Sis. Tong: I'm in agony, and I don't know why, but in every love affair, I end up being the one who gets hurt. Maybe it's because I always fall in love with men who are much better than me? But since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes, so what's wrong with that? I don't understand, why do those excellent men not cherish my feelings at all, they order me around, and when they want to break up, they just do it without any hesitation or room for negotiation. My first love was the president of the Student Union in our school. Actually, he was the one who pursued me, and I accepted him. Not long after, he wanted to take our relationship to the next level physically, but I didn't agree, and he just turned around and left, acting very cool...