Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
He entered Harvard Business School at the age of 17. However, he only stayed in the United States for three years, because his father’s disease recurred and his health was getting worse. He then had to come back before graduation and began to learn to do business with his father. From that day on, his academic status had been registered in University Z for four years. He, however, only attended classes occasionally. >ost of the time, he would study by himself, follow on projects with his father and participate in business activities one after another.
His father put all his hope on him, expecting him to make Mo family more prosperous. Therefore, under such huge pressure, he grew up without so-called youth or childhood fun. It was not until he was 24 years old that his father stepped back, reassured, with the belief that he could support the whole company and family. Less than three months later, his father passed away.
For so many years, only he himself knew how he had come along all the way. Though born in a rich family, he did not lead a life of a rich young man. He walked alone in the darkness, knowing no tiredness, like a solitary soldier.
His face was cold as frost, with no smiles all year round, as if saying “do not come close if you do not know me”. Other students felt that he was difficult to approach, even thinking that he deemed himself high-profile, thus despising them. However, this was not the case. He had lived such a life under huge pressure for many years, hardly participating in group activities or making friends. With poor normal communicative ability, he could only see through other people’s minds and know how to negotiate, cheat, collude and play psychological tactics with others.
So he never took the initiative to talk to other people, even when he came to the age perfect for a loving relationship. He would never pursue any girl, nor be attracted by anyone.
However, he often received all kinds of confession letters from girls, some of who were even bold enough to ask him for a date, but he ignored them all because he did not know how to deal with them.
At the age of 22 years old, he found a girl tracking him from time to time, taking pictures of him with a camera. He had the habit of running in the morning and reading on the lawn in the evening. Almost every time the girl would stay around until he left.
She never said anything, just sitting quietly somewhere near, taking some photos or drawing something on her notebook. He knew that she had come because of him, but he never wanted to greet her or accost her, simply looking back occasionally.
Later, he occasionally received some gifts sent directly to his apartment, some snacks, some portraits of him, and some other small things such as hand-made ornaments, all of which were sent anonymously. At first, he did not know who it was. Later, when he saw those cartoon portraits of him, he then knew that they were from the girl who often took pictures of him.
She took pictures of him secretly like this for one year, and sent gifts to him seven or eight times. Every time he received them, he simply laughed over, never thinking of having anything to do with a girl he didn’t know. At his 23rd birthday, she sent him a cake, a watch together with a card, which said that she wanted to be his girlfriend and that she loved him more than any other girl did. On the back of the card left her phone number.
Simply for fun, he sent a message, asking her to book a room in the hotel waiting for him. He thought she would be frightened away. Unexpectedly, however, a few hours later, she did send him the address and room number of the hotel.