He cheated on himself; his girlfriend became his brother's wife.

Finding a job in the first year after graduating from university was really tough! I ended up in Shenzhen, Dongguan, and Guangzhou, changing jobs several times, none of which were very ideal. But in the second year, with my uncle's help, I finally settled down. For kids from poor areas like us, it's really hard to find a job without connections. Anyway, enough rambling.

I started working in August 2006. Because the job was hard-won, I was determined to do it well and not let my family down. In October, the second batch of interns arrived. Since I wasn't particularly attractive and was new to the area, I didn't have any particular interest. But soon a girl started casually approaching me, asking for my phone number and asking me out to dinner. I didn't think much of it, but because of work, I declined. This girl was okay-looking, but very short (because my ideal girlfriend is 1.58-1.65 meters tall), so I didn't pay much attention to her.

But she was very, very kind to me, and my colleagues all spoke well of her. Honestly, I was quite lonely since I had just arrived, and I like to go for walks alone with female friends, not necessarily with girlfriends. One time, I went for a walk with her. There's a beautiful artificial park across from our city's Go-Vern-Ment, with an artificial river behind it. My favorite thing to do is lie on the grass by the river, feel the breeze, and look at the stars. Who knew that it was during this walk that she confessed her feelings to me? I rejected her with various reasons, mainly because her height was really hard for me to accept—she's only 1.50 meters tall. But that day, she said she could work hard to achieve other things, but her height was something she couldn't change, but she would compensate in other ways, promising to treat me well and make me happy. Actually, I had many doubts at the time. My conditions weren't great! I'm okay-looking, but I have no house, no car, and no money. Because nowadays, girls have high material requirements, and appearance is secondary. She said liking someone is a feeling, and I trust my intuition; everything will be alright if we work hard.

That day, she made a request of me. Since her internship was almost over and she wasn't sure if we'd have another chance to go for a walk, she asked if we could spend the night in the park and chat all night. I thought about it; I had to work the next day, but I didn't want to refuse, so I agreed.

That night, I had a stomachache and went to the bathroom. When I came back, she was already lying on the grass. It was late October, and the temperature difference between day and night was quite significant. We were both wearing shorts. The park was in the suburbs, so it was rather quiet, with no tall buildings to block the wind. I felt a little cold sitting next to her, let alone her, a girl sleeping on the grass. I sat there for a few minutes, hesitating whether to hug her or not. If I didn't, I was afraid she'd catch a cold; tomorrow was important for her, as it would affect her internship evaluation. If I did hug her, I was a rather traditional person. I am a bit lustful, but I only have feelings for my girlfriend. I only have thoughts about other girls, not actions. I knew that if I hugged her, we would definitely be dating. (That's just how I think; I need to be responsible for others, and only if they're willing.) But seeing her trembling slightly, I steeled myself and hugged her. I'd think about the rest later!
I sat beside her for a few minutes, but she didn't even turn around. I thought she was asleep, but the moment my hand touched her, she turned and snuggled into my arms. To be honest, my heart sank a little. I'm a traditional guy; although I've had a few girlfriends before, I've never encountered a girl like this. It left me a bit bewildered, but I immediately suppressed my emotions and let her lie in my arms. She was still pretending to be asleep! Unbelievable!

She lay in my arms like that for over half an hour, without changing position. Gradually, I felt my thighs go numb. I moved slightly, and she woke up, surprised, saying, "When did you get back? How did I fall asleep? Haha!" Her surprised expression annoyed me. If you were asleep, why weren't you surprised to be in my arms?! I said, "It's a bit cold, let's take a walk!"

Since things had come to this, my heart softened. If she wanted to be my girlfriend, so be it! I'd be the one to suffer! We hadn't walked far when she said she was tired. I sat on a stone bench, and she sat directly facing me, her legs spread, on my lap, saying, "Let's chat like this!" She talked a lot about her ex-boyfriends, how good she was to him, and how he treated her; how much money she gave him, which he used to sleep with other women. I believed her. What surprised me was that a college student could earn so much money while studying—amazing!

Then she talked about how she would treat me well if we were together, and how we should live our lives. (Looking back now, it's really laughable, but at the time I genuinely believed her and felt sorry for her past experiences.) That night she even tried to kiss me forcefully, but I wasn't ready to accept it. No matter how hard she tried with her tongue, I kept my teeth clenched. She even said that the more unattainable something is, the more you want it? This happened many times. I told her that kissing and molting are things done after establishing a relationship, the final stage in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. (Actually, the first day I told my ex-girlfriend I liked her, I kissed her and she even undressed. But I was a freshman in college and didn't know about birth control pills, so we didn't do it.) She said that only ML (masturbation) was the last level. That's the difference between people from other provinces and people from Guangdong! (I heard that many junior high school students here have sex, but by high school, there are basically no cns.) Later, I said I wanted to sleep, and she actually said to go back to my place; she would just watch me sleep. I thought if someone saw us, it would be a done deal, so I didn't go.

