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After finishing the meal, Ma Shan called me to eat.
I washed my hands and sat at the dining table. He served me a bowl of soup, saying, "Drink more soup; it's good for your health."
"Thank you."
"You've been saying thank you a lot lately."
"I see all the good you do for me."
He smiled, "That's good to hear."
After we finished eating, I took the initiative to clear the dishes.
Ma Shan sat on the sofa watching TV, a smile on his face, looking relaxed.
I went into the kitchen to continue charging my phone.
By the time it was fully charged, it was already nine o'clock.
I put my phone away, took a shower, and went to bed.
Ma Shan wasn't always like this.
In college, he was gentle and considerate, a prince charming in the eyes of countless girls.
But occasionally, his true nature would show.
He had a volatile temper.
Once during a college competition, he had a strong chance of winning first place.
But in the end, the award went to one of his juniors.
He was furious, throwing a tantrum and yelling at me, smashing things in anger.
I was terrified, feeling both wronged and scared, and I cried all the way back to my dorm.
When my roommates found out, they were outraged and urged me to break up with him.
"You can't be with a man like that; just look at his terrifying face."
"Exactly! If he can't get what he wants, he smashes things; what if he actually got it? Would he kill someone?"
"There are plenty of fish in the sea; why cling to just one flower?"
In my opinion, breaking up with him would lead us to find someone better.
They stood up for me, but I couldn't bear it.
"Actually, he didn't mean it; he just wasn't thinking clearly for a moment."
"That award is very important to him, which is why he's so upset."
"He has always been gentle and considerate; he just has a bad temper occasionally. It's not really directed at me; he's just in a bad mood."
I desperately tried to explain Ma Shan, hoping my friends would understand him.
Seeing my stubbornness, my roommates shook their heads helplessly.
"You really are hopeless."
The next day, Ma Shan arrived at the bottom of our dormitory building, holding a large bouquet of flowers.
He texted me: "I was wrong yesterday; can you forgive me?"
As soon as I saw the message, I rushed downstairs.
Ma Shan approached me with a smile, holding the flowers: "You finally agreed to see me."
"Who told you to be so petty?"
I took the flowers and playfully pinched his cheek.
"I'm sorry; I was wrong," he sincerely apologized.
"I've already forgiven you."
On our way out, Ma Shan held my hand tightly.
I felt warm inside.
I relayed my roommates' words to Ma Shan.
"They said you really care about me, and if you love me, you shouldn't let me suffer. They also said that if your heart is only as small as a pinhole and can't accommodate anyone else, you'll eventually leave me because of others..."
I finished speaking and cautiously looked at Ma Shan. She lowered her gaze, her face devoid of expression. My heart sank.
“Are you angry with me?” I asked.
Ma Shan took my hand. “I’m not angry; I just don’t like your friends.”
“Why not?”
“They talk behind my back and try to drive a wedge between us.”
“They mean well,” I replied.
“Do you think what they say makes sense?”
“No,” I shook my head.
“I don’t believe them; I only believe in you.” I held Ma Shan ’s hand tightly, trying to convey my sincerity.
A flicker of complex emotions crossed Ma Shan ’s eyes, but it quickly returned to a gentle softness.
“I believe in you and in our feelings for each other,” I said softly, hoping to ease her doubts.
Ma Shan pulled me into an embrace, gently patting my back. “Having you here is enough,” she whispered in my ear, her voice tinged with a hint of hoarseness and reluctance.
In that moment, I chose to trust her love, pushing aside the occasional unease that flickered deep within me.
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