I don't really like to point fingers, but I know a lot of people who are extremely fond of blaming people.

I don't think it's a good habit for me to be like that, and I don't think it's a good habit for others to be like that.

But I stick to my habits.

Writing about so much resentment and anger makes me feel like I don't feel like myself.

Actually, it's just helplessness, the strength of the enemy, and the involuntary fear of being counted by them.

Quite simply, I'm giving reasons, and the purpose of giving reasons is to explain why I have to fight when I'm being forced.

I don't like Wu Qiang.

There's no way I'm going to get anything out of him.

This was made abundantly clear more than a decade ago.

The time when I knew this very well was probably back to a class when Inke sat in front of me, and during the recess, Wu Qiang stood in the doorway, clearly motioning for me to go out with him.

Inke looked back at me and said, "Your boyfriend is waiting for you." ”

I felt a shame at that moment, a shame indeed.

At that moment, the thought that occurred to me was: if I could prove that I had nothing to do with him, I would be willing to pay any price.

That kind of shame is better than any exam I failed, or the ridicule of my classmates, or the blame of my teacher.

The contrast is so stark, in contrast, Hook is elegant, gentle, funny, and cute.

As for Wu Qiang, I really don't want to say anything more.

Well, don't persuade me, what men can't look at this.

But temperament, cultivation, and quality cannot be changed.

I know very well that even if Wu Qiang really achieves a career one day, or is well-dressed, the shame of being with him will definitely not be reduced by half a point.

It was a kind of sadness, despair, and even, I didn't want to judge anything, but it seemed that they forced me to repeatedly indoctrinate me with something that was contrary to reality, and I was helpless.

Don't tell me what I should do, I really tried my best.

Even during that brief experience, which was called a relationship, I went through a very difficult period of restraint and tolerance.

At that time, a lot of times, when I was with him, I was very entangled.

It didn't take long from the moment it started for that feeling to begin.

It's a feeling of shame.

That feeling told me that my life was a failure with him, and there was nothing worse than that feeling.

At that time, my heart was fighting repeatedly, and it was almost full of the whole short and helpless process called love.

For a moment my heart told me: he was so disgusting, ugly, bad, arrogant, unreasonable, rude, and being with him made me feel that there was no hope in my whole life, what am I doing, what do I want myself to be, what is my life?

Why is this happening?

After a while, my heart told me again: I shouldn't think of him like that, at least it's still in the relationship, no matter what, everyone knows that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, and I should at least accept him in my heart.

And he is also saying that he is not born with a good condition, and if I show disgust, won't I become the kind of person who discriminates and prejudices?

However, I am also weighing repeatedly: even if Wu Qiang really mixes well, has status, money, and lives a comfortable life, he buys things that others can't afford.

As long as there is a normal person standing next to him who is dragged out of any Internet café, even if he is wearing a ten-yuan dress and tattered jeans on the stall, his hair will not be washed for a month.

I still feel that it is a shame to stand with Wu Qiang, and it is better to change people casually.

Well, the above is a judgment made on the premise of a choice.

Then another premise is a question of whether to choose.

I'm really fed up and I don't want to have anything to connect with him.

In that short period of time, the people around me also made fun of me, but it was really not a pleasant experience, and that persistence almost used up all my patience and sympathy and overdrew all tolerance.

The pent-up anger and repression, the unspeakable sadness, is really quite painful.

During that time, I not only suffered academic disappointment, and my classmates inexplicably blamed me in various things, but I also had to endure the shame of associating his name with me.

Really, I don't think there's anything more desperate and angry than that, even if someone is really a chicken, even if someone is morally corrupt, even if there is really someone who is idiotic and trash.

Yes, if you say so, immediately a group of people will stand up and accuse you.

I can't wait to find out what little things are wrong with your yawn to prove it, in fact, what you think is not the public's idea, you are a special case, you think so abnormally, you think so is different.

Then, all kinds of proofs, in fact, can be related to all the virtues you can imagine in the world, and they can have Wu Qiang to do with it.

While you marvel at how judgments are so judgmental, you feel that any explanations and justifications you make are in vain in front of them.

It is unimaginable to be with Wu Qiang, if one day it really has to be like this, I am willing to fight with my life and blood, and I will never hesitate to fight all the strength that my life gives me, even if I sacrifice my life, even if I sacrifice the lives of those who framed me for him, I will never suffer that feeling of humiliation that is more painful than death.

In my life, I would never allow such a person to stand by my side in a very intimate capacity.

If it has to be so, then it is an invasion of my life, and I have more than enough reason to fight back and fight.