For my boyfriend's birthday, I gave him a $2 lottery ticket. It ended up winning $5 million. My boyfriend calmly said, "Thanks, babe." I snatched the lottery ticket right back and cursed, "Who are you calling babe? Don't get ahead of yourself." "Give you a birthday present? Are you crazy, I don't even know you." Later, when I ordered male models at a KTV, I ran into my boyfriend. He poured me 10 glasses of wine. Heh. Still just after my money. Finally, he asked impatiently, "You don't recognize the keys to a Rolls-Royce, and you don't even recognize a Patek Philippe watch?" "Also, the minimum spend here is $300,000." "The red wine you just ordered, one bottle is $1.2 million, another is $1.8 million, and there's one for $2.6 million." "8 male models, $800,000 appearance fee." "You've spent a total of $6.7 million." I turned my head, looking at him in shock, and murmured, "Babe..." He sneered, "Excuse me, do I know you?" 1 My boyfriend is a senior student at my university. He was pretty easy to pursue. I pretended I couldn't understand Advanced Calculus and asked him to tutor me. He agreed. Then we went to an empty classroom. I sat next to him while he explained the problems. As he tutored, I just kind of leaned into his chest. I looked at him with my big, watery eyes and said, "Senior, my chest really hurts." He remained as still as a mountain, looking down at me. I grabbed his long, slender hand, placed it on my chest, and said, "Right here, what should I do?" "You're so thirsty." That's what he said. 2 "Huh? Do I have a fever?" I slipped my hand inside his shirt, "Let me see the temperature difference between us." His chest was so hard. I was half-lying on his lap, and that felt pretty... you know too. Hehe. I rubbed against him purposefully. Then I got up. Sitting completely on his lap, I pressed my forehead against his: "Am I hot? I don't feel it." I looked into his eyes. He has really beautiful peach-blossom eyes. I looked at his high nose bridge. And the thin lips below it. I said, "Senior, you've been explaining for so long, you must be thirsty, right? Let me give you some water." And then I kissed him. My senior was actually playing hard to get at first. 3 Using the experience I gained from watching 800 adult videos, I finally managed to turn him on. Then the two of us kissed passionately in the empty classroom. I guess that meant we were officially together. I couldn't help but sigh. Everyone said he was aloof and untouchable, but I thought he was pretty easy to get. I hadn't even given him the red string bracelet I braided myself, the pen I'd used for 5 years, or the little potted plant growing in a water bottle. For the next while, whenever I didn't have class, I went to find him to make out. I was a freshman. He was a sophomore. I didn't even know how much I actually liked him. But I felt like I was coming out of a long period of sexual repression and was dying to sleep with him. It was just extreme curiosity. Now that I was in college, my phone usage wasn't restricted anymore. I started binge-watching those videos again and browsing adult forums... Every night before bed, what I watched left me feeling itchy all over. All I could think about was sleeping with him. Then the next day, I would definitely drag him to an empty corner, kiss him enough, and touch him enough. I was waiting for him to invite me to get a hotel room. 4 It's not about whether a girl should take the initiative or not. It's just that I felt if I invited him to a hotel, shouldn't I be the one paying for the room? I couldn't let myself fall into that moral dilemma. But when he was with me, he was clearly excited too, he just wouldn't say the words. I couldn't figure out what his deal was. My two roommates who were dating had already experienced that. Whenever I asked, they'd just say I'd understand once I experienced it myself. Which only made me more curious. I was practically dying of curiosity. Until I saw his ID card. His birthday was coming up. I quickly asked him, "Babe, what are you doing for your birthday?" He said, "I have to go home on my birthday." He paused for a second: "It's not convenient to take you back just yet." I quickly expressed my understanding. He said, "The day before my birthday, I'm treating everyone to dinner." 5 According to the dating traditions at our school, that meant he would invite his bros, and I would bring my roommates and best friends. But normally that was for dinner in the evening. After eating, everyone would go play all night. Yes. Getting to college is true freedom. It's so fucking awesome. I thought about how with so many people there in the evening, they would probably give him gifts. If my gift was shabby, I'd be laughed at. Which wouldn't be good for my mating prospects for the next four years. So I said, "Then during the day we can have some alone time, and the others can give you gifts later." He nodded. 