When he sent the car over, knowing it was his way of comforting her, she refused it yet there was a tiny sense of happiness in her heart. She thought that after rejecting the car, he would co to coax her himself, but... her nose tingled with the onset of tears. Could she have been wrong? Was she really throwing a tantrum? All she wanted was for him to appease her, to promise he wouldn’t hit her anymore.
Is this what they call incompatible personalities?
Other girls had boyfriends who would comfort them like Huanhuan, like her cousin... why couldn’t she have the sa? Chenxing bit her lips, her emotions surging and ebbing.
She didn’t understand just how much she mattered to him.
She unzipped the duffle bag by her bed, inside there were more than 11 roses, folded from US dollars. Those which were thrown on the floor that day. She picked up each and every one of them. Now they were stored safely inside this big bag, a wholeso bouquet of 11 roses with eternal bloom. Didn’t that an everlasting love?
"Chenxing, what’s wrong?" Her roommate noticed she was alone on the bed, quietly crying and moved to comfort her.
Chenxing shook her head, wiping her eyes and trying to put on a strong front, "I’m fine."
"Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?" The girl, surnad Fang, (Chenxing didn’t know her first na), was very kind-hearted, "Earlier, they were all talking about your boyfriend gifting you a car, and he folded these flowers as well? He’s really romantic, are you two going through a difficult ti?"
Chenxing never liked talking about her personal problems with strangers, so she only humd in acknowledgent. Fang sensed her reluctance and she picked up her laundry basket to do her laundry. Before leaving, she patted Chenxing on the shoulder, "Don’t worry too much, I often have misunderstandings with my boyfriend too. It’s usually trivial stuff, just give him the cold shoulder for a couple of days. Once he apologizes, don’t push him away for too long and find a way to reconcile. That’s how couples get through this."
The pit in Chenxing’s stomach deepened, how could he apologize to her? He had already shut her out completely, the wounds stinging deeply in her heart.
Turning her body around, she rested her head against the wall, tears streaming down her face unchecked.
She busied herself with aimless scrolling on her phone to take her mind off the pain. Checking blogs, WeChat, MAN, Twitter, Stocks, Forex, News; anything that she felt could help kill ti. Even though she earned money on stocks, it didn’t help improve her mood.
The tears that fell from her lovesick eyes flowed quietly;
She poured out her feelings through blog entries, silently laying bare her emotions.
Blog Title - "What Do I Do With This Heart That Has Nowhere to Go?"
[I feel really bad. Yesterday, I did sothing that made him angry, I tried to patch things up, take responsibility, but it only ended up making him more irate, and he hit .
I thought it was normal to be punished physically for doing sothing wrong, but when I woke up this morning, I found out no one else was getting hit for doing similar things. Their boyfriends treated them well. Why are there such great disparities among people?
All I want is for him not to hit in the future. I’m a grown woman, being spanked is embarrassing, did I do sothing wrong? Why is he throwing such a huge tantrum, telling never to call him and never to return to his side again? It feels like he wants to break up. My heart aches so much, what should I do now? I didn’t an any of that! But I can’t stand his violent tendencies either. Do I have to be the one to put my pride aside? I can’t do it!!!]
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