The woman couldn't help but wonder, "Why do you envy his girlfriend? Shouldn't you envy him? Finding a girlfriend and dating in college is such a wonderful thing."
If you want that too, why not? After all, you're both the same kind of people. Finding a girlfriend isn't that difficult if you want one. Why envy him instead of striving to be happier than him? I've never really understood this.
The man laughed, “I envy his girlfriend, not for any other reason than that I feel that the way he treats her is something I could never hope for in my entire life, no matter how good I am to him.”
I even used my entire month's living expenses to buy him a game console, but he didn't appreciate it. He thought it was precious, that it was only right and proper.
But I earn money very slowly, so why should I be expected to do all this? If his girlfriend hasn't done anything for him, why should he treat her so well? Is it simply because he thinks his girlfriend is a woman and I am a man?
Shouldn't men be good to their brothers but good to their girlfriends? Just because of my gender, am I not worthy of those kinds of treatment?
Every time I saw him preparing expensive gifts for his girlfriend, I felt incredibly envious and jealous. I wondered why he couldn't prepare something for me too. And that period happened to coincide with my birthday, which many people had forgotten.
Only my parents called me. I really hoped that my good friend would remember my birthday, after all, I had done so much for him. I wondered if I could receive a gift from him on my birthday too. But I didn't expect that he didn't even go to school that day.
It seems he went out with his girlfriend. I waited for him at school for a long time that day, but he never came. I didn't know what to say, but I always felt that he might have gone out to prepare a surprise for me. I still had some illusions about him, but I knew that these illusions were extremely unrealistic.
But once someone has fantasies, no one can tell them that they are all fake. That day, I didn't know until one or two in the morning that he wouldn't come back, wouldn't prepare a gift for me, and wouldn't say anything like "Happy Birthday."
When I got back, I found a box he had left in my dorm. When I opened it, I thought it was a birthday present for me. I was so happy before I opened it. I thought he was really thoughtful, even though he was away all night, he still prepared a gift for me.
I thought it was too precious, but I never expected that when I opened the box, it would contain a sweater that he had knitted for his girlfriend. Can you imagine that?
I simply cannot accept that a grown man, a man who is eight feet tall, would actually do needlework for his girlfriend and even knit her a sweater.
I was thinking, he's clearly such a chauvinistic man, and he keeps telling me what kind of things he can do, and what kind of things he thinks are particularly effeminate.
Doesn't he think this is too womanly? But he's still willing to do it for his girlfriend. He's so crazy about her, just like how seriously I treat him.
One night, he had a high fever and was feeling very unwell. I went out in the pouring rain to buy him medicine. I was soaked to the bone, and afterwards I found myself shivering all over. But I was willing to do it for him. I think this kind of thing is normal.
After all, he's my good friend, so I should give him something in return. But I never expected him to be so heartless and so disheartening. I could have given him everything I wanted, but in that instant, I felt it wasn't necessary.
Since he can do anything unreasonable for his girlfriend, but he never cares about me and treats me as just an ordinary friend to him, why should I bother him and give so much to him?
So for a long time afterward, we didn't speak a word to each other. Although I knew this shouldn't have happened, I am a very tolerant person, and I was afraid that even if he made a big mistake, I could still forgive him.
But that time I really didn't want to keep putting up with him anymore, so even though I ignored him for a while, I would still think about him unconsciously. I don't know why I care so much about an ordinary friend. Maybe it's because I haven't had many friends since I was a child.
I have a very withdrawn personality, and when I was little, many people laughed at me, saying that I had something wrong with my brain because I didn't like talking to others, and every time I did talk to someone, I didn't know what to say, so they thought I was strange. Because I wasn't sociable, they thought I was a bad person.
But I always felt that what I did was normal. Everyone has different choices. Why? Because my choices displeased them, so they slandered me. I never understood. But since then, I've realized that some people are just really bad. They are bad to the core.
People like that shouldn't live in this world, which is why I had this thought. At the time, I wondered if I was being too malicious, if it was really that bad. But after thinking about it, I realized that it's not so bad after all.
Maybe by doing this, I can gain better emotional connections. Actually, I've always felt that friendships are too boring. We just stay together every day and play around, which isn't very interesting.
But after I met him, I found that this kind of life was actually quite good. I was very happy and joyful. But after a while, I realized that I was not suited to living in this atmosphere at all.
Because I was always the kind of strange kid who was the least popular among my friends when I was little, nobody liked me. I just never imagined that the person I gave so much to would also leave me. I really can't imagine it, I really can't understand why I put in so much effort, but what I got was always unsatisfactory.
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