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

"Jin—" Yuqi tugged on Jin's coat as they stopped to take a look at the news being displayed on the electric billboard.

Jin's eyes widened in transfixed horror as the scene of the building's explosion replayed on the board, along with a notice for every citizen to hurry home as the perpetrator could be on the move to another destination. Being outside was dangerous as at that time, and a lot of people were frantically heading home, causing traffic and making the day even more hectic.

"Go-" Yuqi spoke once more, urging a terries Jin to go to National hospital to check if Lijuan was alright.

"Go home Yuqi. Be safe alright" He hugged the girl before wailing down a taxi.

While in the car, Xin received an anonymous call, and he was debating whether to answer it. His phone rang a couple more times before he finally made up his mind to answer.

A deep, croaky voice spoke over the phone.

Part III