After a Breakup, My New Boyfriend Helped Me Humiliate My Ex

I encountered another scumbag. I went to a bar to drown my sorrows. I wanted to call my best friend, Zoey, to vent. Then I was heartlessly mocked instead.

I was furious. Wiping away the tears from the corners of my eyes, I shouted into the phone, "Next time, I will find someone, who is more attractive than him. The man will have a better figure, and he will be older... older... older by one grade."

I hesitated for a moment and hung up the phone. Then I almost forced myself to salvage my shattered dignity with a low voice.

I saw the roommate of the scumbag standing behind a counter in front of me. He was staring at me intently.

He was wearing a black sleeveless trendy T-shirt. His angular face was highlighted by his grayish-blue messy hair. His tall stature rendered him oppressive. I somewhat couldn't breathe.

My face started to burn. The DJ was playing music so loudly that maybe he didn't hear the second part of my ambiguous words just now.

I was too awkward. I decisively pretended to be ignorant and prepared to escape. I convinced myself that the scumbag's roommate had nothing to do with me, so it didn't matter if I had embarrassed myself or ignored him.

Just as I was about to get up, he said, "Do you want to give it a try?"

I was dumbfounded, saying, "Try what?"

He replied seriously, "Others say that I look pretty good. Moreover..." Unexpectedly, he lifted the hem of his T-shirt, revealing his well-defined and solid abs. A faintly visible V-line extends downwards.

"I'm a senior... in college."

As if on purpose, he paused for a few seconds and emphasized it.

I was stunned. I, who had planned to escape, instantly sat back onto the chair.

After a while, I finally realized what he meant. My scumbag ex-boyfriend was a junior this year. This boy was a senior, making him a perfect option for me. He met all the criteria I had mentioned about being my boyfriend.

He was a pure-hearted senior with a hot figure. He even wanted to pounce on me!

"I am hitting the jackpot! I am so blessed!"

"It's indeed too exciting."

I couldn't help but smile.

I reluctantly looked at the dropped hem of his clothes and planned to promise him. Suddenly, Zoey's scolding voice rang in my ears, "It's all because you fell into a love trap that you deserve to meet a scumbag!"

My ex-boyfriends were weird in their ways. One of them went crazy, selling insurance to me after we started dating. Another convinced me to quit my job and make artificial flowers. The last one planned to study abroad. Then he dumped me instead after I paid the tuition fees for him.

The brutal history of me being betrayed was engrained in my mind, making me calm down.

I gritted my teeth and struggled to say briefly, "No."

"It's okay if you don't want to."

He suddenly bent down as he spoke. I thought he was going to kiss me. Nervously, I closed my eyes.

"Lisa, don't cry. I will ask you next time."

He spoke gently. He brushed my eye corners twice with his slender fingers.

I stubbornly said, "I didn't..." But tears uncontrollably streamed down my face.

I was furious when I found out that my boyfriend treated me as an ATM and cheated on me. I felt angry at worst. I cried pretentiously.

"But now I feel so heartbroken for rejecting such a kind-hearted man."

He didn't give up because of my indifference. He said, "Shall I take you home, Lisa?"

"No!"

This time, I refused even faster. If he followed me home, I would swallow him alive!

"I can't bear it!"

"I absolutely can't bring him home."

He lowered his eyes and stood up without saying anything. Then he calmly shook the cocktail glass beside him.

After a while, he pushed a glass of golden cocktail to the front of me. He said, "Taste it. It's customized for you."

"Oh my god, he's so good!"

Looking at him, who was pitiful, I couldn't turn him down three times in a row tonight.

I took a sip of the cocktail. It tasted sour and sweet, which was delicious, so I drank most of it in a few sips.

"Are college students nowadays so amazing? A part-time bartender created such a drink, and it tastes so good."

I felt like he's a master at keeping girls hanging. "Maybe he just randomly made a drink that I've never seen before and said so to flirt with me."

I asked, "What's the name of this drink?"

He smiled and leaned close to my ear, saying, "To coax you."

"Indeed, he's a master, a genuine master!"

While gifting me a cup of wine, He was saying sweet words!

His low voice made him particularly sexy. It made me feel weak.

My body swayed a bit. I wanted to adjust my sitting posture. My whole body lost control and fell.

When I was resting against the counter, I seemed to hear his words in my ear again, "...Into a dream."