Bizarre things that happen in shared apartments

Bizarre Stories from Shared Apartments
I arrived in Beijing in 2004. Back then, shared apartments weren't very common, and I lived alone for a long time. After 2007, housing prices started to rise, and I joined the ranks of those sharing apartments!
Many people asked me about the first thing I talked about yesterday, which I didn't understand, so I'm rewriting it. It was my first time sharing an apartment. I was sharing with three other people in Xizhimen. Next to me was a couple; the man was almost 40, and the woman was only 20. One night, I heard a vomiting sound, like "waaaaaaaa." I thought the woman had drunk too much. The next day, when I met the man, I said, "Your wife must have drunk a lot last night; she was vomiting in the middle of the night!" The man didn't explain and just laughed. The next day, I heard that sound again, even more violently than the first day. The next day, when I met him again, I couldn't help but ask, "Why does your wife vomit every day?" "Don't drink so much," the man said, then told me, in great distress, that his wife wasn't vomiting, but making moaning noises during sex. He said he would make her change her moaning. Later, I got to know his wife better, and she told me that her husband was a pervert and often penetrated her anus, which was why she was moaning so painfully. What a couple with such perverse tastes!
I also had another shocking experience. In 2008, I lived opposite the Fengtai Sports Center. The apartment was a duplex built by the military, housing seven families. Downstairs, near the entrance, was a small, windowless room partitioned off by a real estate agent. A pretty girl lived there; she worked as a nurse at a children's hospital. Her boyfriend would occasionally stay for a day, and the ground would shake violently the night he was there. The girl was usually very demure, but her moaning was incredibly wild, more disturbing than anything in porn. Three of the seven families were couples; after they finished moaning, the other two couples would start moaning too, and then they would take turns going to the bathroom to shower. Because of that... The girl's room was small, and they were very active, which might have caused oxygen deprivation. They had to leave the door open, and that's when I witnessed the shocking scene. One morning, I went for a run, around 6 a.m., and when I went to open the door, I found it open. I casually peeked inside and saw them naked, embracing and fast asleep. (Details omitted). I quickly opened the door and left, slamming it shut behind me. When I returned from my run, they had already closed the door. That girl was truly bizarre. The next day, her boyfriend didn't come. I met her in the kitchen, and she actually asked if I had gone out early that morning. I said yes. She asked if I had seen anything. I said the light wasn't on, so I couldn't see clearly. She actually said, "Do you want to see more clearly?!" I told her my girlfriend was coming in a few days. Every corner of Beijing is full of all sorts of oddballs. My girlfriend screamed loudly on her first night in Beijing. Damn, Beijing is a place that can turn people into oddballs!
There are many unbearable and unforgettable scenes in shared apartments. I remember when I worked in Zhongguancun, I lived in the Songyuli community near the east gate of Renmin University. There were three other families sharing an apartment, two of whom were couples, both white-collar workers in leading IT companies in China. Their behavior left me speechless. I always thought white-collar workers were highly cultured, but I was wrong... Let me expose one couple who were incredibly unhygienic. They even had a dog. The woman was truly bizarre. She had a plastic bag hanging in the bathroom, which I hadn't paid much attention to, assuming it was her personal toiletries. One day, I came home and was immediately shocked. The living room was covered in women's stockings and underwear. My first thought was that it was a rape scene. I didn't dare go inside for fear of disturbing the crime scene, so I quickly turned on the lights and carefully observed, preparing to call the police. Suddenly, I realized it wasn't just one pair of underwear, but countless pairs, along with numerous black stockings and flesh-colored stockings. Had some Japanese filming porn come to our area? Just as I was debating whether to go inside or not, their little teddy bear came out with a pair of underwear hanging down. It was overjoyed to see me. I was instantly devastated. Had the teddy bear raped the woman? I shouted, "You beast, what are you doing?" The teddy bear immediately ran into the bathroom, and I chased after it. It turned out that their dog had chewed up the plastic bag the woman had hung up, and the living room was covered in underwear and stockings from that bag. I was completely at a loss. What should I do? Underwear and black stockings were scattered all over the floor and sofa. To avoid embarrassment, I quietly walked away, pretending not to see them. I watched a movie before going home. When I got home, I saw the woman; she acted very naturally. I went into the bathroom and saw the plastic bag was gone, and the washing machine was running. The next day when I went to work, I saw underwear and black stockings hanging all over the windowsill. It seems that being a white-collar worker is really too busy; there's no time to even wash underwear and stockings. They accumulated more than ten pairs of underwear and more than ten pairs of socks before washing them all at once. It's truly a situation that makes me both laugh and cry!
No one reads unless I reveal something shocking. Why do so many people follow my posts when I share them on other people's posts? I guess I have to reveal something shocking! In 2007, I lived in Chenguang Jiayuan near the Farmers' Daily office. My girlfriend and I were planning to rent a one-bedroom apartment, but her best friend insisted on living with us. So we ended up finding a two-bedroom apartment, which was quite nice. Her friend had just started working in Beijing and didn't have much money, so she asked us to cover the deposit. We agreed that she would pay us back after expenses, and she would give me 1000 yuan back after that, leaving 1000 yuan short. She said she would pay us back next month, so I didn't think much of it. Not long after, this girl lost her job, but she wasn't in a hurry to find work. She went to nightclubs every night. Girls who are pretty never starve; her phone would ring incessantly around mealtimes, all from people asking her out. At that time, my job wasn't too busy, but my girlfriend was a nurse and often worked shifts. Soon it was next month, and I asked my girlfriend to urge her friend to pay her back. Her friend said she would start work soon and pay back the money as soon as she started working. What kind of job would she start paying back the money as soon as she started working? I felt awkward saying anything else. One night, my girlfriend was on night shift, and I was in the living room after dinner... I was watching TV when she came back around 8 pm. I casually mentioned that I needed some money and asked her to think of a way to help. She said she understood and went into her room. A little while later, she wrapped herself in a towel and went to take a shower. We usually shower before bed, so I didn't think much of it and assumed she was going to sleep. But the tragedy was just beginning. After her shower, she sat next to me in a towel, watching TV and chatting with me. I'm not a god, and I couldn't help but look her up and down. I felt the air getting warmer, and I tried to control myself. But then, my girlfriend's best friend stood up and went back to her room. I breathed a sigh of relief; I realized I had been overthinking it. I quickly went to the bathroom and came back to watch TV. Suddenly, my girlfriend's best friend yelled from her room that there were cockroaches. I calmly opened her door, ready to kill the cockroaches. When I opened the door, I was stunned. She was lying naked on the bed, laughing, saying she was just teasing me. I stood there awkwardly for five seconds, not knowing what to do. She asked me, "Brother, do you think I have big breasts?" Oh my god, my nose started bleeding! My first thought was that this bitch wanted to pay off her mortgage with her body. I tried my best to control myself, control, control, control...
