now, all her flirting moves had been natural.
But when she suddenly took off her pajamas and was left in just her underwear in front of me.
The flirting became a bit too obvious.
I kind of understood what she meant.
Some things would happen naturally when the time was right.
There was no need to explain them.
But that wouldn't do.
I'm a person who values the sense of ceremony.
Some processes.
Couldn't be skipped.
Did she want to compete with me on being stubborn?
Let's see who could out - stubborn the other.
She won.
To prove that she didn't see me as a man,
She even called me "sister."
She clearly did her homework and got me something I liked, but she pretended she had given the wrong gift and hypocritically said she regretted buying the shoes.
She just wanted me to say I liked them.
Alright, I liked them.
I also didn't hesitate to show that I was heartbroken for her.
I was mainly worried that she would do such unworthy things again just to make me happy.
When she hugged my arm and looked deeply into my eyes, saying, "Why isn't it worth it? If I like it, it's worth it,"
My pounding heart was sending love signals like crazy.
I lost.
Completely.