Zhihu Select

My boyfriend went bankrupt and wants to break up with me. I don’t agree. He said, "Well, are you brave enough to get married to me?"

Do you believe in love at first sight? The moment I first met Mingyuan, I had that feeling. I cautiously accommodated him, maintaining his pride with my humility—warm yet hypocritical, like the fake flowers welcoming guests at a restaurant’s entrance. Until one day, I was utterly exhausted and chose to give up. I encountered another person during a time of chaos in my life. "So I showed up." To be honest, he awakened my desires. He saw through my games with words, understanding that I was greedy, selfish, and prone to avoidance, yet he still held my hand tightly, as he always did. I received a constant stream of messages from Mingyuan, but they no longer mattered to me. I should be someone with a strong capacity to endure and process my emotions. During the time I was Mingyuan's girlfriend, I tried my best to dissolve negative feelings within myself—without confiding or disturbing anyone. I once tried to act cute, hoping he would comfort me, thinking that just a few kind words would suffice. But he looked at me with great difficulty, saying, "I really don’t know how to comfort you. The ways of comforting girls are just tricks of scumbags; I don’t want to be like them." At that moment, I thought to myself that it was normal for a straight guy not to know how to comfort someone, and I could slowly teach him. The boy I liked would love me in his own way. The blindness of love made me completely overlook the obvious logical error in that statement. Until this moment. Last night, late at night around midnight, sharp pain in my lower abdomen jolted me awake from a rather unsettled sleep, shocking my nerves. Menstrual cramps. I was breaking into a cold sweat, curling up in bed in the hot summer, tightly closing my eyes, hoping that if I just held on, it would pass. The endless pain dulled my reason; this time, the intensity of the cramps seemed more severe than ever before. I struggled to get out of bed and, to avoid waking my roommate, stumbled around in the dark searching for ibuprofen. It should be fine now. I comforted myself with that thought. But the pain didn’t subside with the medication; in fact, I felt a churn in my stomach. In a hazy moment, I remembered the doctor's advice: it’s best not to take ibuprofen on an empty stomach and to take it half an hour before cramps start... The sound of me vomiting in the bathroom woke my roommate. She turned on the light, just as I was stepping out. She was startled by my state and nearly called for an ambulance, "Oh my God, your lips are so pale." She poured me a cup of hot water and waited with me until the pain slowly faded. When I woke up the next day, I momentarily felt as if I had been reborn. I hesitated for a long time, holding my phone, but I still wanted to tell Mingyuan about it. He was very busy with work and didn’t like being disturbed, so I didn’t dare call him and chose to send a message instead. I was really feeling a bit unwell, wanting some comfort, even just from Chatime. As dusk approached, he finally replied. "What should we do?" "Go to the hospital." When I saw the message, my emotions were somewhat flat. At that time, there were a thousand kilometers between us, and I knew that distance made care seem pale and powerless. As a modern, independent woman, I also shouldn’t be that fragile. But he, it seemed, had never cared. He had never comforted me or offered much consolation. All of this, I had never taught him. By sheer chance, I scrolled back through our chat history. The time had always...

That night at the graduation farewell dinner, he had his new girlfriend, the campus beauty, in his arms while everyone around was teasing him to introduce me, his childhood sweetheart, to someone. He glanced over at me sitting in the corner and said to his group of friends, "This silly big girl has a face that looks like someone owes her money. Who would want her?" I shrank back into the shadows, afraid that others would see the tears I was suppressing. An ugly girl doesn't have the right to cry; that was the first lesson I learned when I became his childhood sweetheart.

I woke up in the middle of the night and felt someone next to me. In the moonlight, the man dressed lightly appeared in my bed again.

Here's the translation of your text into English: "My stepson's son and I secretly had a romantic relationship for a while. It ended in a particularly ugly way. Later, when he was drunk, he cornered me in the bathroom and said, 'I’m just someone who loves being tortured; we’re meant to torment each other until we grow old. What are you going to do about it?'"

