"I hesitated for a long time to tell this story, it was an unforgettable emotional experience, and I played a humble clown in the love story. The opening of the story

"I hesitated for a long time to tell this story, it was an unforgettable emotional experience, and I played a humble clown in the love story.

The beginning of the story is always very sweet, he slowly tempted me, greeted me warmly, the love words came out of his mouth like honey, fascinated my heart, and finally, did not see him confess to me, he directly took my hand, at that time, I was completely ignorant, but with his previous preparation, I only felt happiness, but I did not know that this was the beginning of the nightmare.

It didn't take long for me to fall into the trap of love and be possessed by him, at first I was reluctant to do it, but I couldn't stand his sweet words and petite attacks, I think since we are already lovers, let him go, and then my body and soul will follow him.

I don't know when I felt that he had become cold, how enthusiastic he had been to me before, how cold he was now, until he proposed to me to break up, and I naively thought that I had done something wrong, so I tried my best to please him and pray that he would change his mind.

During that time, late at night, I washed my face with tears, called him and I cried and said, 'Baby, don't cry, you'll meet someone better.' I cried even harder, 'I want you, I want to be with you, don't break up!' Whoops, you can do whatever you want me to do. ’

He didn't break up with me, he fished me, but he began to let me do some excessive things, undress in the video, learn dog barking, I didn't want to, he took the opportunity to break up with me, the two words of breakup seemed to have magic, I heard it and was scared, crying and saying don't break up, I do what I do.

I was completely reduced to his slave, but I never expected that he actually let me sleep with his brother, this time I seemed to wake up, I insisted on not willing, he became the first to chase me, so passionate and love me, so I was disarmed by him again, I agreed to his request.

That night, he, his brother, me, the three of us were in the same room, and I was being toyed with by them like a doll.

When I lost everything, I saw that he was still dead, I was completely desperate, I accumulated courage for a long time, and finally I told him to break up, and then deleted all his contact information.

But even then, I would have fantasized that he would come back to me, but no, in his eyes I was just a dispensable plaything.

That experience was like a thorn in my heart, no matter how long it had been, as long as I thought about it, I couldn't bear to die.

I've never told this story to anyone, but I really can't stand the torture of a person's silent remorse, and I hope someone can comfort me and tell me it's not your fault. It's like doing something wrong and being forgiven by someone else, it's always better.

Sisters, beware of men. "#渣男 #