Gay advice (2): If he doesn't love you anymore, he won't be touched no matter what you do for him.
Cousin Quotes: There is nothing new on the love field, betrayal is as old as the hills.
To be honest, if my former bf later no longer pesters me, perhaps I will still be in a lonely afternoon, thinking of his past all kinds of goodness, however, he followed up some follow-up actions, so I am very annoyed. Break up simply, not to mention, choosing to get married was his own decision, I respect his choice, but I don't want to be the one behind him in an undefined, unacknowledged intimate relationship.
Hell, he's cooked, flirting with me secretly, while falling in love with his girlfriend, the best of both worlds scenario.
However, I clearly told him that I love him not so much that I only need his cock, so pester me less in the future.
So, when I accompanied my cousin around Brightmoor, I always get a call from him out of the blue, or the text message that claims his unwillness.
In the beginning, I was very serious and kind to answer. Because I listen to the sophisticated: when rejecting a person, the tone must be kind, the attitude must be firm!
However, that ex bf of mine he misinterpreted what I meant, he thought I still had that little bit of rooting for him.
He thought that by badgering me persistently, he could get me to soften up again.
However, this is a matter of principle, how can I back down!
So, in the end, I listened to his phone call more and more impatient, so that my cousin beside me can feel my heart irritable.
Well, or do a break-up, so I asked him to a place, simply face to face to make things clear, each other do not let each other down too much.
However, the outcome of the meeting still left both sides disappointed. Since the tone has already been set, in fact, only the details remain to be discussed.
It ended in another unhappy breakup, and then he uttered the most shameless classic line in history:
If he does not love you, no matter what you do for him, he will not be touched.
I shrugged: I don't care.
Then, went back, ready to take my cousin to a place for dinner.
Cousin is shooting a basketball in my living room, holy shit, actually using my house as a basketball court.
Cousin swished off to the bathroom, wiped off his sweat, then pulled on a tank top—his dark armpit hair glistening. Waving his hand in a bold manner, he said, "Bro Liang, let's go. My treat today."
In the face of such a cheerful cousin, all my unhappiness vanished in an instant.
We chatted and laughed, feeling light and joyful on our way to the restaurant.
But something unexpected happened: my ex-boyfriend appeared in front of me at an inopportune moment.
I saw him with a dark face, blocking my path.
I told my cousin to go on ahead. I didn't want him to witness the conflict between me and my ex.
"So, you already had someone else, that's why you broke up with me so cleanly," he said.
I was momentarily stunned, then realized he was referring to my cousin. Not wanting to make a scene, I patiently explained, "He's my cousin. Believe it or not."
"Cousin? You sure have a lot of cousins," he sneered.
Because, when I first met him, when I introduced him in front of my friends, I also said that he was my cousin.
Men better not lie!
If have to lie, it should be one that never needs to be covered up.
"Believe it or not!" I pushed him away and was about to leave.
He grabbed my shoulder and, in a low yet frantic voice, shouted out what must be the second biggest joke in history:
"Why did you betray me?"
Then he started pulling and tugging at me.
Just as I was getting annoyed, my cousin suddenly rushed out from somewhere. He gave him a hard shove, followed by a fierce kick, and then a punch that landed solidly on that once handsome face.
In an instant, the pretty boy turned into a bruised mess.
My cousin was about to kick him again, but I quickly stopped him. That kid really looked like he was out for blood.
Seeing that I was holding him back, my cousin said angrily, "Behave yourself! Messing with my big brother is messing with me."
The man got up from the ground, pointed at me, and said, "Li Liang, fine, just you wait." Then he slunk away.
I shrugged, not caring. So I waited, and I've been waiting till now, but he never showed up.
My cousin was famous for liking to fight; I'd heard all about it. But this was the first time he'd fought for me.
My cousin clapped his hands and asked with a smile, "Who was that guy?"
I said, "Someone from business."
Remember, I told another lie.
My cousin asked, "Then why did he talk about betrayal?"
I said, "He claims I stole his girlfriend."
Remember, I lied again.
My cousin laughed and said, "There's nothing new in love. Betrayal is as old as the mountains."
Where did this kid pick up all these philosophical sayings?