6 I really wanted to know where we could get a hotel room for free. If I didn't get to sleep with a handsome guy like him, I'd regret it for the rest of my life. Plus, he wasn't materialistic yet, so he seemed like an easy catch. The day before his birthday arrived. It happened to be a Saturday. We planned to stick together the whole day, and then have dinner with our roommates in the afternoon. To be honest, I was broke. I assumed everyone around me was broke too. Maybe just slightly richer than me. Anyway, our dorm always grouped together to score freebies and buy tissue paper for ten cents a pack. So, I assumed he was broke too. The watches he occasionally wore, I figured were knock-offs. Of course, I didn't recognize the brands anyway. I was too embarrassed to ask him, afraid of hurting his pride. Besides, what's wrong with being a little vain? Wasn't it just that he blamed me, his useless girlfriend, for not being able to spend money on him? 7 I held his hand and said enthusiastically, "Senior, today is your birthday, and the first birthday we're spending together. I'm going to give you a very unique gift." A slight smile appeared on his lips: "This is actually the first time you're giving me a gift." My heart skipped a beat. He was actually keeping track of this? He had given me an Apple phone and an Apple laptop. Because when I couldn't finish my assignments, I complained that my phone and computer were trash. When we went to the cafeteria to eat, I swiped his card. If he forgot to give me his card to swipe, I would only get plain rice and free seaweed egg drop soup, to make him feel guilty. I looked at him carefully and asked, "Are you guys really that petty? Keeping track of something like this?" He shut his mouth and stopped talking. I felt the atmosphere get a little awkward. I held his hand and started making empty promises: "I'm a little poor right now, but don't underestimate a poor youth. When I strike it rich in the future, I'll definitely treat you well and bring all the gifts in the world to you." He glanced at me and just said, "Oh." 8 Until we walked up to a small store with "Lottery" written on it. I pointed at it and said, "Babe, this is where our dreams originate." He looked at me with a confused expression. I pulled him by the hand, and boldly and generously said to the owner, "Give me a lottery ticket!" I turned back to my boyfriend and said, "I'm giving you the chance to win 5 million." "This is more meaningful than any other cheap gift." The owner stared at his watch, unable to speak for a long time. I picked his birthday numbers and combined them with mine. The owner printed it out. Then handed it to me. He took a picture of the lottery ticket. I asked, "Who are you sending that to?" "Since it's such a meaningful gift, of course I have to make it a reality." Wow. I looked at him admiringly. He was really good at bragging. I'd brag like that too in the future. 9 We found another empty little corner and made out. I felt two hotel key cards in his clothes. I was shocked: "Who are you sleeping with?!" "Tonight's for us." I was instantly overjoyed. Tears of joy practically drooled from the corner of my mouth. In the evening, we had dinner with our roommates. They went out to play. We were getting ready to go to the hotel. We happened to pass a lottery stand, and it was time for the drawing. We stood there to see if we won. I hadn't held out any hope. Result: We won! First prize. I was so excited I couldn't speak. 10 He smiled, eyes curving, and said to me, "Thank you for the birthday gift, babe. I really won 5 million." In that moment, I thought a lot. My mind traveled across mountains and rivers, even anticipating a courtroom confrontation. I snatched the lottery ticket right back and cursed, "Who are you calling babe? Don't get ahead of yourself." "Give you a birthday present? Are you crazy, do I even know you?" The lottery stand owner was stunned. Winking at me frantically. Praising me for doing the right thing. He was stunned too... Only I wasn't stunned... I grabbed the ticket and ran. I didn't go eat with him, and I didn't go to the hotel. I didn't sleep at all that night. I kept thinking, I'm rich now. How am I going to splurge and enjoy life?
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