After My Boyfriend Bought a Home in the South, I Left Him

My boyfriend and I both worked on the south side of the city, but he insisted on buying our marital home in the north. We had been arguing about it for more than six months.

Every time, he accused me of caring only about my commute and giving no thought to how much the property might appreciate.

Then, on Qixi, the traditional Chinese festival for lovers, Xiao Linchuan suddenly called to say he had found a resale apartment in the south.

Delighted, I agreed without hesitation to meet him after work and sign the contract.

But I stood by the roadside in the rain for an hour, unable to reach him.

Only when my mounting panic brought me to tears did he finally send me the location of the new apartment.

[The rain’s too heavy. Xixi and I will wait for you at the new place.]

The streets were slippery. I was in such a hurry that I fell three times.

By the time I arrived, soaked and disheveled, he had already signed the contract with my best friend beside him. They were excitedly discussing their future.

“It’s so close to my new office! I’ll rent a place around here and come over for dinner every day.”

“Why rent? I’ve already set aside a room for you.”

They talked about sofa styles and curtain colors, growing more animated by the minute.

So that was how Xiao Linchuan judged a property’s potential: by where my best friend happened to be.

My feelings were merely an afterthought.

In that case, it was time I let go and found my own way.