First-person narration. A short story written on a whim to unwind. I expect to post the whole thing at once in late August.
As a straight woman, and a straight woman with lofty ambitions, Luo Li opposes homosexuality on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, opposes heterosexuality on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and drinks herbal medicine on Sundays to balance her constitution.
Luo Li's dream is simple: to become the Wolf of Wall Street, some sort of elite, the kind of person who holds a glass of red wine while driving a Mercedes.
For this dream, she studies hard in college and gets along with everyone. The library is her home, and maintaining peace in the lecture halls is everyone's responsibility. She's a pillar of society and a talent for her country.
She thought college would be smooth sailing, until she met that woman.
She was nothing more than an ordinary PhD in mathematics. Nothing more than a PhD in mathematics from one of the country's top programs.
Nothing more than an upperclasswoman she met through a little connection between their elders.
Nothing more than a lopsided student with low emotional intelligence and high IQ.
Nothing more than an ordinary friend she'd made polite conversation with a few times.
Nothing more than a friend she'd studied, strolled, and traveled with.
Nothing more than someone who was inseparable from her, exchanged rings with her, and heard her say, "I'm afraid of losing you."
Now let's try a simple math problem.
Given:
1. Luo Li is a woman whose mind is full of plans to build a business empire. Su Yuan is a woman whose mind is full of mathematics.
2. Luo Li is a woman who mentions Leo DiCaprio every day. Su Yuan is a woman who spends lavishly on handsome anime characters.
3. Their parents are both respectable. They are both outstanding.
Conclusion:
My friend, you should never find out that I love you.
Reader's guide:
1. First-person diary format, with bittersweet yearning and emotional push and pull.
2. I had a sudden impulse to write a girls' love story. I just felt like it for a moment.
3. Darling, you should never find out that I love you.
4. The author is completely letting loose.
Theme: Women have made her suffer all her life.