Here's the translation into English: "Participating in a variety show, my partner is a popular male star. During the escape room segment, I pretended to be scared and dove into his arms seeking protection. He snorted coldly and pushed me away: 'What are you pretending to be a weak woman for? You usually watch horror movies while eating, right?' I continued to lean into his arms: 'We're this familiar already, you don’t have to act like you're not interested in women. Just hold me tight; this is my new character setting.' 'Ex-girlfriend,' he suddenly stopped resisting, tightening his grip around my waist, 'are you trying to flirt with me?'"

Here's the translated text in English: --- My best friend’s younger brother is such a cocky guy. The first time we met, I accidentally walked in on him getting out of the bath, and he just tossed a shirt over my head. My friend tried to ease the situation: “This is my sister's beautiful friend, isn’t she pretty?” He shot me a cold glance and said sharply, “Really ugly.” Hmph, just a cocky guy, right? I’ll show you, big sister can handle this! After a period of caring for him with all my heart and little details… I gave up. He remained as arrogant as ever, even refusing to call me “sister.” Just two days after I gave up, he sent me a message for the first time— Cocky guy: Is this a case of pursuing by pretending to let go? Cocky guy: Sister. 1 I went to my friend’s house to drop off something and unexpectedly bumped into a handsome guy just getting out of the bath. He was tall and had long legs, with visible muscles, and the little fabric he had was barely covering essential parts. Before I could take a good look, I was covered by a shirt. My view was blocked, and only then did I realize what happened, unable to help but scream. My friend came out upon hearing the commotion. I pointed at the handsome guy, now wrapped in a towel: “Who is that?” My friend: “My brother.” Me: ?? Wait a minute, I remembered her brother as a short, dark kid! My friend turned to the handsome guy, trying to ease the awkwardness: “This is my sister’s beautiful friend, isn’t she pretty?” He coldly looked at me: “Really ugly.” After saying that, he turned and went inside. Me: … Wow, turns out he’s a cocky guy! Me: “How old is he?” My friend looked apologetic: “My brother… is twenty, and he went through his rebellious phase pretty late.” I stared at my friend and squinted: “As long as he’s of age.” My friend had a knowing smile and immediately sent me her brother's WhatsApp: “Help me put him in his place.” 2 The cocky guy's name is Mu Wang, he’s in his junior year at T University, and apparently, he’s quite a prominent figure at school. Indeed, he has the qualifications to be a cocky guy. I became even more interested and started “friendly” exchanges with Mu Wang on WhatsApp. Me: “Brother, wanna grab a meal together sometime?” Mu Wang: “Who are you?” Me: “Your sister’s friend, the one who bumped into you while you were getting out of the bath.” He didn’t respond for a long time. Me: “?!” !!?? That little brat deleted me? I quickly found my friend: “Your brother deleted me, hurry up and make him add me back!” My friend: “He doesn’t listen to me; you’ll have to talk to him yourself.” Me: “How can I talk to him when he’s deleted me?” My friend: “Do you play League of Legends? He’s playing ranked with his classmates tonight; I’ll give you my account.” Waaah, my good friend, I’m so grateful for you. That night, when I was on the mic in the game team and heard a voice that wasn’t my friend’s, Mu Wang’s classmate was surprised. “It’s not Mu Wang's sister, huh?” a soft-voiced boy asked, “Who are you, sister?” I softened my tone: “I’m Mu Wang’s sister’s friend…” “Oh, oh, can you support, sister?” “I can.” “Then just lay back; we’ll carry you.” I cried; what a treasure of a brother! Mu Wang is like nothing compared to this! I need to change my target! Then Mu Wang played as marksman, and I, as support, had to stick with him. Mu Wang: “Support, go check the bush.” I happily went over. Then I got gang-beaten by a bunch of big guys hiding in the bush and died. Mu Wang: “Support, don’t throw.” Me: ? Weren’t you the one who told me to check the bush? After that, similar incidents happened many times, and I seriously suspected that Mu Wang was trying to mess with me. --- Feel free to ask if you need anything else!

