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Oral: I have an ambiguous story with a female netizen of 17 years old.
Xiaoling is my former online dating girlfriend. She is a student in a technical school. Although our story has long since ended, I always feel sorry for this simple girl, because I cheated her on her first night, which is bound to affect her later life. Although my guilt is only an occasional ripple, her loss may last forever. I can only pray for her in my heart. How can an understated "sorry" cover up the ugliness in my heart?

I am surprised to know Xiaoling. She added my QQ first. She said that I was the only screen name that caught her eye by random search: "Love is in my heart". She read the message. My advertising profession is a lecturer, professional philosophy, age 26, graduate student, unmarried, and my signature reads: "You are waiting in my life". I cann't believe she bought it all. I think she must have just learned to play Q. Her level is only one month and her typing speed is extremely slow.

I usually don't add strangers to play Q. Chatting online just tells some things to my classmates or colleagues. It was really strange that day. I clicked OK without looking, and then sent a "romantic and gentle" greeting message. It was her. "Good evening. Love is in my heart. Nice to meet you. Can you chat with me? " Seriously, I was bragging with my classmates, and I was really excited. Besides, I just passed the one-year examination and was transferred to party member, so I was very happy to see her, and my fingertips danced at once.

She said that she was a student. She was only 17 years old that year. She plays in the Internet cafe, and when she is bored in the dormitory on Sunday, she goes out to surf the Internet. She repeatedly asked me about my situation, where I was, and where my home was. I said all the information is true, and I am a local. She said she was glad to know me in this city. Her family is from other places and she is here to study. It's been over two years. After graduating from junior high school, her grades were so poor that her parents sent her directly to a technical school to study fashion design.

At my repeated request, she opened the video. It turned out to be a pure and beautiful girl with a delicate face, short hair and a casual dress. At that moment, I seemed to like her appearance. Maybe I remembered my first love and told her all my thoughts. She smiled sweetly. She said she didn't have a real boyfriend so far, and told many interesting stories about boys chasing her. I listened patiently, but time passed quietly for two hours. She said she was going back. If it were any later, I'm afraid the security guard wouldn't open the school, but she was disappointed and didn't see me. I promised to install a video next time to satisfy her wish.

I can guess Xiaoling's mood that night. She will be very happy. She confided all her secrets to a trusted teacher. Maybe she thinks I'm still qualified to be the netizen she is eager to find. But I lost sleep for no reason that day. I really relived my first love. I hate it when my girlfriend rejects me for no reason. I still don't understand the "inappropriate" written in her breakup letter. Although a wish has been a fatal blow to my happiness, my character has doomed me to never beg for charity from love. I know very well that "it's not sweet to twist a melon", and I don't even think it is necessary to ask what happened in our communication. Remember that I only have disgust in my heart. I have a clear conscience and live up to her. Maybe you really don't understand love when you first fall in love. Women's private words (//sifanghua.cn)

When we chatted again, it was the same time a week later. She seems to know that I am waiting for her, and we will meet. Maybe this is the purpose of surfing the internet. I met her requirements and opened a video with her. She looks really good in a green dress, and it looks like she's wearing light makeup. I praised her for being really beautiful, especially her talking eyes. She said I was handsome, a bit like Leslie Cheung.

I talked with her a lot about social employment pressure, ideals, outlook on life and values, and views on marriage and love. She is as serious as an obedient child. When she is emotional, she nods her head in agreement, as if she must practice life according to my teaching.

We chatted happily for two months, about 10 times. I asked to see her for the first time. In fact, my home is only 50 minutes' drive from school, and I am very familiar with the situation around her school. As long as she said that in that Internet cafe, that computer is surfing the Internet, her mind is almost always on satellite positioning.

She promised to meet us in the street park at 7 o'clock next Sunday evening. She may be nervous, but I am insidious. My heart was seduced by her simplicity. I wanted to possess her from the first meeting, but this feeling became stronger and stronger in the later chat. She didn't realize that the danger was approaching step by step. Maybe this is the trust in the girl's heart. Maybe this is a woman's stupidity, but she is still a student? Only 17 years old, is she an adult?

At 7 o'clock that night, she waited for me in a corner. She arrived first. I recognized her at first sight when I arrived, but she was a little worse than the video and a little shorter. She was only 150CM. First I took her to the hotel for a buffet, and then I opened a room upstairs, saying it was a chat lesbian routine, and the outside environment was too complicated. Besides, it is not appropriate for others to see a man my age with a little girl, so she simply obeyed me.

She doesn't know that my body will react after half an hour when I add the medicine I bought in the sexual health care store to coke. After we sat on the sofa, I continued to praise and encourage her. I'll rap for a while. She has a bad voice and doesn't like singing, but she likes dancing. Actually, I opened a set of * * * myself, and it started well. 10 minutes later, it becomes more and more ridiculous. * * * Turn off the light, there is only * * * picture on the screen, and there is only * * * picture in the room. Her face was red and she began to fidget. She said she would go back. It's already late. Let's talk about it another day. I quickly hugged her, and by this time she was unable to struggle in my arms. I held out my sinful hand.

Later, I asked her to meet, but she refused. Later, I told her that I was married, and I was really sorry about that. She didn't say anything, just said not to contact again. Since then, her picture of Q has been black, and I don't think she will use this number to chat again.

I'm sorry Xiaoling, I'm actually just a self-employed person. I only have a high school education. I lied to you!