SofarLunar

"I endured this pain day after day, drowned in the ocean of tears that weren't allowed to leave my eyes. I held on for long, but they didn't love to see that, they stepped upon my head, content to watch me drown in the emotional mess they caused."

Seven relationships and all were doomed from the start. The same issues and the same outcome, all the girls he loved left him, cheated on him, stabbed him in the back. 

Was he hexed? Was he really the problem? Why did they never last? Chang Wu didn't know. All he knew was that, they were breaking his heart to smaller pieces every time they walked out of his life because he couldn't 'afford' them. 
 
He'd tried everything to the extent everyone called him a simp for women who wouldn't even do half of what he'd done for them. 'Why were all middle class women the same?' Why hadn't he met one that wouldn't push the burden of financial responsibilities on his shoulders. The more he thought of it, the more he bore hate, until he decided to give up on them, and aim for something higher. 


Dating a rich woman was his next step. As impossible as it sounded and difficult to achieve, he thought the woman on the magazine cover that caught his attention would actually love him, not because of money because she already had that. There were problems, he had to live falsely to catch her eye and watch out for potential threats to avoid the truth from getting exposed, but how long would he pretend to be the opposite of what he truly was? How long would he lie? How long would he continue to live in fear? And most importantly, how would he put an end to the facade without getting his dream woman hurt?

Why I hate Middle Class Women

"Tell her the truth Jin, What are you waiting for? Tell her... Tell everyone!"

Tension grew in Jin's face and limbs. His breaths in gasps and his heart is hammering inside my chest. All his fears are tumbling out unchecked by his brain, he's in some kind of mental free-fall, unable to analyze things or assess risk.

Everyone looked at him, whispers dominating the atmosphere. Soon, silence took over, but the hard stares didn't stop.

Jin's roar filled the hall, and the serenity of silence surrendered to the loud scream.

"Stay away from us!" He commanded, pulling out a knife from his pocket "None of you... none of you should come any close!"

Despite the ambient temperature, his skin is icy, all blood diverted to core organs. He noticed his feet and hands tremble, his legs twitched. Sweat trickles down his neck. He gripped Lijuan tightly; the knife edging to her neck as he moved back, more and more terrified.

Chapter 25: Dead end