Here is the translation into English: "When the boss messed up the pancakes for the ninth time, I couldn't help but ask, 'Hey, are you undercover?' He denied it three times, but as soon as I left, he pulled down the roller shutter and was too embarrassed to continue his business. Later, when we ran into each other again, he held onto me and said, 'You are under arrest, call me husband.'"

"Is my sister hiding from me?" He moved closer, his long fingers teasing the knot of his tie, pulling it gently side to side with an elegant and seductive motion. My heart raced uncontrollably. "Duanyuan, let's just talk this out, no need to..." My voice was hoarse, lacking any assertiveness, and my face instantly turned scarlet. "Sister." A glint of triumph flashed in his eyes as he whispered softly, "We are a legitimate couple." Well, there went my plan to run away from home. I admit defeat.

I've liked this older man for nine years, enduring the torment of societal judgment day and night. Last week, I confessed my feelings to him, but he rejected me. This week, he brought a girlfriend to my house for a gathering. I took the opportunity to corner him when he went to the restroom and confronted him, "Did you get a girlfriend just to make me give up?" He calmly replied, "Because of emptiness." 1 I had a crush on Liang Yuan since my first year of university. At that time, he was thirty-five, living a solitary life, free to come and go, carrying a DSLR, traveling far and wide, capturing one sought-after piece after another. I was also learning photography and had heard some legends about him, developing admiration for him and wanting to be his apprentice. However, I didn't dare to say it outright, fearing he might think I was trying to bind him with favors. So, I resorted to the stupidest method—I took my camera to find him whenever I had free time. He didn't care much for me; most of the time, it was just me talking to myself and entertaining myself. After three months of this, I don’t know which compliment finally struck a chord, but he agreed to talk to me about photography. However, that day, he seemed to be in a bad mood, with his eyelids drooping and an indifferent expression. The cold white light overhead shone down on his deeply contoured face, and he exuded a charm that only comes from being shaped by the passage of time, as if he was a vessel filled with untold stories from his past.

I have liked someone for many years, but he finds me overly romantic. After reflecting on my pain, I decided to change. However, he intentionally got himself drunk and said to me, "Hey, your chance has come."

One morning, I woke up to find my best friend's boss lying next to me. His sleeping face was particularly exquisite, with a high nose bridge and red lips… swollen, possibly due to angular cheilitis. "Still not enough?" The man kept his eyes closed, furrowing his brows, his tone one of exasperation. Realizing that I had indeed been staring at him for a long time, I felt my face flush slightly. My legs, hidden under the covers, were nervously trembling: "You’re awake, um… should I just leave or make you breakfast?" After a prolonged silence, he slowly opened his eyes and touched his mouth: "Why so forceful?" "Don't let me start a relationship; if I do, I'll definitely end up ruining his lips." That was my bold statement before getting drunk last night, and I really didn’t expect to follow through. I slowly and gently pulled up the blanket to cover my face: "I’m sorry, I’ll pay for your medical bills."

Here is the English translation: "I am secretly together with Liang Zhou. I don't know when it started, but he has developed a taste for it and is becoming increasingly dissatisfied. He even had the audacity to question me in front of my official boyfriend: 'How long are you going to make me suffer?'"

On the day of the Qixi Festival, my boyfriend jumped from the twenty-seventh floor and landed in a bloodied mess. A chilling scream startled the motion sensor lights of several nearby buildings. As a police officer, Shen Chuan squatted in front of me, asking about the incident. His gaze was sharp, and there was an almost cold-blooded rationality in his tone as he asked, "Where were you at the time of the incident?"

/

This is a collection of campus love stories filled with hormonal vibes. Teenage love is like cotton candy in spring. The first kiss, the first dance, the first night out... In the air of spring, there is a romantic ambiguity lingering at the beginning of love. With a loved one, in the best years, let's embark on a fresh and sweet love like cotton candy.

