Heart-Wrenching Love Story
“Don’t talk to me about love, you make me sick.” Wudi, carrying his schoolbag, pushed him hard and shouted loudly before running away, leaving him far behind.
He staggered from the push, nearly falling, his handsome face flushed red. But he didn’t chase after him. He knew his bold confession had scared Wudi, and from then on, they couldn’t even be friends. How sad and frightening that was.
His name was Xiaoyong, a quiet and reserved boy who didn’t like talking to girls. He said women were all fierce, like his mother, his teacher, and the girl next door. Since childhood, he had had enough of being bullied by women, and he thought that he’d rather like men than marry a shrew.
At that time, Wudi had just been assigned to sit next to him. Wudi was average-looking, but he spoke softly and gently, even more so than a girl. Because of his personality, both the boys and girls in the class loved to bully him and tease him for fun.
Xiaoyong couldn’t stand it. Whoever dared to bully Wudi, he would fight with them. Over time, he became Wudi’s protector, and they became inseparable friends.
As high school graduation approached, Xiaoyong became restless. Several times he wanted to confess his feelings to Wudi but didn’t dare. As the graduation day drew nearer, Xiaoyong finally mustered the courage. But Wudi reacted as he did at the beginning.
Xiaoyong was deeply unsettled by this. He couldn’t face Wudi and dropped out before graduation.
Three years passed. When they met again, it was in the bar where Xiaoyong worked. He was a bartender, earning a decent income. Wudi appeared at midnight, stumbling drunk, ordering a whole bottle of strong liquor and drinking it in a corner.
Xiaoyong knew he must have been hurt. He took a bottle of wine and walked over. Wudi didn’t recognize him and pulled him to drink and vent his sorrows. Tears and liquor mingled on his face, looking like scars.
Xiaoyong gently touched his face. By then, Wudi had already passed out on the sofa, repeatedly calling out a girl’s name, each call piercing Xiaoyong’s heart like a knife. A tear unintentionally slipped down Xiaoyong’s face. He carried the unconscious Wudi home.
A few days later, Xiaoyong met the girl whose name Wudi had called. She was beautiful and flamboyant, liked to change boyfriends, and dressed coolly, trendy, and sexy. But Xiaoyong felt nothing for her. He approached her only for one person, the man he loved deeply.
Xiaoyong invited her to his rented house and quickly stripped off his clothes. She was furious, “What are you doing?”
Xiaoyong smiled lewdly, “Don’t you know?”
He pounced on her, grabbed her hand, took her phone, pressed a few buttons, and threw it aside.
The girl struggled desperately, shouting for help. Xiaoyong didn’t cover her mouth, letting her scream.
Soon there was a loud banging on the door. Wudi burst in with the police. Dozens of guns were pointed at Xiaoyong’s head. He wasn’t afraid but worriedly looked at Wudi. Wudi tightly held the terrified girl, comforting her. She threw herself into his arms completely.
Seeing this, Xiaoyong smiled bitterly and sadly. He was roughly taken away by the police and sentenced to prison for attempted assault.
In prison, he often woke up at midnight, asking himself, was this love worth it? Wudi didn’t even recognize him from beginning to end. But his final answer was yes, because of love.
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