Dreaming Him Close: A Gifted Love

My boyfriend went bankrupt and wants to break up with me. I don’t agree. He said, "Well, are you brave enough to get married to me?"

Do you believe in love at first sight? The moment I first met Mingyuan, I had that feeling. I cautiously accommodated him, maintaining his pride with my humility—warm yet hypocritical, like the fake flowers welcoming guests at a restaurant’s entrance. Until one day, I was utterly exhausted and chose to give up. I encountered another person during a time of chaos in my life. "So I showed up." To be honest, he awakened my desires. He saw through my games with words, understanding that I was greedy, selfish, and prone to avoidance, yet he still held my hand tightly, as he always did. I received a constant stream of messages from Mingyuan, but they no longer mattered to me. I should be someone with a strong capacity to endure and process my emotions. During the time I was Mingyuan's girlfriend, I tried my best to dissolve negative feelings within myself—without confiding or disturbing anyone. I once tried to act cute, hoping he would comfort me, thinking that just a few kind words would suffice. But he looked at me with great difficulty, saying, "I really don’t know how to comfort you. The ways of comforting girls are just tricks of scumbags; I don’t want to be like them." At that moment, I thought to myself that it was normal for a straight guy not to know how to comfort someone, and I could slowly teach him. The boy I liked would love me in his own way. The blindness of love made me completely overlook the obvious logical error in that statement. Until this moment. Last night, late at night around midnight, sharp pain in my lower abdomen jolted me awake from a rather unsettled sleep, shocking my nerves. Menstrual cramps. I was breaking into a cold sweat, curling up in bed in the hot summer, tightly closing my eyes, hoping that if I just held on, it would pass. The endless pain dulled my reason; this time, the intensity of the cramps seemed more severe than ever before. I struggled to get out of bed and, to avoid waking my roommate, stumbled around in the dark searching for ibuprofen. It should be fine now. I comforted myself with that thought. But the pain didn’t subside with the medication; in fact, I felt a churn in my stomach. In a hazy moment, I remembered the doctor's advice: it’s best not to take ibuprofen on an empty stomach and to take it half an hour before cramps start... The sound of me vomiting in the bathroom woke my roommate. She turned on the light, just as I was stepping out. She was startled by my state and nearly called for an ambulance, "Oh my God, your lips are so pale." She poured me a cup of hot water and waited with me until the pain slowly faded. When I woke up the next day, I momentarily felt as if I had been reborn. I hesitated for a long time, holding my phone, but I still wanted to tell Mingyuan about it. He was very busy with work and didn’t like being disturbed, so I didn’t dare call him and chose to send a message instead. I was really feeling a bit unwell, wanting some comfort, even just from Chatime. As dusk approached, he finally replied. "What should we do?" "Go to the hospital." When I saw the message, my emotions were somewhat flat. At that time, there were a thousand kilometers between us, and I knew that distance made care seem pale and powerless. As a modern, independent woman, I also shouldn’t be that fragile. But he, it seemed, had never cared. He had never comforted me or offered much consolation. All of this, I had never taught him. By sheer chance, I scrolled back through our chat history. The time had always...

That night at the graduation farewell dinner, he had his new girlfriend, the campus beauty, in his arms while everyone around was teasing him to introduce me, his childhood sweetheart, to someone. He glanced over at me sitting in the corner and said to his group of friends, "This silly big girl has a face that looks like someone owes her money. Who would want her?" I shrank back into the shadows, afraid that others would see the tears I was suppressing. An ugly girl doesn't have the right to cry; that was the first lesson I learned when I became his childhood sweetheart.

Here's the translation of your text into English: "My stepson's son and I secretly had a romantic relationship for a while. It ended in a particularly ugly way. Later, when he was drunk, he cornered me in the bathroom and said, 'I’m just someone who loves being tortured; we’re meant to torment each other until we grow old. What are you going to do about it?'"

