induced derailment

Q: What does it feel like to be green?

Anonymous User:

No thanks, because no one invited me.

I never imagined that I would have the opportunity to answer this kind of question. When I read this question last week, I still ate melon with relish. Now I see this sentence again, it is really mixed.

Yes, my boyfriend cheated on me and I got cheated on.

Or greened by a non-existent person I fabricated.

What a fucking irony...

It started with my boredom.

I finished my work yesterday afternoon and spent time alone in the coffee shop.I watched a couple show their affection in front of me for half an hour, but in the end I had nothing to do. I caught a glimpse of the useless grape in my phone and clicked on the dynamic square to see the latest news from my comrades.

In fact, I haven’t touched this app for almost a year. Because I have a boyfriend, and my boyfriend is a very conservative person, so I don’t use it often. Before, I only opened it occasionally because I was just curious or looking for a sense of belonging.

My boyfriend’s cell phone was also hacked by grape. I used to ask him to use a photo as his profile picture. I received more than 30 private messages in an hour. Seeing it made me angry and ordered him not to use it again. My boyfriend doesn’t like it at all. I’m jealous , let alone touch it.

I always thought so until it happened.

This afternoon, I suddenly made a plan, registered a small account, then found my boyfriend's account, and flirted with him.

I learned the standard sentence patterns of those private messages about sex and sent them to him.

Me: hello.

Me: Handsome guy, I follow you.

Me: I've seen your photos in other people's places, and I like them.

Me: People in the same city, maybe we can meet each other!

Me: pure 0, about?

Me: [image]

Me: [image] [image]

Me: Date?

In the end, as I expected, my boyfriend didn't reply, and there was no movement at all. I was secretly happy, and felt more and more that I was really flustered.

Then I didn’t take it seriously, I called him and asked him to pick me up and go home, we had dinner together, took a shower, lay on the bed at night, brushed the grape again, saw a little 0 complaining about my boyfriend cheating, and paid it back once There were about three of them, crying so miserable in the feed, I laughed out loud when I saw it, clicked on the private message, and saw that there was still no reply on the boyfriend's chat page.

I thought, my boyfriend is better.

Because I was in such a good mood, even my boyfriend asked me to pour him a cup of tea. I hummed a little song and poured it for him. I also specially adjusted the water temperature for him. It was neither hot nor cold. good.

I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly, I went back to bed, handed him the water glass, and then picked up the phone to eat a chicken, but before I left the grape page, a small red dot appeared on the private message icon.

My boyfriend replied to me.

A word "he", just such a word.

But it was enough to shock me. The photo I used was a small 0 I saw on Weibo before. What kind of thin waist, buttocks, collarbone, and my body shape are similar, but much better than mine kind of.

So, what does the word boyfriend mean?

Is it "good" or "bad"?

I panicked and subconsciously glanced at him, he was looking at his phone all the time.I thought he was watching stock market quotes and financial news, but I didn't expect that he would still have time to reply to a person who made a date with him.

I posted another one: Single?

My boyfriend moved his finger, as if he was switching the phone page. After 10 seconds, I received his reply: No.

I calmed down a little bit, but I was still not reconciled, so I sent him another message: Try me?

I felt that my boyfriend glanced at me, but he was calmer than I imagined. It was a very ordinary look, without any concealment, and then I felt him typing.

After another 10 seconds, I received three words: How to try?

I was struck by lightning for a moment, really, I don't have any other adjectives.

He was lying in front of me, within reach of my hand, looking up at me, and said "how to try" to a stranger on a dating app.

How did he not change his face?

Are there any priors?

So I began to recall the nine years we have gone through together, and counted down, nothing like this happened once.

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My brain is very confused when I code words, the expression may not be clear, and you may not understand the grape software. Let me explain, it is a large gay social platform in China, which is a bit like a community, or it is specially used for gays. WeChat.

Private messages can be sent to strangers at will.

Flirting is common, as is sex dating.

I say that because when I first played, I also received similar private messages, because the identity information was marked with 0, so the private messages I received were more explicit and more sexually suggestive.

Grape is a virtual community, so gays who are overly depressed in life will let themselves go here. Although there are sex hookups, it does not mean that there is something wrong with the gay group itself. There are also scumbags in heterosexuality. Please don’t What's the bias.

Originally, I wanted to compare my boyfriend and I. We first fell in love at the age of 16, and we are 25 this year. We have always been the only one for each other.

Of course, I don't have the courage to say this now.

