The Truth About My Girlfriend (Part 1) Author: prophet

The Truth About My Girlfriend (Part 1)

Author: prophet

Several years ago, someone shared his experience of his girlfriend cheating on him ten years ago on a discussion forum. Let's call him Senior Brother for now. Ten years have passed, and his anger has subsided. He has grown from a young boy into a seasoned player, but he still harbors resentment about what happened back then because he finds too many suspicious points. The more he thinks about it, the more he can't let it go. In the end, he actually contacted me through our mutual friend. At first, I thought he was looking for trouble because of what happened more than ten years ago, but later I realized that he just wanted to find out the truth to satisfy his desires.

I will first write the first paragraph from Senior Brother's perspective, which is what he shared several years ago. I have edited it slightly, and then I will write the truth.

(Part 1) Half True, Half False Visual: Senior Brother

About ten years ago, my girlfriend Xiaoli and I had been together for more than three years. She was 20 years old at the time. She was known as the campus beauty in her department. She was 33B and 163cm tall, and many people pursued her both on and off campus. In Form 5, I confessed my feelings to her. She later told me that she had secretly liked me for a long time, and she never imagined that we could actually be together in our final year of high school. Therefore, she was incredibly devoted to me. After Form 5, because her grades weren't ideal, she went to a private school to repeat her studies, where she made a new group of friends. However, her public exam results were still unsatisfactory a year later, so she enrolled in a college. We lived a quiet three years together.

I was her first man. Being shy, she always insisted on turning off the lights when we went to bed. Besides missionary sex, she wasn't very receptive to new things. Over time, I stopped forcing her, never expecting her to become like this.

That summer, we went to different places for internships. I usually left work late, but that day, due to some issues at work, I suddenly left early. Thinking about how busy I was during my internship before the exams and how little time I had for Xiaoli, I suddenly had the urge to pick her up from work, so I called her.

Me: Honey, I'm leaving work early today. Let me pick you up for dinner.

Xiao Li suddenly panicked and said: No… I have something to do tonight.

Me: What? Didn't you say you were free tonight?

Xiao Li: I'm having dinner with Kaka.

Me: Isn't she going to a concert today? Xiao Li

: I misspoke, it's… Carman.

Before hanging up, she repeatedly told me not to go to see her. I know her very well and knew she was lying, so I secretly went to the clinic where she works to wait for her. As expected, a young man about my age was already standing in front of the door. The clinic was rather small; the doctor had left early, leaving only Xiao Li and another nurse. The other nurse had to rush home to take care of her child, so Xiao Li voluntarily stayed behind to tidy up, letting her colleague leave first. Shortly after Xiaoli's colleague left, the man who had been waiting outside entered the clinic. The clinic was located inside a large shopping mall, and I watched him from a distance. After he entered, I turned a corner from the mall and came to a spot where I could see inside the clinic. The clinic's lights were off. Had they left while I was turning around? I slowly walked to the clinic entrance and noticed that the lights were still on inside, which reassured me. However, upon closer reflection, a vague feeling of unease crept in.

Inside the clinic were two rows of chairs, and in front of them were counters for nurses. Behind the counters were two rooms: one for doctors to use during consultations, where patient records were kept, and the other a storage room where Xiaoli and her colleague usually rested and changed clothes. At this moment, neither the chairs nor the counters were occupied. Where were they? I gently pushed the door and found it locked from the inside. Looking in from the outside, I saw the storage room door was open, so I knew the light was on inside and they should be inside. But was Xiao Li really inside? When I arrived, the man was already standing in front of the door, so I didn't approach. I didn't know if Xiao Li was in the clinic, or if she had an appointment with Carman and left early. As I wondered what to do, fifteen minutes passed, my heart pounding. Suddenly, they came out. It was Xiao Li, and she had changed her clothes. They had been in the same room the whole time. How could Xiao Li have changed? Or had she changed before he even entered the clinic after work? But their next move gave me the answer. He put his hand on Xiao Li's shoulder and left intimately. I followed them to the bus stop, and they boarded a bus and left. I knew their destination because I recognized the man—T-boy, whom Xiaoli had met two years ago when she first entered her new middle school (Author's note: Actually, my senior had mistaken him for someone else; this person wasn't T-boy, but someone else entirely. He only learned the truth from me ten years later, but for the sake of narrative continuity, I won't change it for now). We had once had a barbecue at T-boy's house, so I knew his house wasn't far from mine; it was a village house in the mountains. So I took a taxi and went directly to the vicinity of his house, lying in ambush on the slope behind it, monitoring his house from above. T-boy was an only child; his family had always been doing business in mainland China, so he was often alone at home. His house occupied a small plot of land, enclosed by a wire fence, with three rooms of different sizes inside. Upon entering, the room on the left was larger, with three bedrooms; the room on the right was the kitchen; the middle room served as the living and dining room, connected to the bathroom.

