Long time no see, just sat down and ordered a glass of silver coffee, she immediately asked: How is it, are you happy with him? She asked in surprise because she didn't know which guy. She was even more surprised because she thought she and A loved each other, had been living together for a long time. And it wasn't just her, many people rumored that when they saw her and that guy together going to many places, appearing at many events. She smiled sadly: How miserable, many people thought so, I'm dead. Going together, taking pictures together, thinking they were in love. It's true that they have all the fame but no substance. But people are really scared, they love me, go to bed me, and sometimes avoid me. Like the traditional party at the company last week, usually the Organizing Committee always invited me and A, but because that day they invited a girl who was crazy about A and was the main sponsor of the program, so they left me out because they were afraid of making things awkward for the three of them.
She thought about it and confessed that not only A but they also rumored that she loved other people. Later, the truth was not like that. She asked her why she knew that the public misunderstood but she did not justify or explain. She said: those who understand me, they understand and do not need to explain. Those who do not understand, no matter how you explain, they will not understand, even deliberately do not understand. The life that I, I live, have to look at other people's faces to live - as a friend of mine used, is so sad.
She sighed: In the past, I also thought like you, lived like you, but over time, I kept compromising with myself. I was close to a male colleague, we understood each other very well and were compatible in work and in conversation and behavior, but when I saw some people in the company starting to whisper and gossip about my relationship with him, I automatically backed away... He knew what I meant and because he was married, we were no longer close. Sometimes, thinking back, I feel regretful and feel like I was so cowardly, for not knowing how to protect a fair and just friendship.
She said: What's past is past, so there's no regret. Now I realize it, but whether I dare to live true to myself is what's important!