I saw someone asking me what happened after last night, but I actually told you that you wouldn't believe it, nothing happened.

I was still sitting there in a daze, my boyfriend put down the phone, put me in his arms, and told me to stop playing with the phone and go to bed early.

Sleeping ghost, who can sleep?But what can I do?I didn't even have the courage to question him, because my whole mind was in a daze, and I didn't dare to ask, for fear of hearing the answer after I finished asking.

I remember that a few days ago, I joked with him, saying that our lives are no longer fresh.

He is really a man of action, and he immediately put it into practice for me.

Just fresh not me.

It's the milk-white little 0 with the upturned fart and thin waist in the picture.

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Comments (159)

It's so annoying to name it: Mental derailment is derailment, and it can't be whitewashed.

Roaming around the world: there are only zero and countless cheating times, don't think about it, divide it.

A lactic acid bacterium: I'll go, Gong is too calm, what a strong psychological quality, you said he didn't steal it before, is it possible?Only the stupid answerer will believe it.

Will the future come? A lactic acid bacterium: Seeing it makes me so angry that Shou is still in the mood to type here. If I had slapped him, I would have slapped him.

A bucket with a small waist? A lactic acid bacterium: The floor master is right, this attack is definitely a habitual offender.

Mulberry allergy: It turns out that the gay circle is so chaotic... dating is so easy.

I can: what about pictures?I want to see the picture, milk white small 0, it is very exciting to hear it.

Don't want to wash your hair today: what's next?What's next?I want to see the tear force!

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I can't do anything all day, and I can't cry even if I want to.

Judging by your comments, they are all persuasive.

But I can't bear it, just treat me as cheap, I really love him, the first love of nine years together, how do you want me to break up?I haven't said a word to him until now.

I just received his WeChat message asking me if I want to eat raw pan fried. He passed by my favorite restaurant and said he wanted to buy some to bring to me.

The tone was as usual, unpredictable.

Send him a message on grape at noon: Is brother there?

It took half an hour for him to reply me: Yes.

I posted again: won't your boyfriend be jealous?

He replied: no.

I sent again: why?

He didn't call me back.

So I posted again: Brother, do you not like your boyfriend anymore?If you don't like it, I can take his place.

He actually returned quite quickly: I like it.

I wanted to cry again, and wanted to scold him even more, but I continued to ask: Liar, do you still flirt with others if you like it?

He didn't reply to me again, probably because he didn't know how to reply.

I held back my tears and asked him: Your boyfriend must be very bad, or you can change me.

After half a minute, he replied to me: he is fine, just a little naughty.

baffling!

Am I still naughty?

I'm about to become a good wife and mother. I cook breakfast every day and clean up every week. I didn't do these things at home, but I did it for him.At most, I just love to act like a baby with him, and I like to pester him a little bit. Which of the other things about me is naughty?

He just doesn't love me anymore, and he still makes so many excuses.

He was coming to pick me up and I was so scared to see him.

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After another night, I really admire myself for being able to last for so long.

When he came to pick me up yesterday, it was raining outside. He parked his car aside, held up an umbrella and stood downstairs in my office waiting for me. I saw his figure through the glass, and I felt like I was back in high school for a moment. when.

If I could go back to the past, I guess I would still fall in love with him, even if I knew there would be such a day in nine years.

When I walked over, he just turned his head, and when he saw me, he stretched out his hand in front of me, and pulled me to his side. When I was about to leave, I grabbed his clothes corner.

He stopped, and I asked him: Do you still love me?

He froze for a moment, then rubbed my head, and said: Idiot, what are you thinking about?

I burst into tears suddenly, and the tears that I had held back for a day and night all burst out. He hurriedly hugged me, and I asked him to go back to the car first. There were colleagues coming and going downstairs.

Back in the car, I buried my head in his chest, crying so hard, he could only pat me on the back and softly coax me, I said: Don’t fall in love with other people, okay, we agreed to last forever.

He said: What are you playing again?

Who is playing with you?If you want to play, you find others to play with you, there are many people on grape to play with you!

After going back, he was so wicked that he wanted to have a cannon with me, and when he got into bed, he pressed me down and wanted to take off my pants, but I kicked him away, he asked me what was wrong, I ignored him, and hugged the pillow and quilt The person went to sleep on the sofa.

The author says:

Note, grape is based on blue, but there is no distance display function, otherwise the story will not be able to unfold~~ The little pit digger is here again hehe