An online love affair that started in a game lasted throughout my ignorant youth. We met in junior high school. He took the initiative to approach me and was gentle and affectionate. I thought I had met someone who cared deeply for me. But not long after we fell in love, he suddenly lost contact with me coldly and violently, and then turned around and openly had an affair with others, leaving me alone to digest the embarrassment. I tried to pull away and immerse myself in my studies, but he turned back again and again, pulling me into an intermittent pull.
I repeatedly tried and relented, and watched him fall in love with others and change countless partners, but he always appeared again when I decided to say goodbye. I didn't know that he actually had a girlfriend, and their frequent chatting indirectly led to their breakup. I knitted a scarf for him stitch by stitch, making my promise with great expectations, only to be met with a silent disconnection again. Later he said he wanted to join the army and asked me if I wanted to wait. I agreed with my last glimmer of hope, but what I was waiting for was repeated loss of contact and endless disappointment.
It wasn't until I was completely heartbroken that I realized that in this entanglement that spanned several years, he had never loved me. He has always loved only himself. And all my affection and waiting are nothing but empty joy on the other end of the network cable that no one responds to.
Purpose: Stay away from the scumbag, and even if you fall in love again, you must first love yourself