Did I make a move on my friend's girlfriend? 1-4

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I am an extremely ordinary person, even somewhat flawed, due to my weight. At 1.7 meters tall,
I weigh 180 kilograms, making me a complete fat person.
I'm already 24 years old this year, and countless nicknames like "fat," "fat brother," and "little fat" have accompanied me throughout my life
.
Because of my weight, I've naturally faced discrimination and bullying. Being naturally introverted, those
who bullied me became even more aggressive, and this continued until high school.
Because of my weight, I've never had any luck with girls; we've never
been compatible. Even in college, I would blush if I spoke to girls, and they would secretly
laugh .
I thought my life was ruined, but luckily, I met a very
good friend in college, who was also my classmate. Actually, our friendship was probably forced upon us
.
His name is Ahe, a rather ordinary-sounding name, but he's definitely a handsome guy. It seems like handsome people
often have bad tempers, or are difficult to get along with – that's my experience accumulated over the years.
Ahe is exactly that kind of person. To be honest, he's the kind of person with a strong personality who doesn't
know how to be tactful or considerate. He's just habitually self-centered in his thinking and problem-solving, and
even his relationship with his dormmates isn't great.
I've always been a nice person; even if someone makes fun of me,
if , I'll still smile and respond. Ahe probably noticed this, because he started initiating
conversations with me. I was startled because my dorm was right next to his, and I often heard Ahe
arguing with his roommates, so I knew from the start that he wasn't easy to get along with. When
someone like that started talking to me, I wondered if he was just looking to bully me when he was in a bad mood.
I answered him nervously, but to my surprise, he was incredibly polite during that conversation. Even when he
swore a few times
, he did so very quietly. When he talked about games, he didn't have the same aggressive attitude he had in the dorm. I immediately felt much more at ease .
From then on, he started intentionally sitting next to me in class. While the teacher was lecturing
, we'd be watching videos on our phones, laughing hysterically at other people's live streams of games. Our relationship gradually
became closer, and we even ate together after class.
Because of my appearance and personality, my roommates weren't particularly fond of me.
They wouldn't invite me to any activities unless I was there, out of politeness that we still had to live together for
four Most of the time, I was left alone in the dorm playing games
or watching videos while they went out with the girls in our class or went on dates.
Sometimes I thought I'd like to meet some girls, but the thought of
being the isolated one while everyone else was chatting and playing games made my desire vanish.
After I met Ahe, he would knock on our dorm door on Sundays. Seeing me alone
inside , he would sometimes move his laptop next to me and we'd play games together for an afternoon. Other times, he'd
take a basketball and drag me to the playground to find someone to play against, regardless of whether I knew how to play.
After spending time together like this, my opinion of Ahe naturally
differed . But this was out of necessity; two unpopular people would naturally be paired together.
Deep down, I knew this, but what could I do?
The friction between the boys didn't stop the girls from appreciating them. As I mentioned, Ahe was a handsome guy
, and handsome guys always attract girls' attention, no matter how bad his temper, how unpopular he was, or
how bad his grades were. Try to recall, in every class you've attended since childhood, when have handsome
boys ever lacked female attention, even if they were a headache for the teachers? Isn't that true?
So, Ah-He found a girlfriend during the first semester. She was
a with a lovely name, Zi-Xia. She was incredibly cute, with long, straight, black hair cascading down her back.
She wore large, black-rimmed glasses, which gave her an intellectual yet approachable girl-next-door vibe. Her height was also a good
match for Ah-He's; he was 1.85 meters tall, while she was 1.72 meters. Standing among the girls in our class,
she was a towering figure. Importantly, she was also our class's academic representative, which speaks volumes about her academic performance . She
was also lively and
got along well with everyone. When I first heard about this, I couldn't believe it.
I think most of the class, especially the boys, couldn't believe it either, because this girl was quite
popular with the other boys; Ah-He just beat them to it.
To my shame, I actually harbored inappropriate feelings for Zixia. It was because
she was the first girl to speak to me on the first day of school, sitting right in front of me. Everyone was busy getting to know their new classmates, and I,
being timid and shy, only dared to talk to the boys and listen to them chat with the girls. I didn't dare to approach any girls myself. But
Zixia suddenly turned around and asked my name, giving me a sweet smile. At that moment, I felt like my heart had been struck hard
.
"I...I...my name is Ling Rong. Hello."
Yes, such a common name. The character "Rong" always reminds me of
Pork Rong, the fat apprentice of Wong Fei-hung in the Wong Fei-hung movies—that was my nickname in junior high.
"My name is Zixia. It's nice to meet you. We'll be classmates from now on. Please take care of me."
