When Love Needs a Second Chance

Perhaps our relationship was unequal from the very beginning.

In college, she was an extraordinarily pure campus belle, a goddess, while I was just a bookworm.

Countless people sent her flowers and tried to win her favor, declaring their love in various ways.

Even many rich kids from outside the school would flaunt their luxury cars at the school gate to vie for her attention. No matter how much they spent, Luna was never interested.

She said that love was pure and beautiful; it should not be tainted by any foul substances.

I was just a bookworm. Growing up in a single-parent family and being weak, I was often bullied and beaten by the boys around me. So, I'd always been solitary and out of sync with others.

My introverted personality made me even less popular in college. My roommates and classmates excluded and targeted me, even bullying me.

During that time, I was a bit depressed and often sat on the rooftop, contemplating jumping off countless times.

It was she who sat beside me, brought me cake, listened to music with me, and let me vent about the hardships of life...

She said, "People are independent and shouldn't be held back by others' judgments. Levi, if you're introverted, then so be it. Are you interested in walking with me on a path that no one else dares to walk?"

At that moment, as the breeze lifted the stray hairs from her ears, I inexplicably reached out and grasped her hand tightly.

Since then, in countless dreams and reflections, I felt like I was holding onto a deity.

Later, we did get together, but no one thought well of it. They envied and resented me, saying Luna was a flower in cow dung. Her suitors also looked down on me, thinking I was just someone Luna was spending time with out of boredom.

I was very anxious, fearing Luna would be taken away by someone else or that she would leave me.

So, I did my best to be good to her, dedicating everything in my life to her like a devoted believer.

I shared everything with her, but she responded with indifference and even showed no interest in replying.

But I didn't give up; I was content with everything about her.

I couldn't even imagine how I would live without her.

I had become accustomed to being humble, and she had become used to being superior.

"Levi, are you mute?"

Luna suddenly scolded me when I remained silent and unmoving for a long time.

Even now, she still thinks she's done nothing wrong.

I gave her a cold glance, walked to the dining table, and started eating.

"If you all think my presence at home ruins your mood, you can go out to eat."

"Who are you giving a cold shoulder to?"

She frowned and asked, still thinking it was my fault.

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay. Whatever."

I had been busy all afternoon and was extremely hungry, so I ate my meal eagerly.

To save time, I even opened my computer to catch up on the work I missed in the afternoon.

Luna, infuriated, grabbed her bag and walked out the door.

Fraser followed her.

At the moment the door closed, everyone's attention shifted back to me.

They were looking down on me, mocking me, and taking pleasure in my misfortune.

It was too obvious.

"Do you want me to go crazy on the spot to satisfy your expectations?"

I sneered at them and continued working.

Soon, Luna came back, with Fraser carrying a bag of strong liquor.

Luna looked at me unwillingly.

"Today is my boyfriend's birthday; we're not going to stop until we're drunk. Let's do something even more exciting."

Fraser provocatively glanced at me. "Levi, there might be more intimate contact than kissing later. Are you going to stop us?"

I slightly lifted my head from my work. "Oh, then I'll tidy up the room. You can do whatever you like inside."

I could clearly feel that Fraser wanted to steal Luna away from me.

So he was always trying to provoke me, and when I got angry, he would act innocent and tell Luna that I misunderstood him and was bullying him.

And he always succeeded. Luna would scold me for being jealous and having a strong sense of envy.

I suddenly thought that my past self was foolish. The work on my computer was far more interesting than these vulgar male-female relationships.

Since Fraser didn't gain anything, he certainly wouldn't let it go easily. He sneered.

"Your thoughts are as filthy as ever. Luna and I are pure; why do you always imagine such nonsense?"

"You're as naive as a straight man who needs to watch videos before having sex."

I retorted sharply.

I was not jealous of Fraser, but I wanted to stand up for myself and not remain silent when bullied.

Luna seized on my reaction, thinking I was jealous.

She sighed and looked at me with a frustrated expression.

"Levi, how many times do I have to tell you? Fraser and I broke up a long time ago. Put away your filthy thoughts."

I didn't want to argue with her; I just kept eating and ignored whatever she said.

Luna, who was probably not used to my silence, glanced at me and angrily said, "You're so busy, why even bother with a birthday?"

"Hmm, if you say so."

I stood up and walked towards the study with my laptop.

"The food is already. Don't waste it. Just think of it as a regular classmate gathering."

I said a few considerate words.

Finally, Luna's irritation with my indifferent attitude boiled over, and she yelled at me, "Levi, what exactly are you trying to say? Is this never going to end?"