Then I went on to tell you that my girlfriend's best friend seduced me, and I couldn't resist. That night we did it three times. I was exhausted, both physically and mentally, but we were completely united, experiencing multiple orgasms. The only downside was that I lost my 1000 (presumably a typo, should be 1000). I got up very early the next morning to open the window. My girlfriend is a nurse and has a very sensitive nose; I was afraid she'd smell the smell of sex. Actually, I was also feeling guilty. That woman was still fast asleep. I tidied up the house and left! Little did I know my miserable life had only just begun. When I got home that evening, my partner and her best friend were both there. I greeted them as usual, and seeing nothing amiss, I felt a bit relieved. They were cooking in the kitchen. Because of what I had done to these two women, I rushed into the kitchen and pushed them out. After I finished cooking, I asked them to serve the food. My partner's best friend came in and rubbed her large breasts against me. My face immediately turned red, and I quickly left. After dinner, I washed the dishes. My partner even praised me for becoming a better man, but I felt terrible. Even though we're not married, I still feel incredibly guilty! I don't know how I'll be able to face two women I've had sex with every day from now on, especially since my partner's best friend is a bit of a pervert. Like this post if you want to read more; I'll continue to expose her.
Let me dig a little deeper, since there are still over 30 people eagerly waiting to see. My miserable life has begun. Being caught between two women gives me a strange sense of accomplishment, but it also makes me incredibly oblivious, constantly afraid that this secret will be exposed. I'm always careful with my words, afraid that I might accidentally say something that my boyfriend definitely hasn't noticed. But my boyfriend's best friend, Jiao Jiao, is getting bolder and bolder. Jiao Jiao sexually harasses me at all times and in all places. Ever since we had sex, she hasn't looked for a job. When my boyfriend works the day shift, she goes to nightclubs to pick up handsome guys, often coming back late at night. When my boyfriend works the night shift, she'll have sex with me at home, bombarding me with her advances, haha. Let me tell you what you've all been wanting to know. One day, my boyfriend worked the day shift and came home. Jiao Jiao was on her period and didn't go out, but her phone kept ringing. Eventually, she turned it off. After dinner, we sat on the sofa in the living room watching TV, and I sat between them. My girlfriend usually falls asleep after watching TV for a while after dinner, then comes back inside. She's probably tired from work. This day was no exception; she drifted off to sleep quickly. I grabbed a thin blanket and covered her with it – that blanket saved me! After watching TV for a bit, Jiaojiao, seeing how soundly my girlfriend was sleeping, tried to entice me with her foot, hugging and kissing me. I said no, but she said it was okay, my girlfriend is a heavy sleeper. I was still a little worried; what if we got caught? Suddenly, I remembered Jiaojiao was on her period. I quickly asked her, "Aren't you on your period?" She said she almost forgot. Everyone, look at this woman's libido – she can forget her menstrual cycle! What a slut! Just as I was starting to relax, Jiaojiao suddenly pulled down my pants and took out my penis, using her mouth… I tried to push her away, afraid of waking her, but Jiaojiao's movements weren't very strong, so I could only let her do as she pleased. It was both stimulating and pleasurable! A few moments later, the "ten thousand offspring" finally emerged. Just as Jiao Jiao was about to go to the bathroom to vomit, my partner stirred slightly. My heart jumped into my throat. I quickly pulled up my pants and covered my still-erect penis with the blanket. Jiao Jiao didn't dare move, sitting stiffly on the sofa. Five seconds later, my partner woke up, got up, glanced at us, and asked what time it was. I said the same time as yesterday, and she went to the bathroom. I hurriedly asked Jiao Jiao if it was still in her mouth. Jiao Jiao hugged me and insisted on kissing me, also wanting to vomit into my mouth. I quickly stood up to run away, but Jiao Jiao immediately said she had already swallowed it, that it was her first time eating something like this, and that she felt like throwing up! I was shocked again. My girlfriend in the bathroom had never performed oral sex on me, but this woman in front of me had eaten my "ten thousand offspring." Confusion and confusion flooded my mind. Sometimes I really wonder which of the two women truly loves me. Who do I really love? Will the three of us become a family? Will the two of them get along peacefully? Just then, my girlfriend came out of the bathroom and yelled at me to wash up and go to bed. I looked at Jiao Jiao helplessly; she was glaring at me with a resentful look, her eyes practically killing me, making me unable to look her in the eye. I sheepishly went to wash my little brother and went back to my room! Humans are contradictory beings. I don't know why I acted this way, and Jiao Jiao didn't know why either. We, the drifters in Beijing, can only love, hate, sleep, and stay awake like this...
It wasn't until noon today that I realized this post was going to go viral! Thank you everyone for your replies; please upvote if you want to see more! Actually, this twisted relationship of mine was nearing its end, but the ending far exceeded your wildest imaginations. Through this relationship, I completely understood that in the world of relationships for those drifting in Beijing, if you believe in love, go eat spicy hot pot with the person you love on the street—five cents a skewer, I don't know how much it costs now! If you believe in reality, you might be lying in the arms of people of different ages and genders, using every trick in the book to fight for the result you want!
