Chapter 51
I am so sad.
I called my bestie out that night and we talked all night long. At that moment, I felt like I had mistaken vinegar for ink and written all my life's sourness on paper.
We both reviewed the chat history, reading it bit by bit.
Now it seems that I was too naive. It turns out that he had hinted at it.
For example, when I shared some nice videos with him, he asked me to find a boyfriend.
For example, I shared with him an article I saw on Zhihu about marrying someone you don’t love, and he said that marriage is an adult matter and not suitable for children.
It turns out that he had hinted at rejection, but I ignored it.
I've been sitting in the office all morning feeling down, thinking a lot. Looking back, I feel like I was a bit too shameless. I'm so sad that cabbage doesn't belong to Page.
But no matter how sad I am, I can no longer pretend not to understand other people's hints.
I wanted to delete his WeChat, but I couldn't bear to do it. So I put him on the blacklist, but then I felt that I was going too far.
I asked the military advisor what to do, and he said that at this point, it would be better to give a decent blessing.
I deleted, revised, and wrote a blessing text of less than 300 words, but I hesitated for a long time.
My military advisor told me to post it directly, but I’m so sad. My birthday is in a few days, but I’m sad about it now.
I finally sent it, but he thought I was joking, which made me even sadder.
I didn't reply. In fact, as long as I didn't reply and didn't take the initiative to contact him, it was equivalent to losing contact, because he would never take the initiative to contact me.
This is the first time I haven't read his message yet.
After sending the message at noon, I was extremely exhausted the whole afternoon, so I skipped work and went to HL City with two colleagues to eat and drink.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, he sent another message.
I saw it, but still didn't want to go back.
I think I understand now. He has no feelings for me at all. Forcing me will only make me more exhausted and be a waste of time.
After my colleague went back, I invited my best friend to RT-Mart again.
My best friend didn’t understand why he didn’t like it, and I tactfully gave up, but then he asked to meet up again.
I smiled bitterly, "Maybe he thought I was being naughty again."
My best friend was very shocked.
"So you've given up now?"
"It's been three months since September. I asked him out once before we broke up the first time, and once when we got back in touch the second time. This is the third time. He refused all three times, and it would be rude to keep pestering him. I've given up."
"Don't miss me anymore?"
I thought about it and was still a little worried. After all, nothing can happen that fast.
"Go and see him. Maybe he'll die in the light, and then you won't miss him anymore after seeing him in person."
It seems to make some sense.
"It's a deal."
I eventually replied, but it was better not to, because after I replied, he sent me this: "I don't know what to say to you when we meet, except to tell you to sober up. It's quite awkward."
My defense was instantly broken. I wonder if he was thinking: I knew it.
That's why he can be so high-profile.
I wish you all the best. If you reply again, I will be a pig.
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