Amanda leaned on my shoulder, suddenly said, “Why are all men hardhearted? You are hardhearted, so is he. Is there only sex on your mind? Sometimes I'd like to rip out your heads and hearts to see if they're full of sperm!"
I did not know who Amanda was talking about, but it seemed that Amanda had loved him even if she was coquet. I quietly listened to her.
"I have been with him for eight years, from the age of eighteen to twenty-six. I spent best years of my life with him, gave all my first time to him, but why is he still not satisfied and hung out with other women? Am I not as good as them?"
Amanda looked up at me, with tears on face, waiting for my answer. But I did not understand their situation, I cannot rushed to answer, but had to cough, and said embarrassedly, “In fact, if you are good enough, the women outside cannot be compared with you.”
"Am I good enough?" Amanda looked at me with a sad face.
I took a deep breath and said earnestly, “Yes!"
"Then why do you think he's still hanging out with women!"
"Well..." I did not speak for a moment, but I really can't understand why the man messed up with other women with a beauty around.
"Are you men cheap?" Amanda gave a sharp pinch to the soft flesh around my waist. It made me cry out in pain.
"No...Amanda, you can't complain to me!" I was dissatisfied with her behavior, because she struck so hard that I knew without looking that my waist must be a lump.
"I will complain to you! You are bad too!" Amanda pinched me harder.
Well, I just shut up and let her vent. Luckily, she vented for a while and then stopped.
"Every year on my birthday, he would carefully prepare a candlelight dinner for me. In my eighteenth birthday, he confessed his love to me, took out nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine papercranes, and scattered in front of me. It suddenly touched me, and I agreed to have a relationship with him. Later it proved that I was right, he was tender with me, accompanied me to college for four years, I never took a textbook to a class with his help. Then we live together, and I never touched daily necessities, I always thought that he would be so gentle in my rest life. But then everything changed!"
"Justin, can you say something sweet to me? Let me get a little of him back in you!" Amanda suddenly looked up at me, with expectation in eyes.
"Sorry, I can't." I helplessly spread out hands. If I agreed with her request, I was afraid she would get deeper in that relationship. I said to Amanda, “Let it go. There are many good men in this world waiting for you! There will always be a man kind to you all his life. You can't beat all the men to death just because a man betrayed you. He betrayed you because he had a bad eye. You are a good woman, different from those bitches.”
"Do you really think so?" Amanda was surprised to listen to my words.
"Yes, you are thirty, but you are now a manager. If my guess is right, you have shares of the company, which an ordinary woman cannot do that. Although you did something to me...Uh...strange things. And now I know, you just haven't forgotten the man. What is undeniable is that the person truly loved you, otherwise he can't so good to you. Later you broke up, the only explanation is that he has changed, everyone will change. You don't have to think of man every day. There were a lot of good men in this world, like me!"
"You? Forget it. Don’t you know what you are?" Amanda burst into a laugh. Obviously she had a better mood.
"What's wrong with me? I am an excellent young man in the new era. I said Amanda with dissatisfaction in shameless tone. But I was to make her happy.
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