We chatted and rested until the next day. Actually, by that day, I didn't even know her full name, only that her name was something like Yue!

The next day, we went our separate ways. Back at work, I told my colleagues and then fell asleep! After yesterday's experience, that woman often came to my office, finding excuses to stay there, and occasionally came over to chat with me.

Oh yeah, I don't even know her name! I called her over and said, "Let me see how your handwriting is?" She said "Mmm," and wrote her name in neat handwriting. I silently thought to myself, "**Moon**, what a terrible name. I'll just call her *Moon** from now on!" After she left, my colleagues came over and said, "That girl seems interested in you! Go for it!

She'll run away if you don't!" Damn, these guys! Just a few days ago they were encouraging me to go after the girl who came with her, and now they want me to change my strategy. But that girl is prettier than her, and she's a local, so finding a place to buy a house would be easier. What a ridiculous idea! Do you think I can just find anyone?!

Later, they found out that the girl was the one who pursued me. She kept asking me to bring a few girls out, except for one who was getting married next semester. They were all married men, and some of them were particularly lecherous, haha!

Honestly, I wasn't mentally prepared to be with her. Twice she made excuses to stay overnight, and I didn't even touch her. She would bother me at night, and I told her that if she kept moving around, she'd have to sleep on the floor. My bed is a bunk bed, and it's quite small. If I hadn't been so indifferent to her at the time, I probably could have made a move. She was good-natured; she just said "okay" and went to sleep. But I was pretty good to her. She's from northern Guangdong, and our tastes are similar—we both like spicy food. So I took her to eat crab. The crabs there are really authentic; even the place name has "crab" in it. Most people who eat there order a large flower crab. I was eating with both hands, my mouth covered in oil, while she ate slowly, occasionally wiping my face with tissues—she was quite considerate. After we finished eating, I got a call from a colleague; a friend invited me to karaoke and asked me to take her. The karaoke place was on the water, called Xianquan. It was indeed quite nice; each room had a hostess who got a commission based on how much we drank—I don't know how much! When it was time to pay the bill, I saw a handful of red bills go into the cashier's hand. They like to play dice here, and our boss came over and asked, "Is this girl your girlfriend?" I said, "Not yet, I don't really like her that much, not yet." "Then you wouldn't mind if I touched her, would you?" Ugh, some people talk like that! You're so lecherous! What could I say after you'd already said it? But I guess I'll just test her! I had no choice! (Let me briefly introduce him. He's 39, recently remarried, his wife was born in 1985, and I heard he got her through deception, and she's pregnant now. I've never seen such a lecherous person before. He stares at cars, and if he sees a girl who looks okay, his eyes follow her. We passengers were all sweating bullets! His lifeless eyes light up whenever he mentions a girl, and the less she wears, the brighter they shine! Last time a friend of mine came to visit, he's in Longhua, Shenzhen, earning over 10,000 RMB a month. He said there are many girls there who are easy to fool, all starting work at 17 or 18, and many brothels too. He's been there for over two years and has slept with at least 10, and many more who aren't brothels. He knows our boss is that kind of person, so he's deliberately lying. But with a monthly salary over 10,000 and being as thin as a monkey, it does make you a little more believable.

When he was talking, our boss's eyes were shining brightly, looking at my friend with envy, and he said, "Let's go to his place for our office outings now!" I think he was practically drooling, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.) A few of us started playing dice and drinking, and he sat down next to *yue. Anyway, I saw * He kept pulling her over to chat with her, even after we changed seats a few times. Later, another colleague told me that we weren't satisfied with just bumping our heads together a few times; we even asked him to bump into us a few more times. We drank quite a lot that day. Yue, unable to resist the pressure from the head, also drank quite a bit. In the end, she rode home in the head's car. When she said goodbye, she said, "Young man, do your best!" Seriously, did you need to tell me to do it? That night, I went straight to sleep. In the middle of the night, I had a wet dream. I dreamt that I had sex with a girl, and her face looked like Yue's. No way! Plus, it had been a long time since I'd had sex, so I ejaculated quickly… I got up to pee in the middle of the night, and wow, it felt cold down there. So yesterday wasn't a dream! Since we've come this far, it was bound to happen sooner or later anyway. We're all adults. After peeing, I went back to bed. She was awake. I told her that last night felt like a dream, and she said she felt the same way. Thinking back to how she was swaying on top of me in the dream, I really couldn't believe she was dreaming, haha! Who cares? I'll treat her well from now on. From that moment on, I'll treat her like my girlfriend. The next thing is... hehe, let's do it again... I originally wanted to go straight for it, but then I thought I couldn't rush things. Since she's my girlfriend, I need foreplay. I started kissing her, but as soon as I kissed her, she started moaning, and the sound got louder and louder. My previous girlfriends never did this. The moaning reminded me of an adult film actress, and all the hairs on my body stood on end. To be honest, my enthusiasm cooled down a bit, but this was our first real sexual encounter. If she liked it, I'd let her have it; she should get used to it. Before, I thought her breasts were quite nice, a bit perky, and not bad for her height. But when I touched them, the feel wasn't so good. They weren't as soft as I imagined, and her nipples were a bit dark. Further on was her little black forest; the hair was quite smooth, much better than my curly pubic hair. I touched her opening; it was quite moist. Time to begin. When I entered her, that long-lost feeling returned—it felt so good! Her moans grew louder, and I felt increasingly uncomfortable all over. I ejaculated within minutes, and it felt so good. Afterwards, she nestled in my arms and said, "So good!" I felt guilty and asked if I was bad. She replied

