"My boyfriend sent my private pictures to the roommate group."

It's said that no one can walk out of a boyfriend's phone with a smile.

I used to take this as a joke all the time.

Because my boyfriend is very good to me, maybe because of some love filters, in my eyes, he is sincere and cute.

So even though there was still a large degree of curiosity about his phone, I held back.

But don't want to, most of the simple and sincere love can only live in novels, people's hearts are unpredictable, so many

In 2008, there was only one pair of Liang Zhuhuadie in the world.

In fact, love is not complicated, it is people who dirty it.

We ate at KFC after watching the movie that day.

During this period, I always watched him pursed his lips and smiled at the phone, occasionally typing and not knowing what he was talking about.

I casually asked him what he was doing, and he immediately raised his head in a frenzy, met my eyes and explained unnaturally, "The dorm brothers shared a joke."

Then immediately locked the screen and never looked at the phone again.

His phone screen went off, but my curiosity was lit.

At the moment of fast-food love, a relationship is easy to get, but difficult to maintain.

In fact, sometimes it is not the fear of breaking up, but the fear of being deceived, the fear that his affection will become a clown in the eyes of everyone but he doesn't know it, and he is afraid that he will give his best, but in the end it is his Plan B.

Doubt in the heart began to slowly heat up until it boiled.

I even expected him to be flirting with another girl on the phone, but he still ordered a bunch of my favorite food in front of me.

I reached for his phone while he was lining up for my fries.

Although we do not usually check each other's mobile phones, the mobile phone passwords have always been exchanged.

After opening it, I glanced at it and didn't find anything unusual. There was no warm-hearted greetings from unfamiliar girls, and no ambiguous pink conversations.

When I was feeling ashamed of my own heartlessness, he was @bittened in their dorm group.

I tapped my index finger to open the group, and everything I saw dragged me into a dark abyss.

I am fortunate that I also benefited from my own suspicion, otherwise I would not be able to see his true face, still immersed in my love dream and would not wake up, and continued to be played by him like a baby.

After I clicked into the group, the chat messages in it kept superimposing, and I scrolled up and saw the words he sent.

"I'm telling you, that night with my girlfriend..."

"Wow, cow, you can tell me a little more to give the brothers a lot of insight."

"Nosebleeds, nosebleeds, I won't be able to face your girlfriend in the future, hahaha."

The content of the discussion in the group turned out to be all kinds of intimate behaviors between me and him. He talked about everything that happened to him and me as naturally as drinking water.

Many behaviors and many details were displayed on the screen naked by him, mixed with the wretched ridicule and coaxing of his roommate.

At the moment, the surrounding noisy sounds seem to be muted, and the crowd is full of people, like scenes of silent movies that have been fast-forwarded.

In the blurred background, I looked at him who was standing in line for me not far away, the boy who once made me familiar with An Xin, now became strange and disgusting.

In fact, in love, I have been adhering to this concept.

I think the relationship in love should be like an elastic band, which not only allows two people to lean on tightly, but also has enough resilience so that both parties have room to breathe relative to each other.

Getting along with each other in a relaxed and moderate manner allows two people to grind the contract well without restraining their freedom.

But I never thought that the freedom I left him would be used by him to hurt me.

His words were like a sharp knife, slicing through the clothes that sheltered my body in front of his friends, and shredding the dignity of my heart.

I was like a commodity explained in a supermarket. Under the watchful eyes of a group of officials, I was explained in detail, with no self-respect and no soul.

Sharing is a matter of sharing joy and surprise with others, but sharing has quality and degree of sharing.

Social concepts are becoming more and more open, and both men and women have begun to gradually come into contact with the topic of men and women, but they must discuss it with friends to a limited extent.

Knowing what to say and what not to say, a sense of proportion is especially important here.

Some things can be vaguely mentioned in one stroke, and too much detail will really touch the bottom line of others' self-esteem.

I was taken as his pride, however, as the pride of the captured spoils.

Details can betray everything about a person. He not only made mistakes in love, but also made mistakes in character.

I can't forgive anyone who doesn't respect me, and I will never forgive them.

In love, we all need to be vigilant at all times and weave a protective net for ourselves.

Although it may not be able to defend against all damage, it can expose a lot of unbearable in advance.

When you encounter trust betrayal, you can protect yourself to the maximum extent and withdraw from this designed love trap in time. END