OK. Let me now write the unrevealed story about Piggy, in short, and at very first time, in English -- only because my home internet was broken and I couldn't type in Chinese without my laptop.

Let's back to the beginning of this story: around five months ago, after coming back London from China in July, I was dating two guys, one is Piggy, and one is Jon. I met Jon first, and then he invited me to go dinner at his house one week later, but before that week came, I met Piggy.

Probably that's how my life track played: If I could call back the time, and everything could be changed at that point, I would like to meet Piggy first, then there's nothing will happen like now.

When I first met Piggy in a night club at Westminster, very close to Whitehall, where he was working at, we were both caught in our first sight. It was a instinct connection between he and me. It was a weekend, Friday or Saturday, I can't remember, and right before that day, I met Jon for our second date and he asked me to go dinner at his house next weekend as our third date. However, at that point, I would say, there's nothing certain between him and me yet, and for sure, we just met two times and even were not boyfriend and girlfriend yet.

In another word, if I didn't met Piggy that night, my life afterwards would be far more easier. Even at today, I broke up with Jon, I will not have such regret on him.

Because at that time, only because of Jon, only because of him, I refused Piggy.

I refused Piggy by telling him that I had a boyfriend already. When he was clearly willing to be with me. After I said no to him, he went to travel to Japan for a long time. Then he completely disappeared. I know, he is trying his best to leave me, or forget me.

In his email he wrote to me after I emailed him to tell him that I will be engaged with Jon recently, he said: Jon is a very nice, kind man. He is very nice to you.

But the strange thing is, he refused to meet me or even speak to me in the phone, never again. I asked him why, and he only explained, after quite a while: I have a new girlfriend now.

The whole story is much more complicated than that. As I said, this is just a short introduction. I will write more in detail later when I feel better.

The only thing I want to say is: if I knew Jon and me will reach this end today, at that very beginning, when I made my wrong decision, I should have, should have, I should have dated him, not him.

But life can never turn around, and we can never go back.

Can we?

That's life.