, "No, it's just because I haven't done it in a long time. It'll get better with practice." (Actually, with my ex-girlfriend, she always said it took too long, that she wasn't comfortable, and told me to hurry up. All men are like that; when you're just starting out, and a woman suddenly says that, anyone would be affected. Over time, I lasted less and less, and I felt she didn't mind anymore. Plus, she never moaned. Sometimes I'd deliberately use more force, and she'd moan loudly a few times, then push me away. After being with her like that so much, I know my performance in that area has declined a lot, and now I've gained weight too. It's heartbreaking.) The next day I went to work, and that evening I bought some birth control pills. When I gave them to her, I found out she had already taken them. Oh dear… "Old hand...most girls are too embarrassed to buy this. My ex-girlfriend never bought it.

She explained that girls take this before important exams to prevent menstruation. I don't understand, hehe, but I can use what I buy next time." Haha. A few days later, she gave me a set of Anta clothes, saying she earned them herself doing translation work (she went to a 211 Project university, majoring in foreign languages). She originally planned to give them to me regardless of whether she could win me over. There was also a colleague, Lang, who was very close to me at work. He was also pursuing an intern at the time, so he helped *yue pursue me. *yue was afraid that giving me gifts would attract attention, so she also gave him a pair of shoes. Later, I found out that *yue asked the senior employee who was mentoring her to take her to buy them.

(That senior employee turned out to be a lecher, and he was fired not long after for harassing young women. He also continued to harass *yue.) Every month, she'd text me constantly complaining or asking if I wanted to come over. What a fucking lecher! I heard he was sued once for this before, but because he's quite talented and has a good relationship with his old boss, nothing came of it. His wife even divorced him afterward. Now his daughter is about my age, and he keeps doing these kinds of things. He deserves it. Later, she occasionally went back to school. Since she was a senior, she didn't have much academic work anymore, with classes Monday to Thursday. She came here every week, mostly staying at my place, and rarely going back to her cousin's place in the same city as me. Because I work here and her cousin has some connections in our area, she decided to find a teaching job near me. She was very diligent, making me feel like my life had changed. Even clothes I didn't think were dirty, she'd take them to wash; the room was clean enough, but she'd clean it again. She was very clean and took care of me. She had lost her ability to take care of herself. During the time we were together, I truly discovered that I had never met such a wonderful girl. Because I lived at my workplace, and our relationship wasn't something to be known by others, it was very inconvenient for her to go out. We could only go out in the evenings. My workplace organized an event, and I wanted her to stay at school and not come, but she said that she was alone at school anyway, and coming to me would also mean being alone. Coming here to wait for me to return would at least give her something to look forward to, since school was so boring! I couldn't argue with her. At that time, my place was very basic; she couldn't even use the bathroom, and we hadn't bought a computer yet. I would leave in the morning and come back in the evening. She had only bought a few loaves of bread and would either read or sleep, waiting for me to come back. When I returned, it was already past 7 pm. Feeling guilty, I opened the door to her room, and she was indeed reading. From her expression, I could tell that she wasn't annoyed or anything unusual. She happily said, "You're back." I was so touched that I rushed over and kissed her deeply.

During her time with me, we lived like husband and wife, and we did *that* every day. Her comfort seemed to drive away my inner demons, and I gradually recovered. I could often give her several orgasms, and we would even orgasm simultaneously. She said that kind of sex was the happiest. She helped me with oral sex many times, increasing my libido. I liked that feeling. My previous girlfriend had also helped me with oral sex under my guidance, but being a novice, she often hurt me with her teeth. She didn't, which often made me ejaculate directly into her mouth. She said she often swallowed my "treasure"—hehe, I hope she doesn't get pregnant… I know that taking too many birth control pills is bad for a girl's health, so we used condoms together (most of which she bought). Therefore, the flesh-on-flesh feeling during oral sex was even better, which I liked… Although she was very good to me in these aspects, she would often bring up her past relationship with her boyfriend in front of me. Later, I realized she wanted my sympathy, but was that necessary? She didn't seem to realize how much I disliked her talking about those things.