Her words, her voice, her demeanor—all seemed so natural, composed, dignified, and elegant
, a stark contrast to my clumsy attempts at conversation. Now, I felt even more inferior in her presence. I
'd never ; in her eyes, I felt like a goddess compared to a nobody.
So, although I harbored considerable feelings for her, I couldn't bring myself
to say anything when I saw her. I've experienced this kind of incredibly foolish unrequited love, or rather, one-sided crush, countless times throughout my life.
In
, I had the desire but not the courage. Seeing those pretty girls being embraced and whispered intimately by those bad boys, my heart bled, but I still had to force a smile. If someone like me were to turn ugly, who would care about me?
My feelings.
When I went to university in a strange city, no one knew my past. Everyone was
starting anew. I thought I should start over too, to do many things: sign up for the music club, participate in community
service , spend all day in the library, and get a girlfriend. But when I heard
that Ahe had gotten together with my dream girl, I felt like my life had suddenly returned to square one. During that time, I became
taciturn already quiet, and I became even more depressed. But my roommates didn't notice my
strange behavior, which I thought was a sign of heartbreak. Who had time to pay attention to me?
But Ahe would come to me every few days to play games or basketball. At first, I made up a few excuses to avoid him
, but I couldn't resist his repeated calls. If I refused too many times, even the most naive person would probably start to think it
was .
"What's wrong with you lately? I've been asking you to come out and play, are you sick?"
I forced a smile, afraid he'd see through me, but the thought of Zixia made me wilted again. "Final exams are coming up soon,
I'm studying."
Ahe seemed to believe my lie, happily putting his arm around my shoulder: "You're such a top student,
still studying even though you're so good, awesome, that's why you're called a top student."
In school, two types of boys are most popular: handsome and good-looking.
After I came to this school, I found that no one liked to listen to lectures anymore, and it was really difficult to even attend class.
Honest whose grades were originally average, somehow became top students.
"I got a new monkey skin yesterday, I'll show you later."
Ahe talked about the game with great enthusiasm, it was the only thing he did after skipping class every day.
Before we could exchange more than a few words, Ahe's phone rang. I glanced at it as he picked it up—"Wife,
" the screen boldly proclaimed. It was as if the feelings and pain I'd been trying to forget
and avoid had surged back.
"Hey! Why did you stop?"
My legs felt like lead; I couldn't move. I didn't want to
walk .
"Nothing, you make the call first."
"Oh, hurry up, I just want to say a few words to her."
Ahe forcefully pulled me along, and I eavesdropped on his
sweet talk . "What's wrong? Why did you call me?"
"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?"
The voice on the other end was almost like a girl's pleading, each word like a knife piercing my
heart.
"I was worried something might have happened to you."
I didn't know if Ahe was telling the truth, but girls always like that kind of thing—they like someone thinking of
them.
"Really? Hehe, what are you doing?"
"I'm about to play League of Legends, what are you doing?"
"League of Legends again? Is this game really that fun?"
"Fun, of course it's fun! I told you to learn how to play, but you wouldn't."
"Okay, don't play for too long. I'll come find you when we have dinner."
After exchanging some more cheesy sweet nothings, Ahe finally hung up the phone.
"So annoying, she has to be so controlling even when I'm playing a game."
Ahe started complaining about his girlfriend as soon as he hung up. I was annoyed. Such a good girl,
so caring, and he thinks she's nagging and annoying? I couldn't understand if he really disliked Zixia's meddling
or if he was just showing off his superiority in having a girlfriend.
I couldn't concentrate on the game at all during those few rounds, and I kept making mistakes. Ahe is known for being
very serious about games. At first, it was okay, but later, when I fed too many kills, he started complaining about
me every now and then. My already uncomfortable mood became even angrier.
I really wanted to flip the table and have a huge argument with him, maybe even a fight, but after thinking it over, and considering my personality,
I held back. I haven't learned much else in my life, but I've learned how to tolerate being unreasonable.
Time flew by, and it was around 5 PM. While I was destroying the game, Ahe's phone rang again
. I guessed it was Zixia calling, because she had said she wanted to meet Ahe for dinner around this time.
"Alright, alright, I'm almost there, just five minutes, wait a minute."
The game was at a crucial moment, and as I spoke, the enemy used a powerful attack, and Ahe was
instantly .
Sure enough, a few minutes later, I destroyed the enemy's base, the game ended, and Ahe tidied up and left.
I returned to my dorm alone, only to find it empty again. Actually, I was hungry,
but I didn't want to see Ahe and Zixia together, as if I could pretend she was still
single .
I played on my phone in bed for about half an hour, then realized it was almost time. They should have finished eating
by now, and the cafeteria would close soon. So I got out of bed, put on my shoes, and headed downstairs.
