On National Day, My Roommate at Notre Dame Gave Away My Train Ticket.

My boyfriend and I made an appointment to meet during the National Day, but on that day I found that my train ticket had been refunded. I didn't find out until I returned to the dormitory. It was my roommate who used my phone to refund the money so that another classmate could not get a ticket and go home. I questioned her. But my roommate said confidently: "My family member is sick and needs to go back to take care of me. It's not like your boyfriend is going to die. I'll go find him next time." Unexpectedly, my roommate's words came true. My boyfriend went back to the company to work overtime because I didn't go to see him. A fire broke out in the building and her boyfriend was burned to death at his workstation. I was devastated. When I finally got out. My roommate said he would take me to relax, but instead he took me on a blind date in the countryside. It turns out that there was a guy from the countryside who was looking for a partner online, and his roommate thought I was suitable and wanted me to marry him. I thought it was ridiculous and wanted to leave, but I was imprisoned in the basement by the gangsters from the countryside. I was later rescued, but it left an indelible psychological shadow. Ended in depression. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my roommate took my mobile phone to refund the ticket.