When we chatted in bed, we often talked about the past. At first, I liked to talk about my ex-girlfriend; I really loved her, maybe because it was our first time together! But after she started talking about her ex-boyfriend, I realized I was wrong. The past shouldn't be brought up. I learned bits and pieces about her and her ex-boyfriend… He was her second boyfriend; they got together in their senior year of high school. She was with him out of curiosity and pity, perhaps stemming from a woman's maternal instincts. The guy's name was **Ping, and I think his mother had died, which made her curious and sympathetic towards him, leading to their relationship. They went to different universities, but maintained their relationship until their junior year. She said she gave him her virginity in her sophomore year, after he repeatedly asked her to, and that he didn't believe she was a virgin before he did. She was disappointed, but still gave in.

Afterwards, she felt he didn't love her, except during sex. (At the time, I felt like she was saying she was someone who could have sex without love.) He spent her money and would tell her after having sex with other women, but she thought he would always be moved. (How disgusting.) After one time, she told me that he had penetrated her anally, and that he went in halfway. She cried from the pain and cursed him. (Seriously, this was really infuriating. I felt that women were disgusting, but what could I do? After all, it was between her and him, and I wasn't there. Besides, that man was such a beast.) She said he had asked her for over ten thousand yuan in total, and even took 1800 yuan on the day they broke up. To this day, she still had his phone number, home number, dorm number, and bank account number saved in her phone, but she deleted them in front of me. (Later I realized that this woman was really fake; the whole thing she did in front of me was just to put on a show.) She said she told me all this because I felt sorry for her; her previous relationships had been so unsuccessful, and she hoped I would treat her better in the future. Honestly, it's only right to be good to her, but what she said about her past made me feel disgusted. If I had known she was like that from the beginning, I wouldn't have dared to accept her. But as I said from the start, I'm a very responsible person. Since we've had a relationship, and all of that is in the past, as long as we can live well together in the future, that's fine.

(I've said so much, it seems unrelated to the title of this article. There are many more things I won't go into. My good "brother" is here now. What I wanted to tell everyone was that before he appeared, my relationship with her was really good. I genuinely thought I would be content to spend my life with her.) Before, because she wasn't very attractive, I didn't really want to introduce her to my friends so quickly. In conversations with my friends, I would always start by saying that although she wasn't good-looking, she was a very nice person, so that my friends who came to visit would have some idea of what to expect. Haha, a sign of vanity. She and I argued about this many times, but her looks and figure were indeed very high among young couples. Plus, she didn't have a job yet, and everything in the future was still unknown. If I had known it would end like that, why would I have wanted her?

She's crazy!

I don't remember the exact date, but it was a little after April. My good friend Ming, who works in Shanghai, and I shared a place with him throughout university—we had adjacent student ID numbers and slept in the same double bed and shared a blanket—called me. He said he was heartbroken. He and his girlfriend, Yu, graduated the same year. During her internship, she went to Shanghai to work in a business selling unsold beauty products. (It was basically a disguised form of pyramid selling, but the government hadn't banned it.) She graduated from the foreign language department of a key university in our province. She was 1.63 meters tall, slightly overweight, good-looking, and very capable in many ways. She had a good relationship with all our university classmates. She went to Shanghai to make a name for herself. Shortly after graduating in July 2005, he went to Shanghai with her. He started by selling unsold products, but he wasn't cut out for it. However, for his girlfriend, he stayed in Shanghai and became a fitness instructor, while also helping his girlfriend with her sales (teaching people how to lose weight). But after six months, his girlfriend returned to our provincial capital to open her own shop, while he stayed behind to continue working part-time. But her shop didn't do well for long. Later, his girlfriend changed careers and, I heard, started an affair with a company boss—a married man. He had been supporting her financially while he was working there, giving her over 10,000 yuan. He hadn't earned much in his first year there, and things had turned out this way. He wanted to leave, and the first place he wanted to go was back to his girlfriend. He loved her and hoped she would change. But his parents scolded him, saying he always followed a woman, and that he would go wherever Yu went. (They were from the same town, but their families didn't know about their relationship.) After being scolded by his family, he thought of coming to Guangdong. The first person he thought of was me. I have no problem providing food and lodging, but finding a job is up to you. I don't have the ability to get you anywhere! (The above is all his own account. I've had very little contact with him over the past year, only... [The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the main topic.])

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