Just a month ago, I really saw something I shouldn't have seen. One of my roommates broke up with her boyfriend at the beginning of this semester. Because she was with another boy in the summer vacation and her parents were very supportive, she resolutely abandoned her boyfriend. Although my boyfriend wanted to stay, he was refused. Of course, he didn't explain why he broke up with his boyfriend. Because I am in a long-distance relationship with my new boyfriend, I always open the video at night and say some sweet words.
A week later, I found my roommate still having dinner with her ex-boyfriend at noon. At that time, I thought they got back together, and I was still secretly happy. I didn't expect to hear her sweet conversation with her new boyfriend when I returned to the dormitory at night. Later, I always occasionally met her in the canteen and cuddled with her ex-boyfriend, so she now has two boyfriends, one of whom is responsible for accompanying her to dinner. A boyfriend is in charge of chatting. My worldview collapsed when I learned that she had two boyfriends. At that time, I especially wanted to talk to someone about this exciting thing, but I couldn't be impulsive, so I made a video call to my best friend in high school. With these words, my heart calmed down.
Of course, I won't tell anyone about it except my best friend. After all, what she chooses has nothing to do with me.