Chinese people hate that there are three women, and I became one of them

Rainy days.

I heard you get married next month.

I was 20 years old when I promised to be with you. Now that I grow up slowly, I finally have the freedom to forget my grief, but after thinking about it, I still feel the happiest when I am with you.

As far as you are concerned, I am afraid it will not be so comfortable. In the face of moral criticism and the pressure of your true girlfriend, I think this is why you ask me every day, "What is the point of being alive?"

There are three Chinese people hate women:

One is a woman who likes to chew her tongue.

A kind of evil mother who is born but not raised.

There is another kind of third party that I intervene in the feelings of others.

When you first met you, you were calm and calm, and you didn't rush into trouble. I admire me, a student who is still being protected by school parents.

We are not much different in age, but your years of work experience make me look like a child in front of you, and you have always treated me like a child. This is the first time someone other than parents loves me so much. I.

We have the same hobbies, so we talked together very quickly, and we even met to travel together to explore this magical world.

At that time, I didn't know you had a girlfriend.

The moment of ambiguity is like love.

I started to happily treat you, try to get along with you, say good morning and good night to each other every day, and share my daily life. I start to rely on you and feel that you are a gift from God.

You tell me the law of attraction , that we are attracted to each other. I say yes.

Until later you confessed to me that we are together, I think all this is destined. Yes, you are my first love.

Live to 20 years old and have no emotional experience. You say that there is a one in ten thousand chance of meeting me like this. You say that you are so lucky. I also think that if you are a single person of 20 years, I am also very lucky.

You are a workaholic, from Monday to Sunday, every day is busy till late. The date between us is just that you occasionally take the time to see me briefly. At that time, I will blush and my heart beats faster when holding your hand. This is the feeling of first love.

I was slow to heat up, but I treat you so passionately. The so-called one thing drops one thing is exactly this truth.

Maybe it’s because you haven’t been in a relationship, and don’t know how to refuse. Everything is going according to your schedule, and we have a relationship.

I imagined when my first kiss would happen for the first time countless times, but I didn't expect it to happen within a month after being with you. I like you more.

Christmas, I prepared a gift for you, go to your company downstairs and wait for you to prepare to surprise you. I was ecstatic, and I have been excited since the afternoon, thinking about your face when you receive a gift. It should be a very happy day between us.

But as soon as the door opened, all my expectations and happiness fell to the ground. You took another girl's hand, and I kept telling myself that it was just your sister, but reason told me that it was not like this.

Originally, my object was someone else's boyfriend.

Isn't this supposed to be the plot in the TV series? Why did it happen to me?

My world collapsed in an instant, and all the pictures of us together came to my head. It was ironic, but it was really painful.

"Yes, he is my girlfriend." You answered me.

I thought I would scold you hysterically after hearing this answer. I could even cry loudly. This is the right I can get after being deceived, but I don’t have a lot of tears.Competitiveness, did not flow down.

We separated, extremely calm.

It turns out that you have to send your good morning and good night to two people every day, but you can share it with two people at the same time.

How did you switch between the two girls freely, don’t you feel guilty when facing one of us?

The cruelest person in the world ever fell in love with me.

What did I do wrong? Why do all the people I meet come to see me with a knife.

My first love is a love that cannot be seen. Even mentioning it makes me feel like a thorn on my back.

I am sorry for failing to protect myself; I am sorry for being involved in other people's feelings. I don't know how many retributions will be waiting to take care of me in the future, but there is nothing I can do, only to accept it.

God arranges for anyone to appear for a certain reason. Your appearance made me grow up a lot in an instant, and it hurt my self-esteem. I even felt like thanking you, one of the few that I have met here Among people, you are the most unforgettable.

I still believe in love, but I don’t believe that I will be loved.

also wish you a happy wedding.