I am a Beijing girl, and my last name is Zhi - the Zhi in wisdom. I won't reveal my full name, so you can just call me Xiaozhi. This is a very rare surname.

I will turn 23 this September. I have a carefree personality and a good temper. I refrain from commenting on my appearance but I stand at 171 cm tall with waist-length hair. My family background is decent and my salary is also good. Currently, I work as the president of an investment company, which is essentially the position of a general manager. This position may sound cool, but it doesn't have any substantial advantages. At the same time, I also run a small company, so I can be considered as a semi-boss. In my spare time, I write and do freelance makeup jobs. In short, I dabble in a little bit of everything as long as it's not illegal or unruly.

Why do I need to mention all of this? Because all of it is related to the first time we had a falling-out.

I graduated from a music college in Beijing, majoring in electronic music recording. However, the work I'm currently doing has nothing to do with my major. The reason is probably because I am lazy. Making music is not as simple as you imagine; it requires tremendous perseverance and intellectual capacity. I feel like I don't possess those qualities.

I started working at the age of 21. I found a connection (I admit it boldly) to enter this investment company, and then I struggled hard to climb up on my own efforts. I spent half a year in Japan within one year, and forced myself to become semi-fluent in Japanese.

I mention this not to seek praise from each and every one of you, but rather to draw a contrast with her.

I graduated with a bachelor's degree, while she graduated as a graduate student from a prestigious overseas university. She studied law, which is a very popular major.

My monthly salary is 60,000 yuan, while she has no income.

Now, do you all understand the purpose behind my long introduction?

I don't mind supporting the lifestyle of the person I like by myself, and I even enjoy this sense of "dependence." However, the situation has developed to such an extent that it is not just because of this small twist.

Let's start by talking about what happened a year ago when she returned from studying abroad.

I didn't know about this matter at first, as I'm not someone who regularly checks my friends' updates on social media. It was not until she met my friend and informed him, that I learned she had already returned.

The sensation of being the first, how exhilarating.

I can vividly remember that gentle and refined girl, who even blushes when uttering a swear word. She was so charming to me. It's rare to find such a girl in this society, even with a high-power microscope, let alone the fact that we are so similar.

I might have been too careless, thinking that she would settle down in the United States. Shortly after she went abroad, she let go of her own little thoughts (I'll explain these later in detail to you all) and tried to get involved with other people. Every time it came to an end, I could clearly feel the indifference and terrifying banality of love. But now, at this moment, my heart started beating rapidly once again for her, whom I hadn't seen in over a year.

I knew that my chance had come.

Vaguely and indistinctly, I always have a feeling that she is the other half of my life.

I mustered up the courage to ask her out for the first time, and we met with a group of girlfriends. If I were to go alone, I would have been too shy to even speak.

I spent two hours doing my makeup. I prepared a pair of circle lenses and poked my eyes until they started turning red before putting them on — I haven't been so serious about dressing up in a long time, I have already forgotten how to put on circle lenses properly. I intentionally bought new false eyelashes, three pairs for over 80 yuan, but I didn't feel any pain when sticking them on. I accidentally burned myself multiple times with the curling iron, and the hairstyle I worked so hard to achieve only lasted for about ten minutes before it collapsed, which made me so angry that I wanted to just give up on it.

At that moment, I felt that I had to face her with the best version of myself.