After waiting for about half an hour, they returned hand in hand, entered the gate, and began to kiss passionately. This was the first time I had encountered such a situation, and I felt a mixture of anger and sadness. I loved her so much. T led her to the bathroom next to the middle house. I stared at the light in the bathroom from behind the small ramp, my mind blank. After waiting for about five minutes, I decided to climb down the ramp. Although the houses were separated by wire mesh, because they were so close, the sounds inside could be heard clearly. Moreover, the ramp made it harder for people outside to notice me peeping. So I walked to the bathroom, and I could hear the sounds coming from the small window of the exhaust fan. Xiao Li was moaning softly. From the shadows cast by the window, I could tell that T was giving her oral sex. Xiao Li, who usually couldn't express herself well, was actually enjoying it. The next moment broke my heart. T stood up and ordered Xiao Li to suck his penis. Xiao Li's shadow slowly knelt down, and I could only hear T moaning, "Deeper, it feels so good..." After more than ten minutes, T's shadow suddenly sped up its movements, and with a series of thrusts, he pressed Xiao Li's head tightly, ejaculating thousands of semen into her mouth.

T: "Does it taste good?"

Xiao Li: "It tastes good, I want to eat more tonight."

I couldn't believe this person was Xiao Li. Two years ago, I had asked her for it, but she only sucked it a few times before accidentally hitting her throat and then disliking oral sex. Since then, I hadn't forced her. Was this "I want to eat more tonight" Xiao Li the same Xiao Li? I didn't think much of it at the time, because nothing is more devastating than a broken heart. I was heartbroken and quietly left, spending the whole night lost in thought. At dawn, I sent Xiaoli a message, "Let's break up," then took a day off from work and fell asleep.

I was probably too tired, because I slept until 2 PM. Xiaoli sent me over thirty messages and called me over a hundred times. I had just gotten up when she called again.

Xiaoli cried, "What happened? Where are you? Can I see you?"

I replied, "At home. You don't need to come. I don't want to see you."

Xiaoli said, "I'm right outside your door."

I said, "Go away. I don't want to see you."

Xiaoli said, "If you don't open the door, I'll just stand here."

After several minutes of this, I finally opened the door. She put her arm around me, but I pushed her away and went back to my room. She followed me in and sat next to me, repeatedly asking why I wanted to break up.

I said, "I saw everything yesterday."

Xiaoli looked at me in alarm: "What did you see?"

Me: You were with T-boy, is his name T-boy?

Xiao Li: It's not what you think.

Me: I went to his house on the mountain and saw you two go into the toilet together. How else do you want to explain that?

Xiao Li: I'm sorry, but I still only love you. Can you forgive me? It really isn't what you think.

Me: Okay, then I'll see for myself what's going on between you two. Give me your phone.

Xiaoli: No, can you forgive me? I really can't live without you.

Me: If you won't give me your phone, then let's just call it quits.

Xiaoli: Can I explain?

I snapped at her: I don't want to hear it, I want to see for myself.

I snatched the phone from her hand, and she didn't dare to resist at all, just kept begging for mercy, kept saying not to look. I didn't want to pay attention to her; at that moment, I really didn't want to see her, so I took her phone and went into the bathroom. Back then, it was the MSN era; there were no messaging apps, only paid text messages. Because it was paid, people didn't usually text, so Xiaoli's phone only had a little over a hundred text messages. In just five minutes, I realized Xiaoli was quite something. She was having sexually suggestive conversations with four people simultaneously, and they were clearly connected. Their names were "New 1," "New 2," "New 3," and "New 4." I guess "New" represents their former school, "New X Academy." "T-boy" was probably "New 1," whose content was relatively normal, but the others were definitely suspicious. One of the conversations was sent from "New 4." New

4: The photos are on this Yahoo account, go see for yourself. Come over to my place tonight, I'll take more pictures with Bone.

Xiaoli: Tonight isn't possible, I have to be with my boyfriend. How about tomorrow night? The day after tomorrow is a holiday, we can stay up a little later.

New 4: I can't tomorrow night, how about the night after? I miss you so much, send me some photos to masturbate first.

Xiaoli: You guys already have so many, I'm not sending any more.

New 4: You're dead the night after tomorrow...

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