Every time I love someone, my best friend "ruins" it. I'm shocked to know the reason.

Man and I have been friends since elementary school. Our houses were next to each other, separated only by a hedge of mulberry trees. When I was little, I often crawled through the bushes to Man's house to play. That was also the place where I often witnessed Man sitting and crying because her parents scolded her.

Man is strong and mischievous like a boy. Maybe because of that personality, we can be close friends. Honestly, sometimes I even forget that Man is a girl.

We took the university entrance exam at the same school, just in different departments. Man often came to my dorm to play, carefree like a girl, to the point that my roommate called her "Mr. Man".

At the beginning of my second year, I had my first love. She was a gentle and beautiful girl. I was so infatuated with her that I almost had to repeat my studies, but in the end, she dumped me.

When Man found out that my girlfriend was "playing two games", she went to see her and scolded her in public for hurting me. Since then, whoever I like or love, Man always asks to meet her to evaluate. She thinks she has a good eye for people.

Yêu ai cũng bị cô bạn thân phá đám, tôi sững sờ khi biết lý do - 1 — I could not believe that I could not love anyone for a long time because my best friend intentionally broke us up (Illustration: TD).

Time flies, both Man and I are 27 years old, with stable jobs. I had a few more relationships but for some reason, the girls left me one by one.

There were even people who were discussing the future last week, and then said "we're not compatible" the next week. Most of them gave the same reason, but I didn't know what they were not compatible about. At those times, Man was always there to comfort and encourage me.

Man has never been in love, although there have been a few guys pursuing her. She said, seeing me fall in love three or seven times and then break up, she was discouraged. She would wait until she met the right person and then decide everything at once.

A few months ago, I started a new relationship after more than a year of being single. Our relationship was on the upswing, then one day she found a reason to avoid me. I liked her, I didn’t want to give up so easily, I couldn’t let history repeat itself like this.

After several days of feeling annoyed by my frequent calls and texts, she took the initiative to meet me. She said I was fine, but my best friend was. In general, she felt it was too much trouble to be with me.

I went to see Man and asked her what really happened. After a while, Man confessed that she just wanted to test her a little bit to see if she was sincere with me, but unexpectedly, she ran away. Man said, just by looking at her, you can tell that she is the type of girl who is only good at whining and making men suffer.

I asked Man if my previous relationships were also broken because of her? She was silent, and after a while, she whispered: "I just want the best for you. You deserve to meet the best person."

I was so angry that I couldn't speak. I yelled at her that she was my friend, not my mother. Even my mother wouldn't interfere in my love life like that. She had no right. She had never been in love before, so she didn't understand my feelings.

After all these years of being friends, this was the first time I got angry with her. Perhaps because she was not used to it, Man burst into tears: "Who told you that I have never loved anyone? Who told you that I don't understand?". Having said that, Man got on her motorbike and drove away.

I told my story to a female colleague in the same room. She looked at me and frowned: "You idiot, that Miss Man loves you." I denied it, it was definitely not true. We had been close for so many years, closer than family. If Man loved me, how could I not know?

Moreover, every time I have a girlfriend, Man always takes the time to learn about them, analyze their good and bad points to see if they are suitable for me. Man worries about me more than my mother does. She is always afraid that I will be betrayed and suffer like my first love.

I just don't understand why, when my feelings for the other person started to develop, Man tried to "break it up"? Is it because Man loves me? Who loves someone and silently watches them get to know one girl after another like that?

That's what I told my colleague. When I got home and thought about it alone, I was quite confused. If Man really loved me, what should I do? I loved Man, and had never been moved. I considered Man as a relative, willing to share everything, but not love.

These past few days, I haven't contacted Man, and neither has she. I'm no longer angry with Man for what she did. I'm just worried that Man really loves me. Because if she does, I certainly can't reciprocate that feeling. I also don't want to lose our beautiful friendship. I don't know what I should do now?

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