Foolish women are the happiest

Author: Yin Meigui
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Publish Date: 2006-10-01
Features: Men are just the supporting cast in love
Every love story is so similar and muddled, whether the male protagonist is good or not seems to be unimportant. Even if he's just a supporting character, his role is merely a substitute to sustain the feeling of love. "Let's break up," I said, looking down. "I'm sorry, these past few days, my foolish views on love might have hurt you. Please forgive my immaturity." I had originally planned to say something typical of a Japanese drama to break up with him, but seeing his confused yet excited expression at being called over, I decided to just obediently go out for dinner with him and let him take me home.
"You really have to go to the 'Self-Reliance Activity' tomorrow?" he asked, stopping the car at the alleyway entrance, unable to resist. "You want to ask, how could a woman in her 26th year, who hasn’t been in school for a long time, still want to participate in the popular self-reliance activities from her student days?" I decided to be an angel tonight and calm my mood. "I just want to go, you're too busy to accompany me. If I don’t go this year, I’ll only get older and won’t dare to go in the future!" I smiled.
"You didn’t even know me when you signed up for it, so how could you take an early leave to go with me?" he grumbled slightly annoyed. Only then did I suddenly remember that a month ago, when I signed up, I didn’t even know him. I had just broken up with my 13th boyfriend and was determined to leave Taipei alone. Suddenly, the scene of the summer self-reliance activity from high school flashed in my mind, so I signed up for the so-called four-day, three-night team.
It’s all my fault for my attitude toward love. When I realized that love was just a false cycle for me, my computer diary already had my 14th lover. Knowing—loving—passionate love—arguing—breaking up. This is the general process of love, and so was mine. But after the so-called breakup, I would quickly search for the next man to replace him, keeping this love chain uninterrupted and continuing to cycle into a circle. Eventually, the sweet early stages of knowing each other shortened, the passionate love phase shrank, and it went straight to arguing, then breaking up. Then, I’d find another man.