Let's get down to business. Jiaojiao, as usual, was out clubbing. I even went with her once, to a high-speed disco near the roundabout. As I expected, on the day the room bill came, Jiaojiao told me she wasn't working and asked me to pay for it first. She had meticulously recorded every penny I gave her in her phone's notepad, saying she'd pay me back in full later. I told her it wasn't necessary, and casually tossed her another 1000 yuan, telling her to save money and find a job quickly. She said work and clubbing could coexist, there was no conflict! She suddenly nodded, as if she'd just had a revelation. My birthday is in a few days, and my girlfriend seems to have completely forgotten. The hospital where she works is holding exams, and the top scorers get a contract—basically a contract worker position with social insurance and housing fund benefits. Many people working in Beijing are vying for these spots. Those with good scores also need to be selected by a chief physician. She's very busy; every day when she gets home, she's either studying or doing practice questions on the computer. It's better she doesn't remember; anyway, I'll be celebrating myself, so it's a relief! On my birthday, Jiaojiao fulfilled her wish and gave me a birthday experience I'll never forget. The day before my birthday, my boyfriend was on the day shift, and I had nothing to do, so I went home at noon, changed my clothes, and went straight to Jiaojiao's room. She wasn't up yet; she likes to sleep naked. When she saw me come in, she immediately shouted, "The rapist is back!" I took the opportunity to slip into her bed, and we had another round of physical and emotional union, another series of climaxes. After things calmed down, Jiaojiao leaned against me and suddenly asked, "How are you going to spend your birthday tomorrow?" I said, "I haven't thought about it yet; my boyfriend works the night shift!" Jiaojiao was very happy and said, "Then come with me!" I didn't have any plans. Even if she hadn't said anything, I knew I would have gone with her tomorrow anyway—maybe we'd go out for something nice, and then go home and continue our passionate lovemaking! As we talked, it was time for our second time. Jiaojiao suddenly pushed me away and mysteriously told me to save my energy for tomorrow! Then she started massaging me, and soon I drifted off to sleep! The next day I was extremely busy at work. I had dinner with a major client that evening and called Jiaojiao to come along, but she said she couldn't; she was having dinner with friends and asked me to call her afterward. She said she and a close friend had already made preparations for my birthday! I finished dinner around 8 pm, saw off the client, my boss, and my boss's mistress, and then quickly called Jiaojiao. She told me to go directly to Baby at the south gate of the Workers' Stadium. When I arrived, I looked for a parking spot, but I was surprised to find that this disco was very high-end. There were empty parking spaces at the entrance, but they wouldn't let me park there, saying it was for VIPs. Looking around, I saw that all the cars parked there were luxury cars, the cheapest being a Mercedes-Benz Jeep. They were clearly looking down on my Audi A6. Frustrated, I turned around and parked across the street. Inside the disco, I found Jiao Jiao, who introduced me to her girlfriend, Qi Qi, a girl from Guangdong with a bob haircut. She was very generous, wishing me a happy birthday and giving me a kiss on the cheek. Since I was driving, I didn't drink. The two of them drank and danced for a while. Not used to the atmosphere of nightclubs, I just watched the fun and looked at the girls. They were regulars here, always surrounded by a group of men. Around midnight, they swayed and staggered over to me, saying they were done having fun and wanted to go home. My head was already spinning from the blaring music, so I quickly got up and left. Thankfully, they were just drunk and not completely passed out. Once in the car, I asked Qi Qi, "Where do you live? I'll take you home first!" Jiaojiao hurriedly suggested that Qiqi stay at our house today, and I thought that was fine, since we have two rooms anyway! So I drove straight home. As soon as we entered the house, Jiaojiao found a bath towel for Qiqi and told her to take a shower. I went back to my room to change, and Jiaojiao hugged me from behind with deep affection and said, "Darling, do you know what birthday present I'm giving you today?" I said it didn't matter, I was happy just to have you with me. Jiaojiao said the nightlife was just beginning, and tonight she would let me experience a threesome again and again. I really thought she was joking, and I laughed and said, "Don't I have a threesome every day?" Jiaojiao said to me with a very disdainful accent, "A threesome is done at the same time, not stealing!" I was speechless. I ignored her and waited until she was a little drunk. At this time, Qiqi had finished showering and came out wearing my familiar Jiaojiao-brand bath towel, asking Jiaojiao which room we should sleep in. I thought she wanted to sleep with Jiaojiao, but Jiaojiao said this room was fine, because my bed was bigger than hers. I didn't say anything about having a guest; it was only natural! I agreed, grabbed my things, and went in to shower. Jiaojiao insisted on scrubbing my back, and I couldn't resist her, so we showered together—it wasn't the first time. While showering, I tried to penetrate Jiaojiao, and she slapped me hard, yelling, "What's the rush?" I knew Jiaojiao wouldn't let me off the hook tonight, but I didn't expect there was someone else who wasn't going to let me off either. After showering, I went to Jiaojiao's room to wait for her, but she pushed me into Qiqi's room. I was only wearing a towel. Qiqi was already under the covers playing on her phone. Jiaojiao pushed me to the bedside and told me to get in. I hurriedly said, "You two should rest early!" But without saying a word, Jiaojiao squeezed me between her and Qiqi. I was completely numb, not knowing what to do. I could feel that Qiqi, whom I had just met, was also naked. The bed was big, but it was a bit cramped for three people. At this moment, Qiqi broke the awkward atmosphere, smiling and saying, "Isn't today your birthday?" Jiaojiao and I are best friends. You've been so good to her, so we're here to give you an unforgettable birthday celebration. Don't be nervous! I said I'd already found it hard to forget! Jiaojiao, grinning, said, "Don't pretend to be serious!" I wasn't pretending; I was genuinely nervous. It was the first time in my life I'd been sandwiched between two girls—it was truly embarrassing! I told them, "Let's go to sleep! I have to go to work tomorrow!" Unexpectedly, they both burst into laughter! Qiqi sat up abruptly, and sure enough, she was completely naked. She called me a hypocrite, while Jiaojiao called me a rapist. I was mortified and covered my face with the blanket. They weren't in a hurry and just chatted. Gradually, we got to know each other better, and I started talking to them too. The conversation eventually turned to sex. I looked at the clock; it was almost 2 a.m. Qiqi said, "If we don't do it now, it'll be dawn!" This ignited our burning desire, but I was still conflicted about what to do, who to do it with first, and whether I'd neglected anyone. This Qiqi is very experienced. She suggested that Jiaojiao and I play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever wins goes first. I was so annoyed! Luckily, Jiaojiao didn't agree. She directly suggested that we both go first. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have transformed into demons, and I was the monk. Qiqi said it was my birthday and she would blow out the candles for me first. She pulled back the covers and started sucking my penis. After a while, Jiaojiao also wanted to blow out the candles for me, and then it really started. Qiqi is short, which is my type. Qiqi did it with me for a while, and I was afraid of neglecting Jiaojiao, so I started to do it with Jiaojiao. Our threesome lasted until 6 o'clock, and it didn't end until it was bright daylight. Throughout the process, I was afraid of neglecting Jiaojiao and often wanted to do it with her, but she tried her best to push me to Qiqi, saying that we would have many more opportunities in the future. Qiqi was also like an insatiable baby. Once she hugged me, she didn't want to let go. But Jiaojiao insisted that I ejaculate inside her. Maybe she wanted to protect her friend, or maybe she felt that she was my real woman! The process was incredibly exciting, but I can't be too explicit for fear of getting my post banned. I hope you'll fantasize about it yourselves after reading! Life is full of sparks, everyone experiences them. With gain comes loss. When my lust is satisfied, I wonder what my partner is doing at that moment. That's the end of the erotic part of this unforgettable experience. I won't describe the lovemaking aspect of men and women any further. If anyone wants to continue fantasizing, go watch porn! I often see lines in movies like, "The result isn't important, the process is." But without a result, there's no beginning. Every story must have an ending. My experience was certainly exciting, but the ending was even more frustrating for me! The finale is
almost here, and I want you to guess what my ending will be? I just
finished hoping to see your fantasies. Seeing everyone's replies, I can't continue. Maybe I wrote in a hurry and some details caused misunderstandings. Let me clarify a few points:
First, I'm not a writer on Tianya; I'm not capable enough! I started this thread because in my previous post, "My Neighbors' Couple Always Having Sex, Can I Sue Them for Disturbing the Peace?", I replied to a post about encountering two weirdos. I didn't expect so many replies—about a third of the original replies. Since people seem interested in this kind of thing, I started this thread. Later, I started revealing my own twisted relationship experiences because no one had upvoted my previous posts, forcing me to expose myself! I regret it now...