Love stories vary, depending on different boyfriends. But in these 20 modern urban romance short stories, you will encounter the most enigmatic men. An aloof man with strong possessiveness. An unstable man disguised as caring and warm-hearted. A lowly man back with success. In these stories, love evolves from sweet affection to mutual hatred, leading to ultimate confrontations. Feel free to start reading to see how much danger love brings to women.

This series features a collection of short stories about courageous women who confront their fears head-on and retaliate against their enemies. Life presents countless perils, but they stand tall as mighty queens. There are no tearful compromises or burdensome endurance here. Instead, witness the powerful strikes of fearless heroines. They love fearlessly and hate fiercely, refusing to be manipulated or exploited by anyone—be it their best friend, boyfriend, father, or even the underworld. Weak male, Strong female. Both strategic... With double the passion and unconventional challenges, these captivating stories unravel before your eyes. The heroines' hidden depths can never be fathomed.

This is a collection of short romance stories filled with fantasy settings. From resurrection to time travel, mind reading to turning stones into gold, to Mr. Perfect transforming into a cat... Each story features incredible fantasies, suspense, destiny, and love. "Every time you get closer, my heartbeat quickens." No matter which era, love belongs only to the brave.

In this collection of short stories, witness the tumultuous love affairs of two infatuated individuals. Through revenge, they prove their capacity for love. Amidst a callous and indifferent world, they bring a touch of sweetness, warmth, and sincerity. Being involved with dangerous lovers is like waging a war: meticulously planned attacks, strategic teasing, obsessive greed, and calculated schemes for conquest... For example, she uses the mistress's husband to exact revenge on her cheating spouse. Or, to seek retribution against the man who assaulted her, she falls in love with his son a decade later. Explore the perilous and captivating relationships of love through a series of thrilling tales.

Love faces distinct challenges at different stages of life. Some couples confront these obstacles and reach the end, while others suffer a devastating defeat. This series of over ten short stories showcases strong-willed women taking the lead in matters of love. They refuse to be subservient, hesitant, arrogant, or intimidated, never losing themselves in the relationships. Whether loved or unrequited, they reign as queens! When faced with true love, they choose to seize the moment and never compromise.

Have you ever wished to eliminate someone without getting caught? In other words, are there people lurking in the darkness eagerly anticipating your demise? The deepest hatred arises from love, and the most horrifying predicaments stem from the malice of those closest. These eerie moments within intimate relationships delve into the extremes of human emotions—love, hate, jealousy, fear, and loneliness—and how they give birth to evil. Hatred, selfishness, and desire lie dormant within people's souls, waiting to be unleashed. This is a series of short and horrible stories where you will see the darkest part of human nature. …… ... Strange occurrences lurk behind you. Only those who have the courage to face the harsh truths of life are true heroes. If you had the opportunity to participate in an unaccountable murder game, would you become the most ruthless player?

Shhh, this is a collection of horror stories. Have you ever imagined or experienced such things? Suppose you are a girl in a room, and there is a murderer under your bed, how can you escape? If you receive an anonymous email, in which the sender says he will kill your friend, how will you handle it? If someone asks you for a cigarette on the street, what will you do? ... In fact, in real life, there are such moments of terror. In addition to the examples above, there are some special plots in the collection, such as: "I am a murderer..." "I'm selling this haunted house..." "I suspect the person I love is going to kill me..." The moment you see this, you are already in the story. Warm tips: 1. When reading these horror stories, find a place where no one is around. 2. Stay awake and be alert, especially when there are people behind you...

