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It didn’t take a week for us to meet him.

He said he envied couples like us but had never met the right person.

But he was only twenty years old; he still had plenty of time!

I was still a virgin when I was twenty.

When I asked him if he was a 0 or a 1, he said he was fine with either.

I thought he would be better as a 1, but if he was a 0, that would definitely be appealing too.

After he started working for two weeks, I was sure he was a 0.

He really knew how to act cute!

I only acted cute towards my stuttering boyfriend, but he could charm anyone, and he did it effortlessly, even making people feel good about it.

My stuttering boyfriend and I were also his “victims.”

One time, my boyfriend brought home a bag of nuts, and I was puzzled because we both liked nuts and usually had them at home. We never would have bought this bag separately.

It turned out the security guy had given it to him and he couldn’t refuse.

I immediately imagined him grinning, charmingly pulling my boyfriend close, and stuffing the nuts into his arms.

Alarm bells ringing!

I absolutely wouldn’t give that flirty 0 a chance!

The next day, I took a small cake I had forced my boyfriend to make as a return gift to give that security flirt a warning.

“Thank you for the nuts you sent to my boyfriend yesterday; here’s a small cake I made. Don’t dislike it.”

He started grinning as soon as he saw me and then made an exaggerated expression after I finished speaking: “Wow! You can bake? Your boyfriend is so lucky!”

Although I felt a little shy, I was still quite proud.

“Cough, he’s tired of it; he keeps asking me to make him new ones every day.”

Oh no, I was starting to dislike myself.

But this was just the first step. I had to make him aware of how affectionate my boyfriend and I were and that there was no room for him to insert himself.

However, unexpectedly, the day after delivering the cake, he called me over and returned with an even larger, more exquisite cake.

He said he just learned to make it and wanted us to taste it.

I felt like I lost; even the small cake I made wasn’t really mine, and he could make something so good just after learning? He must be lying.

He probably got someone in his family to make it.

Okay, I knew I was being a bit petty.

After that, I changed my approach. I didn’t have any impressive talents to showcase anyway, so it was better to use what I had.

My biggest asset was that my boyfriend loved me, and I loved him too, right?

So I started to show off my love with my boyfriend crazily in front of the security 0.

When passing the security room, we held hands, linked arms, kissed, and I made my boyfriend adjust my collar, tie my shoelaces, blow in my eyes, and scratch my nose…

You could say I almost had sex in front of him.

If my boyfriend wasn’t around, just me alone, I would say a lot of grandiose sweet nothings.

To be honest, sometimes I also felt like a fool.

But I thought this tactic was working; his interactions with my boyfriend decreased, and at least he wouldn’t casually give gifts anymore.

One day, my boyfriend came home, all jealous, and said, “You… you’ve been… getting close to that… security guard lately.”

I was at a loss for words; I couldn’t say I was competing for his affection, could I?

My boyfriend told me to stay away from him; he felt like he wasn’t a good person.

It was a bit puzzling, but I was very happy and suddenly had an epiphany.

My boyfriend would never betray me; so many flirty people had approached him, so why should I care about this one?

The next day, I went to work as usual, just not doing those silly things anymore.

The security guy still smiled warmly but rather seriously invited me into the security room.

He said he was leaving; he was really just here to experience life, and now he was going back to school.

I suddenly felt a bit sad; after all this time fighting secretly, I had developed feelings.

Then I heard him say, “Hey, I like you. I liked you the first time I saw you, and the more I looked, the more I liked you. But you have a boyfriend, so I thought if your boyfriend treated you badly, I would definitely try to take you away. However, I’ve observed for the past two months, and you’re both very good, which makes it hard for me to intervene.”

I was shocked to the point that a volcano could erupt.

My rival had been secretly in love with me every day?

Wow, it turns out I was the clown.

“Actually, I really wanted to flirt with you before, but I knew you wouldn’t fall for it, so I gave up.”

Did I have that much charm?

“I understand now; a man as excellent as your boyfriend deserves you. I’m just a nobody college student, not worthy of having you. I will work hard so that when I meet someone like you again, I’ll have the confidence to pursue you.”

I didn’t know what to say, feeling dazed, and replied, “Your cake was quite good.”

He scratched his head awkwardly: “Actually, that was made by my family’s nanny. I thought you would like it that way.”

I breathed a sigh of relief; it turned out we were equally matched.

After he finished speaking, I calmed down and, in the role of a senior, gave him my approval and wished him well for the future.

When my boyfriend came back that night, I told him everything that had happened.

I initially thought my boyfriend would laugh at me, but he was extremely angry: “I knew it… he… he… didn’t have good intentions.”

The next morning, he still went to confront the security guy, having a two-minute long conversation.

In the end, he got in my car, laughing: “The kid… is… actually… pretty good.”

So you could say, “The man who acts cute has the best life.”

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Time is terrifying; suddenly, my boyfriend and I have been together for five years.

Sometimes I feel it’s incredible that I’ve gone from that miraculous “hookup” to knowing the man beside me, and even after five years, we can still hold each other tightly and provide warmth to one another.

But sometimes it feels natural, as if life should be this way.

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