Secondly, I saw that 50% of the replies believed my experiences were true, thank you. Another 30% were treating it like pornography; I suggest you go watch porn! And 20% are mentally ill. I posted this in the Beijing section for those who have migrated to Beijing for work, because I've been through it and can understand. If you haven't experienced being a migrant worker in Beijing, I suggest you go away! I haven't replied to anyone because there's no need. I'm updating for those who are waiting!
Thirdly, I want to reiterate that I'm not making up a story. If I made up a story about getting hit by a car, such a story would happen in Beijing every day, only you wouldn't be the protagonist. Some people win millions or tens of millions in the lottery, while you've only ever won five yuan. Does that mean it's fake? Actually, my experience is very simple. My girlfriend, her best friend, and I shared a two-bedroom apartment. Her best friend had just arrived in Beijing and wasn't doing well. I helped her when she was in trouble. I asked her why she had a relationship with me. She said she saw how happy my girlfriend and I were, and she was lonely and friendless in Beijing. She didn't dare to just find any man, so she chose me. She felt it was more exciting and fulfilling to steal my girlfriend because she wasn't as good as my girlfriend in any way. I advise everyone to be wary of your best friend! As for that unforgettable threesome, it was a common phenomenon in Beijing nightclubs at the time. Jiaojiao couldn't find a job and went to nightclubs every day, which gradually changed her. What person goes to a nightclub if not to pick up girls and seek excitement? There are many such one-night stands and gay gathering places in Beijing. What's so strange about that? My friend and his friend went to a disco and were taken back to their place by three girls who then slept with them. That's normal. Even a school principal in Wanning, Hainan, took four elementary school girls to a hotel. Compared to that, what's the big deal? These kinds of things happen in disco every day, it's just a matter of luck! I already mentioned that my monthly salary was 6000 yuan, which was pretty good in Beijing in 2007. My job was driving for a private boss; his Audi A6 was his car. He drank a lot, so the car was usually in my possession. You might ask why a driver's salary is so high. When I was in the army, I drove for a leader, and before I was discharged, my boss took a liking to me. And some people ask why Audis aren't allowed to park outside discos. Go to Baby Face near the south gate of the Workers' Stadium and see for yourself. The first two rows of parking spaces are all for luxury cars. What kind of status do they have? You often see celebrities inside. Do you think this is a third-tier city? If there were a row of Jettas, Santanas, and Passats parked outside, would celebrities dare to go in? And some people lament that they missed two opportunities to take advantage of the situation. Dude, are you even thinking with your balls? Does this mean just anyone can sleep with her? She already has a boyfriend. Haven't you heard of affairs leading to murder? Those who understand should get it, and for those who don't, I'm too lazy to explain further. Goodbye!
Thirdly, I personally consider myself a complete loser in Beijing. After reading the replies, I feel like most of them are also losers. I'm not writing this to promote love triangles or encourage threesomes; I just want to share the little things about life in Beijing. Do you think it would go viral if I wrote about my job? I know many people who have migrated to Beijing for work, and four-fifths of the people in my company are from Beijing. Like you, we've all worked as restaurant servers, security guards, water deliverymen, real estate agents, and in general clerical jobs. Some even set up stalls near subway stations in their spare time to earn extra money, while others have busked through the subway with guitars. They've been scammed by agents, cheated by bosses, chased away by city management officials, laughed at by Beijingers, cursed at by drunkards on overpasses, mocked by landlords for late rent payments, and dumped by girlfriends. We all slowly made our way from dark, cold basements to shared apartments. Have you ever had a 100-square-meter apartment divided into seven rooms by a shady agent? Have you ever had the pungent smell in the bathroom? Have you ever heard your neighbor masturbating while you were having sex? Have you ever seen your eggs stolen from the fridge? Have you ever had your internet speed affected by your neighbor downloading porn, making it impossible to even use QQ? Why the hell are we wasting our youth in this damn place? Who tricked us into coming here? The answer is actually in our hearts. Every night when we look up at the sky, even if there's just one small star in the pitch-black night, we think that star is us. We hysterically yell at the sky, "If I don't make it in this life, I'm not going back!" But the one deceiving us is ourselves. Good luck to all you Beijing drifters!
The ending of my bizarre experience is incredibly melodramatic. I don't have time today, I'll start digging tomorrow!
I didn't want to continue, but Uncle Ya put me in the recommendations, so I can't let him down! The reason I didn't want to continue is simple: some of the replies from the mentally unstable people made me realize how terrifying this group of losers really is! There are two kinds of losers: one is the positive and ambitious loser, constantly striving and fighting for their dreams and hopes; the other is the loser who feels hopeless and feels unbalanced when they see someone better than them. If you have the energy to feel unbalanced, why not set up a stall at the subway entrance and earn some living expenses! We're all losers. We've all harbored envy, jealousy, and resentment, facing emptiness, loneliness, and coldness alone. We've all lay in bed countless times dreaming about what we'd do first if we had money. We've all walked the streets and kept turning our heads when we saw pretty girls. No matter where you are now, what you're doing, or whether you're satisfied with your current life, you must maintain a positive and optimistic attitude to complete your loser life. Only then will you possibly encounter spring, and only then will God arrange an opportunity for you to turn your life around! If you think I'm making this up, you don't need to reply; it'll spoil my mood for continuing!
