Life ruined by "corpse picking"

Tina and I met at the pottery club. She is very beautiful, not only has a good figure, but also knows how to dress, has a lively personality and can get along well in the club. We got to know each other slowly, and then became closer and closer.

This matter has to start from the second year of high school.

Tina was "broken up" just after returning to school in the summer vacation. The reasons were all irrelevant, and those words that were too far from the topic and out of character were extremely perfunctory. Of course, I learned later that it was actually that man who cheated. I was particularly shocked. Her ex-boyfriend is so ordinary, how can she have the confidence to take such an initiative? Gao Na was with him when she was a sophomore. She worked very hard in this relationship, so the final result made her particularly sad and listless all day.

It was during that time that Tina met A. Tina was totally out of revenge and decided to have sex after only meeting twice.

A is not a student in our school. He is a junior in the School of Finance and Economics not far from our district. He is good-looking, tall and clean. At first glance, he is the type that can attract girls. During the love period, he responded to Tina, understood the details, took care of people, and did not do anything drastic. So slowly, Tina began to really move.

Tina and I discussed A's motivation to pursue herself: because it is really casual and hasty to determine love, Tina is out of anger and revenge on her ex-boyfriend, so what is A's reason? Is Neptune raising fish? His statement is that girls who have never met their sweetheart before don't want to miss it now. I didn't quite accept this statement at that time. At that time, I felt that there was an element of play, but after all, it was someone else's love, so I can't speculate too much.

Tina went to the bar with him for the first time on New Year's Day. At that time, I heard that an online celebrity DJ was going to perform here, so A asked Tina if she wanted to go with her. She had never touched a bar before, and out of curiosity, she readily agreed.

That night, it was A's friend who organized the game. Tina has seen it before, so she can talk a little, which makes her a little relaxed.

The high bar is really noisy, the dynamic music tears people's eardrums, the DJ lights up the rhythm crazily on the stage, and the men and women on the dance floor interweave and swing, releasing their inner madness. There is alcohol scattered everywhere on the bar table, and the marketing is also trying to eliminate alcohol, which has completely become an emotionless beverage machine.

These things are commonplace in some people's eyes, but in Tina's eyes, they are an amusement park full of money.

Tina has been fascinated by bars since New Year's Day, and she is more and more fascinated by that gorgeous impetuousness. She invited me, too, and I could clearly feel from her eyes that she enjoyed the fun brought by the bar.

She thinks she is familiar with the routine of the bar. She thinks she is smart enough, and she is confident that she can get out of the chaos. But it was this psychological hint that ruined her life.

At that time, the summer vacation was approaching and the subject examination was basically over. It was time for the students to relax their profligacy.

In the evening 10, Tina followed A to the appointment again. The four or five friends who came here this time were strangers, but Tina was completely at a loss for the first time, and some of them were just familiar. Soon they became familiar with each other.

After a while, several girls came, all of whom should be friends. Tina doesn't care. After the greeting, everyone began to drink.

The memory was interrupted here, and it was noon when I woke up again the next day.

The following is part of what Tina and I discussed:

Me: What happened before and after you drank? How much do you remember?

Tina: There were a lot of people at that time. We just drank together. A is right next to me. He drank a lot. I was a little dizzy in the back. I couldn't tell whether it was the wine or the light, and then I didn't remember, not at all. When I woke up again, it was already dawn. I was a little flustered when I found it in the hotel at that time, because we used to go to the Internet cafe after the end, stay for a while and go back to school at dawn. I thought A opened the room, but he was not in. When I remembered, I found that my lower body was very painful and I couldn't move. I'm naked, so I know I'm finished.

Me: What are you thinking?

Tina: I always thought it was A, so I sent a message asking where he was, but he didn't answer. I asked his roommate, and they said that A came back last night and is sleeping now. At that time, my brain exploded and I realized that I was QJ. I went to take a shower and cried while washing. I regretted it and wanted to die immediately, but what made me more devastated was that I saw condoms in the trash can. I counted five. So I was killed by LJ.

Me: Why didn't you call the police?

Tina: Shame on you! I want to jump from the upstairs at once. I don't remember how I left the hotel. I feel that people on the road are looking at me with strange eyes. I thought about calling the police, but it's difficult to obtain evidence by searching related cases online, and once it gets out, not only me, but also my family will be destroyed. I'm afraid, I dare not.

Me: What did A say?

Tina: I asked him. He said we drank too much at night and we had a fight. He went back to school to sleep in a fit of pique. I didn't say anything about what happened afterwards. I also asked them about that night, and they all said they were drunk and couldn't remember clearly. I am ambivalent and suspicious, but there is no evidence.

Me: What about the rest of your life?

Tina: I'm depressed, annoyed, wronged, resentful and desperate. I feel nothing has changed, I feel everything has changed. I'm very afraid to go to class. A lot of people think I'm naked and think everyone is talking about me. Now go back to the dormitory and lie in bed as soon as it gets dark. I don't talk much and I can't sleep. A says I've changed, and I don't want to argue, and I don't have the energy to discuss maintaining my feelings. We should break up soon. Sometimes when I read online posts, I feel glad that I won't get pregnant because they brought condoms. I think I have formed a morbid thinking.

This is the cause and effect of the whole thing. It feels ridiculous. One night is enough to destroy a person.

I learned from my classmates that in fact, most people don't set foot in bars and other places, but they can feel their curiosity from the chat process and even want to meet handsome guys and beautiful women in the wine field. But when it comes to hidden dangers, they all laugh it off, saying that the probability of such a thing happening is very small, and even if there is, it is not their own head. They are so smart.

Indeed, nothing is absolute, but everything is possible, and danger never says hello in advance.

In a mixed entertainment place, both men and women should be vigilant.

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