In the days that followed, it felt as if I were a rowboat freely sailing through a vast ocean, carefree and unrestrained, carrying with me the vivid memories of my emotional stories.
After enduring a long struggle with that sharp-tongued old woman and endless arguments, my mother chose to leave our hometown and work in a place as far away as possible. On the day she left, I silently accompanied her to the bus station, watching her frail figure disappear into the crowd, feeling a mix of emotions in my heart.
Before she left, she sold her only treasured gold necklace to buy me my first mobile phone and computer. When I received these brand-new electronic devices, my heart was filled with joy and anticipation.
Amidst the bustling crowd, I stepped through the gates of the university and officially began my college life.
The first time I saw the university campus, I was deeply struck by its vastness and grandeur: This is university! I marveled, filled with longing and hope for the future.
It was during this period that I, who had always been praised by neighbors as "the child of someone else's family," entered a belated rebellious phase. I no longer wanted to be that obedient child; instead, I indulged myself.
In my first year of college, I became obsessed with the world of the internet, spending day and night online, neglecting even the major courses I once loved and excelled in.
I was so immersed in this virtual world that I couldn't extricate myself until my advisor issued a stern warning about failing grades, which made me pull back somewhat.
Aside from gaming, I began to explore dating.
He was an old acquaintance from high school, tall and slender, with a handsome appearance.
One night, when all the lights in the dormitory were turned off and darkness enveloped everything around me, my phone suddenly lit up with a message from him: "Want to try dating?"
At that moment, my heart raced with excitement, almost leaping out of my chest.
I instantly jumped out of bed, chatting with him in the dim light of my phone screen. Our topics were whimsical, ranging from daily trivialities to life aspirations, sharing our joys and sorrows as if there was an endless conversation to be had.
At that moment, I thought I had found my soulmate for life.
Our school was located far apart, and the time we spent together was minimal, but that did not stop me from investing all my energy and emotions into him. I relied on him unilaterally, treating him as the entirety of my life.
However, two years later, I discovered that he had betrayed me and was involved in an ambiguous relationship with another girl.
When I confronted him, he coldly replied, "I'm tired of it." He then blocked all my contact information, erasing me completely from his world.
This series of actions pierced my heart like a sharp knife, leaving me in unbearable pain.
At that time, I had just freed myself from a grueling Military Training Course and was sitting exhausted on the ground when I saw the news. In front of numerous instructors and classmates, I broke down in tears.
I could not accept the fact that he had betrayed me, nor could I understand why he treated me so ruthlessly. During that period, I fell into unprecedented pain and confusion. I began to doubt my worth and the meaning of my existence, even losing faith in life itself.
To escape the harsh blows of reality, I poured all my emotions into the internet, embarking on one tumultuous online romance after another: from a talented All-Round Talent to a passionate esports youth, from a deeply affectionate senior to a carefree Country Rascal...
I sought fleeting solace in these illusory relationships; each story felt like a skit—emotionally engaging yet shallow—much like a personal series of Otome Games.
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