There's only one reason for happiness, but a million reasons for unhappiness. The ending of this experience made me completely understand that in the world of relationships for those who drift in Beijing, there is no forever, only fleeting sparks. Right now, you probably think I'm wrong because the girl in your arms has lived with you in a basement for a year. That's because she's never lived in a high-rise building, because no one has used material things to seduce her. If even 50% of the girls in Beijing drifters leave you, that's the reality of relationships for those who drift in Beijing. So, losers, hurry up and fight! Fight for your woman!
Let's get down to business. What Jiaojiao did for me on my birthday made me realize she didn't love me, but she treated me better than a lover. She put my happiness first, and even though she didn't have much money, she would try her best to make me happy. That day, I got up early and went to work first, without even having time to say goodbye to Qiqi. Jiaojiao often asked me, intentionally or unintentionally, if I missed Qiqi. I said I didn't, that having my boyfriend and her was enough. Actually, Qiqi was the one I liked. She's from Guangdong, gentle, and petite. I also like girls with short hair. But we were just looking for a one-night stand, so why take it so seriously? In Beijing, you have to be serious about everything. Let this one-night stand go with the flow!
The ending was tragic. The ending between me and my boyfriend, the ending between me and Jiaojiao... Just when I thought it was over, fate arranged for the four of us—my boyfriend, Jiaojiao, and Qiqi—to meet one last time, which brought this relationship to a close!
Jiaojiao was inspired by what I said that day. I told her to find a job; going to nightclubs and having a job can coexist, they're not contradictory! She suddenly understood, and in less than a week she found a job at a disco, working as a "hostess," which means serving customers in private rooms. There's no salary, only tips. It's a disco called "Highway" near the roundabout! We saw each other much less often. If I got home early from get off work, I could see her putting on makeup. I felt disgusted just looking at her long false eyelashes. She usually didn't get off work until late at night; sometimes she went home, sometimes I didn't know where she went! One afternoon, I went home because I had nothing to do. No one was home, but Jiaojiao came back soon after. She'd gone on a big shopping spree and bought a lot of things. When she saw me, she playfully hugged me and asked me to guess what she'd bought. I said, "What could a nouveau riche buy? Just a few swimsuits, bras, and shorts, right?" She immediately went into her room, fussed around for a while, and came out wearing her new super short outfit, asking me if it looked good. Without looking up, I said it looked good. She playfully lifted my head, insisting I look. After I looked, I still said it looked good. She went back into her room to fuss, and when she came out again, she was wearing her new bra and shorts. I looked up and said, "This must be expensive! Did you steal a customer?" This made her laugh so hard she ran around the room like a madwoman! Making money at the disco is easy; she'd only been working there for a week. Suddenly, she hugged me and asked, "Do you want to know what I bought you?" I said, "Condoms, I guess?" She said, "We don't need those!" After saying that, she went inside and brought me a paper bag. I opened it and saw a CK short-sleeved shirt and two pairs of CK shorts. They were new and quite nice. These three items would cost at least 800 yuan. I said, "Why did you buy these? They're so expensive. Even if you have money, don't forget the days when you didn't. I'll pay you however much you owe me!" Jiaojiao quickly covered my mouth and told me very seriously, "Darling, when I spend money on you, it's like you spend money on me. I always feel like I haven't spent enough!" It turned out that she bought a new phone today, and when she was taking the SIM card out of her old phone, she found the 100 yuan I had hidden in the phone case. She said she cried her eyes out in the phone store and only left after the salesperson was stunned by her crying! I told her that she didn't need to buy me anything anymore. We both understood each other's feelings, and that was enough. Jiaojiao told me that she would pay me back all the money she owed me, plus the interest, in a week. I said no need, just send some money home! Jiaojiao insisted I change into shorts for her. As soon as I entered her room, she clung to me tightly. This time, she truly let loose during sex. Perhaps because I'd always been financially supportive of her, she was considerate of my feelings, but this time she had no such reservations and became even more frenzied, desperately yelling for the rapist to rape me. I was completely stunned. Women with money are truly terrifying! After we finished and showered, I changed into the underwear she'd bought me. She was putting on makeup. I didn't want to talk to her, but I couldn't help but remind her a few things: don't deprive yourself too much for money, don't waste your earnings, send more home… She smiled bitterly and said, "I'm very happy now. This is the life I wanted in Beijing!" From then on, I never asked about her again. Because she worked every night, we saw each other less and less. I returned to my world with my boyfriend. Then I realized that our world had undergone a dramatic change, a change so sudden that I hadn't expected it at all!
