Reader’s Guide: Although the title will make your fists clench, after reading it you’ll only say “I’m shipping this to death.” Although couples who show off break up quickly, this pair! You’ll only want to drag them to the Civil Affairs Bureau!
(Submission) What should I do if my girlfriend is too clingy?
Submission Theme: My girlfriend is too clingy, and I’m a little troubled.
Submitter: Anonymous
Submission Note: No form of decoding will be accepted.
Submission Content:
Hello.
Let me start with some background. It’s like this, my girlfriend and I only recently got back together. We had dated for two years before, but we broke up because of graduation. It was very painful right after the breakup. I tried to numb myself with work, but it wasn’t effective.
My girlfriend is very clingy.
She was like this even before we got together.
We were in the same class, but I was always the last one to leave. She wouldn’t say she was waiting for me, just loiter in the courtyard downstairs, licking a popsicle. The vibrant energy of an eighteen-year-old girl is especially charming on a summer evening. I guessed she was waiting for me, because every time I came downstairs, she would run over to talk to me.
“So late again today?”
“Tired? Hey? Don’t you think it’s a coincidence? I just bought some ice cream, strawberry flavored.”
“We’re so fated, we even take the same way home.”
I’m not usually very sociable and didn’t know how to respond to such enthusiasm. I would just eat the ice cream and listen to her talk, laughing to myself about why she didn’t mention an even bigger coincidence.
We were roommates.
She came to our class later, and a bed wasn’t prepared for her. She originally planned to make do in the study first and then move to a bigger dorm. I was the class monitor and felt that sleeping in the study wasn’t good, so I let her sleep in my room for the time being.
In the end, she slept there for half a year.
She comes from a good family and is a pampered young miss, but she’s not pretentious at all. Only occasionally, after having a nightmare, would she climb into my bed, hugging a small blanket, and say pitifully, “Sister, I’m scared.”
I don’t like it when people act cute. I like calm, rational people who persuade others with reason.
“…Don’t act cute,” I said.
“Sister, what did you say?” She knelt on the bed, the moonlight resting on her shoulders, looking exceptionally cute.
“Hurry up and sleep, we have to wake up early tomorrow,” I said.
Then I moved to the side, leaving enough space for her, but she still slept very close to me, so close that I could feel her breath.
It was hot, and my ear tips burned a little.
You see, she was already causing me trouble before we were together.
After we got together, it got even worse.
She’s popular and gets along well with many people, both boys and girls. Wherever she sits, she’s the center of the conversation. I’m quieter. We were dating in secret, and afraid of being found out, I would deliberately sit far away from her.
She would hook my foot under the table.
Her foot was small and white, sliding up my leg to my knee, tapping it suggestively. I would look up and give her a warning glance, but she would just raise her glass to me. “A drink?”
What drink?
I’m a lightweight, one glass and I’m out.
I knew she wanted to do bad things after I got drunk.
But I drank that glass of wine.
I can’t quite explain it. I don’t like the feeling of not being sober, but I like hearing her sweet nothings when I’m not sober. I like her unrestrained kisses, and I also like the me at that moment, who could respond to her with passion.
She would smoke afterward.
Those long, slender ladies’ cigarettes. The smoke she exhaled had a faint rose fragrance.
She would lean against the headboard, playing with my hair, watching it fall, then hooking it again. She would lean down to kiss me, and she would act cute. “One more time, okay?”
I’m not that easygoing, but I can’t resist her when she acts cute.
It’s very annoying.
We had a lot of homework every day. Although we were dating, we didn’t actually have that much time together. More often, I would watch her joke and fool around with other people. She had no sense of boundaries, hugging anyone and everyone.
She’s so smart, why couldn’t she see that I was jealous?
Alright, I admit, my jealousy wasn’t very obvious. And I know I can’t blame her. She’s a kid, after all, and I was the one who suggested we keep it a secret.
She didn’t agree at first.
That’s how kids are. When they get something or someone they like, they can’t wait to show it off to the whole world, to let everyone know that I belong to her.
She’s willful, irrational, and not calm, all the personality traits I dislike the most.
But I like her.
I never told her that I liked her.
She’s so smart, I thought she would be able to guess.
But in the end, we still broke up. It wasn’t very pleasant, but it was an amicable breakup. Many people liked her, and I never thought she would give up a whole pond of fish for me. So for me, breaking up was a matter of course.
In our relationship, I had been happy, and that was enough.
I had already prepared myself mentally long ago.
For two years, we deliberately avoided each other in our small circle and never met again. It wasn’t until later that we got back in touch for work reasons.
It was a business collaboration.
I knew the other party was her. Our partners thought I was unwilling, and I thought I was unwilling too. But when I saw her again, when I saw her smiling at me against the wind, looking into my eyes, I finally realized that I still liked her.
But I didn’t plan on going back.
She hadn’t changed. Still loved to smile, still clingy.
Really, I wasn’t even her lover anymore, why did she have no sense of propriety? Oh, then I remembered again, because of work, we had to pretend to have a very good relationship.
I smiled at her, seemingly a fake business smile, but actually, I really wanted to smile at her.
