Love Story8–Chapter 1
I was deeply focused on polishing my thesis, hoping to end my college journey on a high note.
Just then, a message in the neighborhood group chat caught my attention–a link to a live outdoor broadcast.]]
Curious, I clicked on it, only to see a group of people, their emotions running high, holding banners and protesting at the entrance of a residential complex.[]
The slogan on the banner was striking: “Punish Homewreckers, It’s Everyone’s Responsibility.“]
The streamer was passionately shouting while Interacting with the viewers in the live chat.
“Everyone, remember to like and follow! We’ll show you the true face of this homewrecker!“]
Then, they marched into the neighborhood
When the camera panned across the entrance, I was startled to realize it was my own neighborhood.
The
comment section was filled with various reactions:
“No way!
This looks like our neighborhood. How unlucky to be living in the same place with a homewrecker!”
“I used to think that high–end residential areas wouldn’t have such morally bankrupt situations. Guess I was naive.“]
“I hate homewreckers the most. My father had an affair and even had a child with her. Streamer, take us to teach her a lesson!”
As the number of viewers grew, the streamer became more excited, shouting at the camera, “Everyone, if we reach 200,000 likes, I’ll have the motivation to knock on that bitch’s door!”
1 frowned, thinking about how far people would go for the sake of views.]
Just as I was about to exit the stream, a familiar face appeared on screen–it was Kamila Thomas from our dorm.
In our junior year, my father had gone through a lot of trouble to transfer her from another school into our class, saying she was a relative from back home who needed some care.
However, I didn’t live on campus recently, so we weren’t that close.
Now, Kamila was in front of the camera, tears streaming down her face.]
“My parents used to be very much in love, known by everyone as a model couple. But ever since this bitch came between them, everything has changed. She’s young but incredibly skilled at destroying families. When my mom found out, she had a heart attack and is still in the hospital.”
“But this bitch continues to pester my dad, as if she wants my mom dead.“]]
Kamila’s tearful plea quickly won the sympathy and support of the live viewers. They all expressed their desire to help her seck justice and punish the homewrecker.
Seeing this, I couldn’t help but marvel at how small the world was, to stumble upon a classmate’s story in a live stream.
However, with my thesis taking up all my energy, I didn’t have the handwidth to pay attention to this drama.
After closing the stream, I sent my revised thesis to my advisor.
Then, after a moment’s thought, I decided to call my roommate, Nora Carter.]
“Hey, Nora, do you know where Kamila is?”
Nora sounded a bit surprised, “She hasn’t been around the dorm recently. I heard she took some time off. Why? Did something happen?
I explained, “Nora, could you look into it for me? She’s a relative from back home, and I want to see if I can help her with anything.”
Just as I finished speaking, the doorbell rang.]
When I opened the door, I was immediately shoved to the ground by a forceful push.
A group of people burst into my home.[]
To my shock, it was the same crowd from the live stream who were out to punish the homewrecker.]
How did they find this place?
The leading streamer, upon seeing me, eagerly aimed the camera at my face.
“Look, this is the shameless homewrecker!”
“Look at the luxurious house she lives in–there’s no way she could afford this without resorting to dirty tricks!”
Then, the group began pointing fingers at me, condemning my supposed actions.
I was left dizzy and disoriented, and I quickly shouted, “You’ve got it wrong! I’m not a homewrecker!“]
No sooner had the words left my mouth than a rotten egg was hurled at my face.[]
“You wicked woman! The evidence is clear, and you still want to deny it!]]
“You’re living in such a nice place with my dad’s money–how shameless can you bet“]
I felt a surge of anger and helplessness, unsure of how to clear up this mess, my heart filled with frustration and despair.
Chapter 2
