At the age of twenty-five, my life can be summed up in two words - stability, stable job, stable life, stable relatives and friends... These stability all reveal obvious boredom and plainness.
There is nothing new in my life, I live a repetitive life every day. Most of the time I feel nothing, but occasionally I get tired of living like this.
I don't have any plans for the future. Because it’s not something I can arrange to achieve. A relationship that lasted for six months two years ago left me with no expectations for love.
Just when I thought my future life would be so peaceful, I met my ex-boyfriend who I dumped two years ago. I thought he would resent me.
Unexpectedly, he still likes me and has been looking for me for the past two years. I find it incredible myself. How can I be so virtuous?
He chases, I run. We started another tug-of-war.