off a cliff

chapter 2

I didn't sleep well tonight.

I felt panicky but couldn't find why.

I woke up at six.

I couldn't sleep, so I picked up my phone.

I found that the social software showed that Ryan had already taken several thousand steps.

I couldn't help but think of his performance last night.

I sent him a message. "Are you angry?”

I sent the message and again, I felt it didn't make sense.

It was Ryan who asked me to send the gift.

Why would he be angry about this?

But then I thought.

Besides, there hasn't been anything recently that is worth his getting angry about.

Ryan didn't reply for a long time.

I had to explain that I sent the gift because you didn't show up.

The message was sent.

But I got the auto-respond. "The message was sent, but not received.”

I stared at my phone.

I felt panic again.

After taking a deep breath, I called Ryan, but he refused to answer.

I sent a text message: "If there is anything, we can communicate peacefully."

"Where are you?" I sent out the second message.

However, he even blocked my phone number.

Moreover, on all the software where I had added his contact information, he blocked me completely, and even the game was not spared.

I slightly raised my head and held back the rising tears.

Ryan was expressing his dissatisfaction.

Since we got to know each other, he has been telling me those things all the time.

Mom and Dad have been partial to Leon since childhood.

Even relatives and friends have always thought more highly of Leon.

So he felt jealous, but was desperately eager to get Leon's approval.

He also wanted to prove that he was no worse than Leon.

So when he saw me giving a gift to Leon, he felt betrayed.

The only person who favored him also stood on Leon's side.

But clearly, it was he who asked me to give the gift.

Besides, I know that Ryan is sensitive, and may overthink.

So, starting from choosing the gift, I asked for his opinion at every step.

Throughout this whole process, Ryan didn't show the slightest unhappiness.

If he had said no at that time, or just frowned a little, I would surely have understood his thoughts and would surely have stopped giving gifts to Leon.

I pinched my hand.

I sent Ryan a message with a different number: "Return my message, let's talk"

"If you're unhappy about last night, tell me. "

"Let's chat. "

Messages were sent one after another.

Finally, Ryan simply blocked this number as well.

I let go of my hand, and the mobile phone fell onto the carpet.

Ryan sulks a lot.

He never said what was wrong.

I need to guess his thoughts bit by bit and then untie the knots in his heart.

Later on, it became a common understanding between us that we should not block each other's contact information even when we quarreled.

This is to leave a communication channel to help us clear up misunderstandings.

But this time, Ryan has blocked all the contact information.

And I can't even figure out what exactly I did wrong.