A writer once said, "We don't need down jackets in summer, fans in winter, and attention after we're disappointed." After the breakup, I became happy and even found myself. Thanks for letting me go. This is a series of stories after breakups. A relationship may not necessarily make people happier, but a breakup will definitely do it. “Seven Ear Piercings” I had a secret relationship with my stepmother's son. When we broke up, it became particularly unpleasant. One day, he got drunk and intercepted me in the bathroom. He said, "I'm a masochist. We'll torment each other until our hair turns grey. What can you do to me?" “Blind Date With an Undercover Cop” I never expected to meet him again. The last time I saw him, he was a clumsy barista who messed up my order nine times in a row. I felt sorry for him, so I tried to crack a joke. "Hey, are you an undercover cop?" He looked startled and denied it quickly. But as soon as I left the cafe, he locked the door and disappeared. Later on, we ran into each other again. He stopped me and said, "You're under arrest, because you have stolen my heart, darling."

When men become murderers... See how these young men will fight fate. “Strange Noises in the Attic” There was a monster locked up in my attic. This monster was my biological brother. He was locked up by my parents for 24 years. My parents told me that my brother was mentally ill and had severely violent tendencies, so he could only be locked up to prevent him from hurting others. However, I once accidentally entered the room. My brother covered my mouth immediately and told me with a fearful look that those two people were not my real parents. “The Spirit House” When I was in college, I met a middle-aged rich woman on social media. She was very kind to me. She always gave me money and intimately called me "little boy". She said that she was born and raised in the countryside just like me. She liked me, and thus she would lead me to fortune after I graduated. I thought she was joking. However, she really came to me in a Porsche Cayenne when I graduated.

How can a young, cute man have bad intentions? He just wants to "warm your bed". Open it and experience a whirlwind romance. “I Slept With My Ex-boyfriend's Uncle” When I was drunk, I went to see my ex-boyfriend and tried to get back with him. But when I woke up, I found his uncle lying beside me. “A Brave Jump to My Crush” A love story between an aloof Prince Charming and a funny underachieving girl。 I had been in love with him for many years, and I finally went after him. On the night of our classmate reunion, I pretended to be drunk. I took his clothes off and tried to sleep with him. But I regretted it halfway through.

How can I escape from the dangerous and charming villain? How can he say so many sweet words? Why does he smile so invitingly? Help! This villain is so attractive. What should I do? More bad boys will appear in the story.

These young girls are overwhelmed by complicated society, human relations, and accidents. What they faced are not only relationships but also the cruelty of the adult world. There are so many scumbags. Their boyfriends, husbands, and even their fathers may harm them. What should they do to survive? See how these young women will fight back. “I Am a Scorpio” Mark Yeager sent my private photos to his buddy. [Doesn't my girlfriend have a good figure?] The words were followed by two smug-looking emojis. His buddy replied: [I prefer women with flat chests.] I felt disgusted reading the message. Mark shrugged indifferently. "You are all women. Why are you afraid of her seeing your photo?" Yes, his buddy was a woman. I felt like an unreasonable and resentful woman. I had had enough. It was not something a Scorpio like me would do. This time, I did not want to put up with them anymore. “The Kiss of Karma” He blocked me with a fierce look and said, "So... Does what you said about being with me still hold up?" "Of course." I hugged Yorrance Sonic. "I really like you." I heard something falling to the ground with a bang as Yorrance waved to someone behind me. "Mom!" I turned around and saw my husband holding hands with a woman, whom Yorrance called "mom".

Sweet stories are coming. Be brave, and tell him how you feel. We hide in the lonely corners, watching those charming boys, but we don't know as long as we are brave enough, we can win their hearts. The handsome schoolboy, the abstinent professor, the cool genius... Who says that crush is fruitless? The pursuit of true love never goes out of style. “Falling in Love With A Cool Guy” My bestie's brother was a cool guy. When I met him for the first time, he went out of the bathroom and covered my head with a coat. Chelsea, my bestie tried to smooth things over. "This is my friend. Is she beautiful?" He looked at me coldly and said in a mean tone, "Ugly." Well, you might be a handful, but I knew how to deal with this type. I showed him my care and consideration for a long time. In the end, I gave up. He was still so arrogant that he didn't even call me sister. Two days after I gave up, he sent me the first message. Cool guy: [Are you playing hard to get?] “Love You Long Ago” I had a crush on Matthew, who was my neighbor, for a long time. One day, Matthew took the initiative to find me and introduced his younger brother to me. I smiled bitterly. Everyone knew that his half-brother was the person he hated the most. “Crush” I never thought this scene would appear in front of me. A tall man stood before me, holding the pink lingerie I had just taken off with his slender ring finger. My jeans were halfway also down my thighs.