I missed her, wanted to smile at her, wanted to hug her.
Even though I didn’t want to continue with her, I still had these thoughts.
What I didn’t expect was this. She was the first to say she missed me, the first to smile at me, the first to hug me, the first to bring up our breakup and our past. We were sleeping innocently in the same bed when she said, “I want to kiss you.”
I cursed her for being crazy, then turned my back to her.
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and acted cute with me, her voice small, wronged, and delicate. “Just one kiss, and I won’t think about it anymore.”
I didn’t want to agree.
I wanted to make a clean break with her, but we were still inextricably linked. I wanted her to keep thinking about me, but I also wanted her to kiss me.
Everyone can probably guess what happened next. Communication is really important between lovers. Our misunderstandings were cleared up. I misunderstood that she was a player and was just messing with me. She misunderstood that I was unwillingly turned gay by her.
After getting back together, we started living a shameless… no, a sweet life.
But, she became even clingier.
After getting back together this time, we made our relationship public. There were many blessings, but baseless doubts and speculations also followed. Company reshuffles made it impossible for us to be together all the time, and soon, speculations that our relationship was cracking began to spread.
I don’t care much about public opinion, so I didn’t take it to heart.
She’s different. Once, when I came back from a business trip, she came to pick me up with a bouquet of flowers, making a big scene, smiling brightly in the crowd. I walked towards her almost without thinking, wanting to hug her, but I never expected her to kiss me.
In public.
Although we’ve done it before, it was still quite thrilling, and then I deepened the kiss.
Some people were taking pictures, some were gossiping, some were writing news stories.
My little kid pressed her face against mine and whispered that she missed me, and told me not to look at them, just to look at her. Finally, she said, take her with me on my next business trip.
She said she would be very well-behaved and would absolutely not cause any trouble. Seeing her say it so confidently, I agreed.
Now here’s the problem. My work involves interacting with other people, and sometimes it can be quite intimate. She gets jealous, but she doesn’t say it. She just watches from the side, and then when we get back to the hotel, she makes me do to her everything I did to others. The ending is always the same.
…I have to work during the day, and I’m very tired every night.
What should I do now?
Comment Section:
【??? I don’t have a girlfriend, this is beyond my scope.】
【The amount of information is too large, let me process this.】
【Keep her!!!】
【Seeing the theme, I was all ready to diss someone, to see which clueless person was showing off their love in a roundabout way. I would rather break up ten marriages than destroy one temple, I must advise breaking up. But I never expected that after reading it, I can’t wipe the smile off my face. Shipping this to death, shipping this to death, is this the love between young ladies?】
【Seeing the theme my fists clenched, seeing they were roommates my fists unclenched and my smile gradually turned perverted, and after reading the last sentence my fists clenched again. Why does everyone have a girlfriend!】
【This persona is inexplicably familiar. Which CP from the domestic entertainment industry is this?】
【Song Yushi, log in with your main account and talk.】
【??? No way.】
【Now that you mention it, the personas really are similar. As a CP fan, I’m starting to get scared.】
【What’s there to be scared of? The closet door has already been kicked down by the main characters themselves. Even if it’s not them, I can ship this as a substitute. Shipping this to death.】
【I really want to drag them to the Civil Affairs Bureau.】
【Aww, she calls her ‘my little kid,’ aww, so sweet, so sweet!】
Meanwhile, in the Qi Yu CP WeChat group.
【[Link] I really suspect it was our older sister who made this submission [kneeling.jpg]】
【I’m back after reading it. I used to be a dual stan before becoming a CP fan, so I know both babies very well, especially the older sister. I can swear, this was written by her.】
【So I’m shipping it?】
【Are you even human if you don’t? Our older sister is so good at sweet talk, aww. ‘She’s willful, irrational, and not calm, all the personality traits I dislike the most. But I like her.’】
【’Before I met you, I could list a whole bunch of ideal types. After I met you, my ideal type is you.’】
【Am I the only one who noticed the blind spot about the after-sex cigarette?】
【Am I the only one who wants to see the process?】
【Our older sister is so cute, so cute. She says she’s annoyed, but in her heart, she likes it to death. What’s this about ‘what should I do if my girlfriend is too clingy?’ Let Qi Ke act cute with someone else and see if she’s happy about it!】
【Those two years of breakup must have been hard. My heart aches for them.】
【It’s so good that they could get back together again.】
【I’m dying from shipping this!!!】
Qi Ke silently lurked, then silently forwarded the chat history to Song Yushi.
That night, Song Yushi posted on Weibo.
@Song Yushi: A coquettish little kid has the best life.
A photo of them together: Song Yushi turning her head to kiss Qi Ke’s forehead.
The filter was clean, the picture beautiful.
Qi Ke commented and reposted: Forever your clingy, coquettish little kid [blowing a kiss emoji]
Netizens: ??? I was just reading that submission as a substitute, and the main characters themselves came out to give me real content? Or are they really admitting that the submission was about them? Waiting for an answer.
CP fans were simple and direct: Who cares! Just ship it!!!