My girlfriend still works her usual day and night shift, and when she gets home she studies for her hospital exam. But I noticed she often falls asleep after studying for a while, and later she stopped studying altogether and went straight to bed after dinner. Her germaphobia wasn't as severe as before, and her appetite had increased. At first, I thought she was just overworked and didn't pay much attention, telling her to rest and not overwork herself. One day at work, I saw a female colleague telling others she was pregnant, also newly pregnant, feeling extremely tired, eating a lot, and unwilling to do anything. I immediately thought of my girlfriend, but she's a nurse, she should know these symptoms indicate pregnancy, and we always use condoms! Her period was due soon, so I observed her discreetly. Sure enough, her period was late. We both had the day off, and I got up early to make breakfast and call her to eat. Before she even ate, she suddenly felt nauseous. I felt I should confront her; dragging it out wasn't good for anyone. I directly asked her if she might be pregnant. My girlfriend panicked and said, "How could I be?" I suggested I buy a pregnancy test to try it out. If it wasn't positive, great; if it was, we could discuss what to do. My boyfriend quickly said no, but I didn't listen. I grabbed my coat and went out. I bought a test at the pharmacy across the street, but then went back and bought another one. When I got home, I saw her sitting blankly on the sofa, looking dazed. My heart ached, but I pretended to care. I went over and hugged her, touched her forehead, and seeing she didn't have a fever, suggested we go to the bathroom to take a test. She looked helplessly at the test in my hand and slowly walked into the bathroom. I wanted to go with her, but she said she had to do it herself! I leaned against the bathroom wall, holding another test strip. Because I had participated in a local police raid on entertainment venues during my military service, I knew some women would try to pass off the test strip without actually putting it in their urine. Reality forced me to imagine her as one of our targets—what a pathetic scene! A moment later, she opened the door, told me everything was fine, and handed me the test strip. I didn't even look at it; I glanced at the toilet seat and saw urine inside. I told her, "Thank goodness you're not pregnant. You made me worry for so long." I bought a pregnancy test strip, and as soon as I finished speaking, I threw it into the toilet. Unexpectedly, she suddenly rushed to the toilet like a madwoman, slamming the lid shut and repeatedly pressing the flush button. I stood there calmly watching her every move, my heart filled with mixed emotions. The water gushed from the toilet, washing away not just the pregnancy test, but our year-long relationship, washing away every little detail of our life together in Beijing. She slumped onto the toilet seat, burying her face in her hands and sobbing. I calmed myself for a minute, then gently said to her, "Silly girl, why are you crying about being pregnant? This is a good thing, we should be happy. Although it was a little surreal that I got pregnant. Honey, do you think Jiaojiao played a prank and deliberately tore our condoms?" She cried even harder. I knelt down, lifted her head, looked into her eyes, and told her, word by word, "Don't cry. I've decided to keep this child. If you're sure it's mine, then feel free to give birth. I can support you both. I really want a child too!" I spoke in a very gentle tone, but my eyes betrayed me. My small, single-eyelid eyes were practically spitting fire. She cried even harder when she heard what I said. We couldn't communicate at all. I picked her up and put her on the bed in the bedroom, poured her a glass of water, then closed the door, turned on the TV, and curled up on the sofa, wondering what to do. I don't know why I didn't feel much anger, but rather a sense of relief and guilt. I felt relieved because I could finally let go of the burden of feeling indebted to Jiaojiao because of our relationship, since we were even now. I felt guilty because I knew her very well; she was definitely not a casual person. Her social circle was very small; she had no other friends besides Jiaojiao and me. Her phone almost never rang, except when her parents called or when there was work-related business. Moreover, she was very good to me. She didn't have a permanent position and only earned 1500 yuan a month, but she would always think of buying me something every month. When I took her shopping, she never wanted anything, but she was willing to spend money on me. Every time we went shopping, she would buy me something first, and then buy something cheaper for herself. She never used cosmetics; her only hobby was cross-stitch. The "Harmony Brings Prosperity" calligraphy hanging on the wall was something she spent two months stitching herself. What made her become like this? She definitely wasn't being bullied. If she were, she would have told me immediately. She believes I'm absolutely capable of protecting her. If she fell in love with someone else, she would break up with me first before being with anyone else. I sat quietly for an hour. The TV was showing "Bright Sword," and it was showing the scene where Li Yunlong's wife was standing at the entrance of the county town with a Japanese soldier holding a knife to her neck, shouting at Li Yunlong, "Li Yunlong, fire the cannon! Don't make me look down on you!" I was also a soldier and really liked this TV series. I knew I had to face a similar situation now. I got up and went into the bedroom. I saw her packing her things; her suitcase was almost full. She was full. When she saw me come in, she didn't cry, but tears kept flowing. I'd seen many scenes like this when I was discharged from the army. Crying out loud could be for many reasons, and once you've vented, you're done. But this silent crying is like your heart is bleeding; it's the most harmful thing to do. Because you have to hide and control yourself from making a sound, yet you can't stop the tears from flowing, it's like your heart is bleeding. Her tears were pouring down, soaking her clothes. I felt so sorry for her that I hugged her and wiped away her tears, gently telling her not to cry. She hugged me and bit my shoulder hard. I didn't say anything. This went on for about a minute. Then she wiped away her tears and started talking to me!
She said, "Why didn't you ask whose baby it was?"
Me: Whose it is doesn't matter, what matters isn't mine. I don't care if it's not mine!
Her: Are you even a man? Your partner did something like this and you're acting like nothing happened!
Me: What do you want me to do? Beat you half to death? Then tell your parents? Is that necessary? We're not married, we don't have children, we're both free. You have the right to choose what to do, and I have my own way of handling things!
Her: Don't you want to know why I'm like this?
Me: I want to know, but you're not my personal possession. I have no right to interrogate you. If you want an answer, just say it. Actually, I already know the answer!
Her: Let me tell you, our unit had 5 contract positions, and more than 10 people were competing for them, including people from Beijing. I passed the exam, but I wasn't confident about getting the chief physician position. One day I was on duty, and the head of the department was also on duty. I called her into the office to talk to her about the contract. In the end, this married man suggested that if I could be with him, I would definitely get the contract. He told me to decide for myself. Many people wanted this position, and then everything...
Me: ...
She: Will you forgive me?
Me: Was it your own choice?
She: I was confused at the time, please forgive me, I really can't live without you!
Me: I respect your choice. In Beijing, no one forgives anyone, only who is not suitable for whom. Maybe I'm not suitable for you. Find a place and then move. I'll stay at a friend's house for a few days!
After saying that, I put on my clothes and prepared to leave. She hugged me tightly and said she was wrong, regretted it so much, and would never do it again. Let's go back to our hometown together and never come to this godforsaken place, Beijing, again! I broke free from her and looked at her, saying: Don't say that Beijing changed us, it's just that we lost ourselves in Beijing. I can't give you a stable job, but is a stable job really that important? I can accept you leaving me to choose a stable job, but I can't accept you betraying me for a job. I want to see you doing well, especially in Beijing. We are the two closest people to each other, but why did you choose this way to end our relationship? If one day the hospital director asks you to be the head nurse, would you still sleep with him? I'm very angry today, but I'm even angrier at myself. I'm incapable of taking care of you, and I don't deserve to be your man. Since you value your work more than me, I can only wish you success at work and forget about me. Take all your things from the house! After saying that, I opened the door and left. Once outside the community, I didn't know which way to go, where to go, or who to look for. I was truly lost. I stood alone at the crossroads for a full 30 minutes. A phone call from my boss pulled me back. I quickly wiped the tears from my face and went to the garage to get my car. That day, my boss had taken his mistress to Tianjin. On the Beijing-Tianjin Expressway, the image of her begging me kept flashing through my mind. We had known each other for a year, and I had never made her cry. I never imagined that this first time would be the last. Before I knew it, I was already driving at 160 km/h. My boss, a retired soldier, slowly said, "This isn't an airplane. Captain, you should land." I hurriedly released my foot, which was firmly pressed on the accelerator. My boss earnestly told me, "Fool, this is Beijing, a constantly changing Beijing. The only thing that won't change is Tiananmen Square on Chang'an Avenue. Since you're in Beijing, learn to adapt to it and change with it. Never try to change others. Things you change will lose their flavor. Do you understand what I mean?" I nodded hesitantly. The other woman next to me, a Beijing native, said, "Oh, heartbroken? Tomorrow I'll introduce you to a bunch of Beijing girls, you can choose whichever you like. Don't look so down over women, just drive carefully, don't drag us down with you..."