Here's the translation into English: "Participating in a variety show, my partner is a popular male star. During the escape room segment, I pretended to be scared and dove into his arms seeking protection. He snorted coldly and pushed me away: 'What are you pretending to be a weak woman for? You usually watch horror movies while eating, right?' I continued to lean into his arms: 'We're this familiar already, you don’t have to act like you're not interested in women. Just hold me tight; this is my new character setting.' 'Ex-girlfriend,' he suddenly stopped resisting, tightening his grip around my waist, 'are you trying to flirt with me?'"

Here's the translated text in English: --- My best friend’s younger brother is such a cocky guy. The first time we met, I accidentally walked in on him getting out of the bath, and he just tossed a shirt over my head. My friend tried to ease the situation: “This is my sister's beautiful friend, isn’t she pretty?” He shot me a cold glance and said sharply, “Really ugly.” Hmph, just a cocky guy, right? I’ll show you, big sister can handle this! After a period of caring for him with all my heart and little details… I gave up. He remained as arrogant as ever, even refusing to call me “sister.” Just two days after I gave up, he sent me a message for the first time— Cocky guy: Is this a case of pursuing by pretending to let go? Cocky guy: Sister. 1 I went to my friend’s house to drop off something and unexpectedly bumped into a handsome guy just getting out of the bath. He was tall and had long legs, with visible muscles, and the little fabric he had was barely covering essential parts. Before I could take a good look, I was covered by a shirt. My view was blocked, and only then did I realize what happened, unable to help but scream. My friend came out upon hearing the commotion. I pointed at the handsome guy, now wrapped in a towel: “Who is that?” My friend: “My brother.” Me: ?? Wait a minute, I remembered her brother as a short, dark kid! My friend turned to the handsome guy, trying to ease the awkwardness: “This is my sister’s beautiful friend, isn’t she pretty?” He coldly looked at me: “Really ugly.” After saying that, he turned and went inside. Me: … Wow, turns out he’s a cocky guy! Me: “How old is he?” My friend looked apologetic: “My brother… is twenty, and he went through his rebellious phase pretty late.” I stared at my friend and squinted: “As long as he’s of age.” My friend had a knowing smile and immediately sent me her brother's WhatsApp: “Help me put him in his place.” 2 The cocky guy's name is Mu Wang, he’s in his junior year at T University, and apparently, he’s quite a prominent figure at school. Indeed, he has the qualifications to be a cocky guy. I became even more interested and started “friendly” exchanges with Mu Wang on WhatsApp. Me: “Brother, wanna grab a meal together sometime?” Mu Wang: “Who are you?” Me: “Your sister’s friend, the one who bumped into you while you were getting out of the bath.” He didn’t respond for a long time. Me: “?!” !!?? That little brat deleted me? I quickly found my friend: “Your brother deleted me, hurry up and make him add me back!” My friend: “He doesn’t listen to me; you’ll have to talk to him yourself.” Me: “How can I talk to him when he’s deleted me?” My friend: “Do you play League of Legends? He’s playing ranked with his classmates tonight; I’ll give you my account.” Waaah, my good friend, I’m so grateful for you. That night, when I was on the mic in the game team and heard a voice that wasn’t my friend’s, Mu Wang’s classmate was surprised. “It’s not Mu Wang's sister, huh?” a soft-voiced boy asked, “Who are you, sister?” I softened my tone: “I’m Mu Wang’s sister’s friend…” “Oh, oh, can you support, sister?” “I can.” “Then just lay back; we’ll carry you.” I cried; what a treasure of a brother! Mu Wang is like nothing compared to this! I need to change my target! Then Mu Wang played as marksman, and I, as support, had to stick with him. Mu Wang: “Support, go check the bush.” I happily went over. Then I got gang-beaten by a bunch of big guys hiding in the bush and died. Mu Wang: “Support, don’t throw.” Me: ? Weren’t you the one who told me to check the bush? After that, similar incidents happened many times, and I seriously suspected that Mu Wang was trying to mess with me. --- Feel free to ask if you need anything else!

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