Those beautiful love stories happened in our youth. The boy in the next classroom wore white sneakers today. The ponytail of the smiling pretty girl swayed when she walked. The boy next door passed by the window after playing basketball... This is a story about youngsters having a crush, meeting their first love, and falling in passionate love. “Please Confess Your Love to Me” Maverick Xenos was my senior at the university. Before I knew him, he looked unapproachable to me. He even spoke with an air of mesmerizing aloofness. Then I found that this man was not what he seemed at all. I was fooled by his facade before ending up as his girlfriend. “I Got Three Boyfriends After My Amnesia” I lost my memory after a car accident, and then three men appeared who claimed to be my boyfriends. I looked at the reserved brainiac who was organizing my notes, the rebellious campus star who was peeling an apple for me, and the pure-hearted pretty boy who was giving me a massage. I was deep in thought. Couldn't I just live with the three of them? “Copper Heart” I spent nearly 1,000 dollars asking a policeman for his WhatsApp number. But he sternly refused. He even asked me if I was flirting with him to get back at my ex-boyfriend. He got me! Worse, my ex-boyfriend came to borrow money again. Before I could answer, the policeman stretched his wrists...

Life in showbiz is glamorous. The relationships in showbiz are dreamy and sweet. The best actor has a crush on me. The top idol hits on me. I, a little-known actress, become famous. ... This is a collection of exciting love stories in showbiz.

They are imperfect heroines, unwilling to compromise with gloomy lives. They grit their teeth to get out of their own way. They will become dazzling after completing fated and dangerous trials. “Wild Rose” Harrison Moore pleaded, his eyes turning red, "Do me a favor again. I promise it's the last time." I sneered and said, "If you want to convince me, drop to your knees." Then, this tall, strong man did kneel in front of me. However, his back remained upright. When he looked up at me, his taut jawline was especially attractive. I once took advantage of the drunkenness to kiss him on the jaw but was pushed away by him and fell to the floor. He chuckled and said, "Katherine, what's wrong with you? I'm your elder brother." I bit my lips awkwardly and wanted to flee, but he hooked his finger at me. "Take off your clothes. Is this all you can do?" “Lily” That woman ruined my family. So, to take revenge, I deliberately approached her brother. I lived in his house and tried hard to lure him. But he was so calm that he had never been disturbed. I could not help but sneer at him as I felt deeply depressed. However, after a long time, I cried. "I was a child at that time and was too naive." He responded slowly but his eyes were full of aggressivity. "You should pay for what you said, whether you were a little girl or not."

How does it feel to be loved by domineering presidents? There are millions of kinds of domineering presidents, but the most important thing for them is to give the female protagonists sweet and happy lives. In this multi-element novel, someone asked a domineering president to wash underwear, someone divorced a domineering president, and someone wanted to date a domineering president but was imprisoned... “Second Chance at Happiness” She just wanted to have a good relationship, but accidentally, she became the slave of the male protagonist, suffering all kinds of abuse. She finally learned the story behind his perversion and that her life was full of lies. “A Love as Deep as the Sea” One day, I drank too much, and I regarded my serious and abstinent boss, Joaquin Salvatore, as my first crush. When I woke up, I asked nervously, "Yesterday... We..." Joaquin replied, "What? Ms. Jobling, are you not going to be responsible for it?" I thought I was doomed and would be fired, but Joaquin said that he would give me a week's leave to rest. A week later, he circled me in a corner and asked, "I gave you a week. Have you figured out how to be responsible for me?" I was confused.