After reading everyone's replies, some sympathized with me, some fiercely criticized me. Honestly, after typing out my girlfriend's and my ending, I was exhausted; it felt like I was reliving it all!
Many netizens say I'm selfish. I can have sex with my partner's best friend, and I can go on threesomes with her, but it was my partner's best friend who seduced me first. A woman's thighs aren't disposable chopsticks that you can just split open at will. If a woman doesn't want to, a man can only succeed by threatening her life. As I've said before, threesomes are something you can't force, and it was arranged by my partner, but I did do it. As for selfishness, I admit it. How many people aren't selfish these days? We all have to squeeze onto the subway every day. If everyone were selfish, we'd all line up. Do you give a dollar to every beggar you see on the street? Those who call me selfish, think about how you would handle this situation. I'm too lazy to reply to you. If you understand, keep reading; if you don't, go away!
Many people say my girlfriend is very good to me, and yes, I admit it. She's just too kind. Her world is too small. She wants to hold onto everything she likes, including her job, which is why she was taken advantage of by that beastly boss. From the time we met until we broke up, I never cursed her once. Even at the end, I communicated with her calmly because I know she's not the spoiled type. She was just confused for a moment. This kind of situation is very common among Beijing's migrant worker communities. Several of my friends' relationships ended in similar ways. Beijing is a place like that. When you live in a basement for too long, you long for an apartment building. When you're stuck on the subway for too long, you envy those who get picked up and dropped off. When you eat street food for too long, you crave the buffet at Golden Leopard Restaurant. When you wear cheap clothes from the zoo for too long, you want to buy something from Yansha Department Store to see if you can look like a celebrity. You use cheap cosmetics... After a while, you'll really want to buy a SK-II set to see if it can change your appearance. You're exhausted from constantly searching for a job, and you desperately crave a stable one. Seeing your boyfriend come home and just sit in front of the computer all day makes you wonder where rich people go to have fun every night. Once you get what you want, you can never go back to your old self. You'll hate your past self, thinking how stupid and foolish you were, wasting your prime years in a basement, getting up early every day to apply cheap cosmetics and squeeze onto the subway, constantly changing jobs all over the Fifth Ring Road, eating at roadside stalls when you get home late because you don't have time to cook, and then having to do laundry for your stupid boyfriend who plays on the computer and watches porn. After a long day, you want to rest, but your lustful boyfriend drags you out of bed and makes you play sex games like Japanese AV actresses. This is a basic depiction of life for those who drift in Beijing. See how many of these apply to you! Many of my friends have encountered the same situation, usually resorting to verbal and physical abuse against their girlfriends, spewing all sorts of profanities, calling them "fuck your mother" and "slut"... I have utter contempt for people like that. What does your girlfriend's cheating have to do with his mother? You knew she was a slut and still slept with her for so long. I urge those who want to insult their girlfriends to think about how many times you've actually comforted her before you spew your filth! Some people even shamelessly beat their girlfriends. I urge you to think before you raise your claws about how you used those same hands to take care of you every day—why didn't you use your claws to help her? Some people press their girlfriends to reveal who it was, asking, "Who did it to you, you beast?" I think people who ask this are incredibly stupid. Why are you going to find out who it was? It was consensual, not rape. Have some dignity, just break up with her. If your girlfriend tells you it was the King of Hell, are you going to hang yourself and go to the underworld to settle scores with him? Some women were so frightened that they revealed the other person's name, and the idiot man immediately called a few friends to find him. These days, no one gets away with assault for nothing. If it's a minor injury, you have to pay for medical treatment; if it's classified as a minor injury and you don't meet the other party's compensation demands, you'll go to jail; if it's a serious injury, your life is over; if you kill someone, it's over immediately. I know several people like that. Personally, I don't think it's worth it, it's unnecessary. Let's part amicably
. We may be ordinary people, but we should be ordinary people with dignity! Some people asked me why I can't forgive her. It doesn't matter who forgives whom. Even if I forgive her, she won't forgive herself. She'll definitely be traumatized by facing me every day. Breaking up is inevitable, so a short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one! If I really had to forgive anyone, I would only forgive myself!
Many people think what my boss said to me is particularly insightful. My boss is also a man with a story. He was a brigade commander who retired from the military but didn't want a job. He took the hundreds of thousands of yuan the army gave him and went to Beijing to make his own way in the world. When he's with women around, he says a lot of classic things, hahaha. But
that's not the end. In the end, I met with my ex-girlfriend, Jiaojiao, and Qiqi—the four of us—at the same time, but in a place we shouldn't have met...
I'll start revealing the ending between Jiaojiao and me tomorrow. I'm too tired today, so I'll try to finish it the day after tomorrow. You can imagine the ending, but you definitely won't guess it.
Seeing so many netizens wanting to know the ending, I've decided to rest for the next two days and try to finish it, for my friends who have always supported me, and more importantly, for my ex-girlfriend and Jiaojiao. If I stop now, you'll definitely think our experience was just a chaotic sexual relationship. I also want to write this for myself, for those six years I spent in Beijing!