When I arrived at the cafeteria, there were only a dozen or so people in line,
and not many people were eating inside. The cafeteria lady seemed to be giving me special treatment; she gave me a significantly
larger portion of the same dish than everyone else. I don't know if that's a good thing or not, but the downside is that it's impossible to lose weight this way.
As I was carrying my plate and looking for a seat, I suddenly heard A-He calling out, "Brother Rong, over here! Over here!
"
I looked around and sure enough, it was A-He eating not far away, with a girl sitting opposite him—his
girlfriend, Zi-Xia.
A-He usually calls me Brother Rong. The word "brother" is used because someone is older or has some kind of
skill that commands respect, and A-He is the only one I've ever been addressed that way. Everyone else just calls me by my name.
"Why are you still eating here? Didn't you go to eat earlier?"
Ahe didn't answer me, but instead asked, "Are you alone?"
What a hurtful question. It would be fine if I had roommates to eat with, but even my roommates don't want to
hang out with me. I really feel like if I told them the answer, the goddess next to me would think I'm weird.
"They all went out, I don't know where they went."
I hesitated for a moment and sat down next to Ahe. Zixia was sitting diagonally opposite me.
"The top student must be studying in the dorm again, she doesn't even have time to eat."
I didn't expect Zixia to make a joke as soon as she opened her mouth. Come to think of it, this is only the second time I've spoken and met her in a semester that this semester is almost over
.
"What? He was playing League of Legends with me just now, what's this about studying?"
Ahe, standing next to me, directly exposed my secret. At that moment, I both hated him for
ruining the only advantage I had in front of my goddess, and was grateful to him for preventing me from sounding like a weirdo who only knew how
to study one paid attention to me. Comparing the two, the latter was probably more disliked.
"So you play League of Legends too."
"Yeah."
Zixia asked me with great surprise, as if she had discovered a new continent, as if telling me that someone like me
should in my room and study and not go anywhere else. My answer was terrible, as simple as it could
be, as idiotic as it could be. I think if she were still single now, and Ahe wasn't with me, and it was just
the two of us sitting and eating, I think I would have said more.
"He keeps making me play that game, but I've tried a few times and I just can't get it right. It's not fun at all. I
do why you guys like it so much."
The goddess's question was directed at me. Ahe was eating silently on the side, seemingly
waiting for my answer. "Uh, actually, it's quite fun to play."
I stammered, tongue-tied. I had a lot to say, but only
a few words came out.
Zixia didn't seem to mind my clumsiness at all. She smiled sweetly at me. If I hadn't constantly
reminded myself that her boyfriend was right next to me and I didn't want him to notice, I probably would have lost my composure.
"Why don't you teach me how to play? Once I learn, I can teach him a lesson."
Zixia deliberately raised an eyebrow at Ahe, looking very cute.
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you."
Ahe laughed at me with an incredulous tone. It was
the biggest insult I had ever felt since I met him.
Zixia's request just now made my heart pound. She wanted me to teach her how to play games? What did that
mean? If she were single, I would definitely interpret it as a sign that she liked me. But her boyfriend was
sitting right next to me, and I didn't dare think too much about it. I just assumed she was joking. Besides, Ahe is a very controlling
person; how could he let something like this happen?
"No, you'll definitely yell at me after you've taught me a few times. I don't want you to teach me; I want a top student to teach me."
It seemed Zixia had a good grasp of Ahe's temper, but even so, she still didn't want to
leave his side. At that moment, I completely gave up hope. Initially, I had held onto
the hope that she was just confused and hadn't seen Ahe's true nature, but now I was truly heartbroken.
"Whatever. You could practice for hundreds of years and still not beat me. I can even give you a one-handed win."
Ahe's confidence didn't bring me any emotional fluctuation or joy. Instead, his "
whatever " meant that if Zixia really wanted to learn how to play games from me, he wouldn't object.
I've always thought Ahe was a very assertive person. He definitely wouldn't want
anyone else , let alone his girlfriend. No one could openly let their girlfriend hang out with other people
.
The reason Ahe said that was either a joke he'd later regret, or he was
confident his girlfriend wouldn't have any problems even if she were with me. But for me, it was such a huge insult.
How could a fat guy like me possibly be worthy of his girlfriend, my goddess? That's probably
what thinking.
Anyway, that meal lasted a long time, and I desperately wanted to escape, to escape the nightmare of them showing off their affection and exchanging sweet nothings
.
As for teaching Zixia how to play games, I didn't think much of it, just taking it as a joke. And it turned out
to be a joke; two weeks passed, and during those few encounters, she never mentioned it.
However, things took a turn in the third week. Suddenly, a friend request popped up on my QQ, which had been hanging there for ages.
The contact name was Zixia.

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