I passed the graduate school entrance exam and got into the lab of the advisor I wanted.
It should have been a good thing.
But after two years of experiments, my advisor said my work was worthless.
Graduation was fast approaching, and I still had no thesis to show for it.
At last, my advisor couldn't take it anymore and privately told me, "Why not ask your senior labmate who's doing experiments abroad for help? If things go on like this, I really won't be able to save you."
To avoid having my graduation delayed, I gritted my teeth and flew abroad to my senior labmate's lab.
There, I ran into my ex-boyfriend, whom I'd "used and abandoned."
When he saw me, his expression shifted slightly. His teeth were clenched even tighter than mine.
"What is it this time?"
I pinched the hem of my clothes and asked awkwardly, "Senior, could you give me some guidance on my thesis?"
"I will. I'll give you co-first authorship."
Theme: May everyone have the courage to choose their own life