Two days later, I returned to Beijing from Tianjin with my boss. When I got home, I saw Jiaojiao's suitcase in the living room. No one was in the room. My initial thought was more of a sense of responsibility towards Jiaojiao, but reality shattered that notion. I had just changed into my pajamas when Jiaojiao opened the door, wearing a new outfit and smelling a fragrance I'd never smelled before. She skipped over to me and said, "Stupid, huh? Your wife ran away, huh?" I ignored her, ignoring her. She continued, "I know everything. I'm moving in with Feifei (my girlfriend's name)." I said okay. Then Jiaojiao pulled a wad of cash from her wallet, shoved it at me, and arrogantly declared, "I'm not the Jiaojiao I used to be! I'm not short of money!" I said, "You earn money with difficulty; keep it for yourself!" Jiaojiao said, "I earn money more easily than you. I get 300 for sitting and drinking with someone for a while. If I meet someone I like, I can spend the night with them and get at least 1500. You only get 6000 a month serving your boss from dawn till dusk. I can earn that in four days if I'm happy! I should thank you. It was your words that said work and going to nightclubs aren't mutually exclusive and can coexist that made me see the light! Hurry up and count it!" I didn't take it and stood up to go back to my room. Jiaojiao suddenly pushed me onto the sofa and said to me like a nouveau riche, "Is it too little? Or is it too dirty?" I was really angry. I took the money and threw it in her face. She quickly bent down to pick it up. I couldn't hold back my anger and yelled at her, "Do you think I helped you in the first place just to sleep with you? Just to see you like this? You think I took advantage of you in your vulnerable state? Then you're degrading yourself even more now. Look at how you earned this money!" "You'd be unrecognizable if you went home like this. Feifei came to Beijing for a stable job, and you came here for that? Get the hell out of here with your stinking money and stuff! The farther the better! I never want to see you again!" Unexpectedly, this scolding seemed to wake Jiaojiao up. She reverted to her pre-disco self, slowly sitting down beside me for our final conversation—the most formal conversation I'd ever had with her since I met her!
Jiao: "You act like a man with me, but not with her? She's pregnant with someone else's child, and you don't even dare say a word against her?"
Me: "She has the right to choose what she wants, but I can't give her that life!"
Jiao: "Why can't I choose the life I want? I came to Beijing to let my family know I'm doing well here. I don't care how I got that good life! Others may not understand, but why can't you understand me?"
Me: "I understand you, but I don't support what you're doing. I have no right to change Feifei's life, and I have no right to stop you!"
Jiao: Feifei is having an abortion the day after tomorrow. The doctor rented a place for her. Actually, Feifei signed the contract a long time ago, but she didn't dare tell you because she didn't know how. I already knew about her situation. I took leave to go and take care of her since she had the abortion the day after tomorrow. She's been very heartbroken and weak these past few days. She cries whenever she thinks of you!
Me: You two are really best friends. I feel sorry for you, playing so many roles all by yourself. Aren't you tired?
Jiao suddenly got angry and yelled at me: Do you fucking think you understand women? Do you understand the two of us? Do you even know what best friends are? Do you think that by not yelling at her or hitting her, you're easing her pain? I'm telling you today, Feifei and I are best friends. Even though I had a relationship with you, it was because I had nothing at the time and didn't want to owe you too much. I didn't want to be stuck in this house with you two all the time. When you were being lovey-dovey at home, did you ever think about my feelings? Why is it that he, who came to Beijing with me, can find someone who loves him, but I can't? And even though I've never been with you, you've never made me your official partner. I don't want her things, but I can always use them, and I'll return them afterward. That's what best friends are for. Do you know why she's so heartbroken? It's because you've been too lenient with her, making her feel like she'll never find a man like you again. If you scolded or hit her, she would feel balanced, even hate you, and she wouldn't be so heartbroken. Seeing her so sad, I told her everything about us, everything, just to ease her burden and help her recover quickly. We're best friends. As long as I have the courage to be honest with her, she will definitely accept me. Do you understand now?
After hearing Jiao Jiao's words, I felt like I was pushed into a black hole. Everything around me was unfamiliar. My boss said Beijing changes quickly, and I agree, but I didn't expect it to change so fast. I don't even know the two women I sleep with. I know absolutely nothing about them. I also think that best friends are a terrifying combination. I asked Jiao Jiao, trembling, "How long have they been together?"
Jiao; we just moved into this house and the hospital exam registration started, and they already contacted each other. Initially, the director said it would only happen a few times, and once Feifei signed the contract, they would break it off so it wouldn't affect either of our families. Feifei discussed it with me, but I didn't agree to let her go. I told her to think it over herself! She wanted a stable job with a higher salary so she could help you. She did sign the contract, but that director still frequently contacts Feifei. Feifei is a germaphobe, and that beast never uses condoms. Every time after they're done, Feifei has to shower twice. Do you think she's not in pain? But it's already happened, there's no going back. I thought I could get rid of that beast quickly, but I didn't expect to get pregnant, and you found out!
Hearing this, I couldn't control myself anymore. It was like being trapped in a sealed glass jar, unable to hear anything. I rushed into my room, wrapped the military dagger I brought back from my discharge in my coat, grabbed my car keys, and was about to rush out, rush to the hospital, rush to that beast, to tear him to pieces...
At this moment, Jiaojiao knew what I was about to do and clung to me tightly. I turned around and kicked her to the ground, but she still clung to my leg. Just as I was about to knock her unconscious, Jiaojiao shouted, "You can go, but you must promise that when you come back you'll make up with Feifei, won't despise her, and will act as if nothing happened. Can you do that? If you can, I'll let go immediately and let you go without worry. I swear to you, even if you cripple that beast, even if you go to jail, no matter how long your sentence is, I'll be with Feifei waiting for you to come out. When you get out, we'll go back to our hometown and never come to Beijing again! If you can't, I won't let you go unless you kill me first. That beast promised Feifei he'd take responsibility, he'd divorce her, and he's already given Feifei money for an abortion!"
Jiaojiao's words were like a bucket of cold water thrown on me, waking me up. Wasn't Feifei suffering all this just for a stable job? Going there now would only undo all her grievances. I have no right to give her a new life, let alone destroy it. But I had nowhere to vent my anger. Just then, Jiaojiao snatched my knife and car keys. I kicked my front door with all my might. I kicked it open, breaking the lock. Jiaojiao stared at me like I was a monster. I felt like a monster, imprisoned in this cage of Beijing. I could kick open my own door, but I couldn't kick open the gates of this giant prison of Beijing. I felt so insignificant; I even started to despise myself…
After all that commotion, Jiaojiao and I were exhausted. After resting for a while, I told Jiaojiao I was fine and that she should go.
Jiaojiao said, "At first, I only wanted to thank you for helping me, but then I found the 100 yuan you hid in my phone case, and that's when I started to fall in love with you. I know your good intentions; because you have Feifei, you don't dare to openly love me, but there's definitely a place for me in your heart. This kind of love is like a younger sister's love for her older brother! I'm leaving. Take care of yourself, don't do anything foolish! Call me when you have time, or I'll come keep you company!"
I joked, "Now that you're worth something, I wouldn't dare contact you. Take good care of Feifei, and take the money back to buy her some nutritional supplements!"
Just like that, my girlfriend of a year left, and Jiaojiao, whom I'd been with for almost three months, also left me. The 90-square-meter apartment is empty, and I'm all alone...

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