I wanted to go beyond the limits, but my boyfriend didn't agree.

After we got drunk, I suggested we go further. He agreed, but just as we were about to cross the line, he suddenly sobered up and quickly put my clothes back on.

I'm a 19-year-old girl from Hanoi, quite pretty, and from a well-off family. He's a guy from the Southeast region, the same age as me, with an average appearance, and his family isn't as well-off as mine. I'm not saying this to brag, just to let everyone know more about our relationship. We met during the summer of my 7th grade year, when he came to Hanoi to visit. He was staying with relatives, but one day he got lost and didn't know his way home. He met me, and I helped him get home, and we've known each other ever since. For the next two years, we kept in touch online like close friends. He has a very captivating and clever way of talking, understanding people's feelings, and I gradually developed feelings for him.

At the beginning of 10th grade, he started pursuing me. Although I had feelings for him, it took me a while to accept him. We dated for five days; being from the South and the North, there weren't many conflicts. On the sixth day, he broke up with me, saying he didn't understand why I loved him and that he wasn't anything special compared to other guys around me. I agreed to break up after two days of thinking, on the condition that we stay in touch. No one knew about our relationship, not even our families or friends, because both our families were quite old-fashioned and forbade dating to focus on our studies. After the breakup, we still kept in touch, and I felt he still loved me.

We started seeing each other more often. Sometimes he would come to Hanoi to visit me, and sometimes I would go south to visit him. Our trips became more frequent (of course, we lied to our families). He was very clear about money; when we went out, he only used his own earned money, while the money his parents gave him was for food and tuition. He was very ambitious and worked hard from the 11th grade to earn money to visit and take me out. He loved backpacking, so we traveled to almost every corner of Vietnam. Things continued like this until we went to university. He got accepted into a prestigious university in Ho Chi Minh City, and I also studied at a university in Hanoi. From time to time, we would arrange to visit each other and go out.

Last March, my family arranged for me to study abroad. I was terrified of being away from him because I had fallen deeply in love with him, but I couldn't refuse my family's wishes. Before I left, I visited him and told him I wanted to get back together and make our relationship public, but he disagreed. He said he was afraid of a long-distance relationship, afraid of betrayal, afraid I wouldn't come back. He said that if I returned after finishing my studies or he went there, we would officially go public. Hearing him say that made me very sad, but I also had hope, and I was very afraid of his fears.

The day I boarded the plane, he skipped school and work to see me off like a close friend. Around mid-May, I secretly returned to Vietnam to visit him, and he was very surprised, and I could see the joy in his eyes. In the following days, I rented a room in Ho Chi Minh City and cooked for him. One day, I invited him out for drinks, and because we were too drunk, I suggested we go beyond the limits. He agreed, but just as we were about to cross the line, he suddenly sobered up, quickly putting my clothes back on. He apologized and explained that it wasn't the right time, that we were still young, had nothing to our name, and he was afraid I would suffer if I got pregnant.

Then he said something that hurt me deeply; he said that we might not end up together in the future.

According to VNE