Waiting for the Right Love

My girlfriend and her ex-boyfriend sat in the front row of me watching a movie.

In the dark, I saw her smiling sweetly, being embraced and kissed by the man.

I poked the girl next to me.

"Don’t you mind your boyfriend acting like this?"

She took a bite of popcorn and said with a smile.

"Men have nothing to loss in such affaires."

The movie was still on. Under the dim light, the two people in front of me were getting closer and closer, and some uncontrollable desires spread in the cinema.

My girlfriend was a little bit shy, and the man teased her presumptuously through the dialogue in the movie.

At first, I was a bit incredulous.

Slowly, I got over it. It didn’t matter anymore.

——

I had thought of this since I promised Zoey Brown to hang out together with her ex-boyfriend this morning.

It was my repeated indulgence and compromise that made her mistakenly believe that I was weak and incompetent.

Even if I was humiliated now, I could still coexist peacefully with her ex-boyfriend.

I had almost forgotten myself after five years of being a simp.

I sneered at myself.

The two people in the front row must have heard my voice. Zoey quietly looked back at my expression and continued to flirt with Brandon Smith.

Brandon was even more triumphant and boldly hugged Zoey and kissed her.

Brandon’s girlfriend sat next to me with a calm face.

Seeing this, she handed me the popcorn in her hand.

"I feel like you’re the one who’s more embarrassed."

I reached out to take a piece and thanked her.

"Don’t you care about it?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

"We’re just in a platonic relationship, and I can stop it at any time. He’s generous, so I won’t suffer any losses."

At the end of the movie, Zoey’s face was blushing, and Brandon smiled with satisfaction.

I patted their shoulders.

"How about it? Do you want to watch another movie? You didn’t have enough fun, did you?"

Zoey felt extremely guilty and hurriedly explained.

"What do you mean, William?"

I shrugged and spread my hands.

"Nothing. The movie is great, and the man and woman in it are really a perfect match."

Zoey was a little stunned because it was a technology blockbuster.

She glanced at Brandon and found that her lipstick mark was still on his neck.

She hurriedly wiped it up, observing the reaction of me and the girl next to me in the meanwhile.

Zoey wiped hard, and a red patch appeared on Brandon’s neck.

He quickly held her hand and looked at me provocatively.

Zoey was still shameless and came over to hold my hand.

"Something got in my eyes just now. Brandon helped me get it out and accidentally rubbed it. Don’t get me wrong."

I patted her hand away and took a step back.

"I didn’t get you wrong. It’s really not easy to help with your eyes in such a dark light."

Brandon put his arm around Zoey’s shoulder and looked at me indifferently.

"Dude, please don’t mind. Zoey was used to watching movies with me. Let’s go, Jessie. I’ll treat you to dinner."

After saying that, he wrapped his arm around Zoey and took the lead.

Zoey was stunned by my being indifferent and was dragged out of the door by Brandon.

I followed them with Brandon’s girlfriend Jessie Hill.

Jessie was a beautiful woman. Compared to Zoey, she was more passionate and unrestrained.

However, Brandon chose to flirt with my girlfriend instead of Jessie.

The grass was always greener on the other side.

Although Brandon was the boss of his own business, he only chose a chophouse on the street to treat us to dinner.

As soon as the food was served, Brandon gulped down a bottle of wine.

Zoey affectionately asked him to drink slowly.

Perhaps my attitude just now had made her a little worried, so she took the initiative to relax the atmosphere.

But I was the one being teased.

"Do you know that? William is always obedient to me. He will do everything I told him to. William, show them how you kneel down to me."

She was wearing a short skirt and stepping on a wine box, inviting me to perform.

She looked like an animal trainer who was trying to make a bear put on a show.

I put down the knife and fork in my hand and leaned against the back of the chair, looking at her expressionlessly.

She seemed to disagree with my reaction and came over to pull me.

"Hurry up, it’s Brandon’s treat today. Let’s put on a good show."

I was played by her like a clown.

Without any dignity.