📕After 10 years, my GF chose him. So I ghosted her and transferred to Caltech.

10 years of relationship, I thought we were each other's whole world. 💔
Until I heard her say with my own ears that she was thoroughly tired of me, and if I broke up with her actively, it would be a relief for her.
She casually pushed away the chicken soup I had stewed for hours right in front of me, but happily drank the milk tea bought by another man—a drink she had once sworn never to touch for her figure. 🥤
The most fatal blow was when I found out that the unique bracelet, a birthday gift she had meticulously prepared for me for seven months, was actually on that man's wrist. 🤯
At that moment, my heart died.
I broke up with her, and then completely disappeared from her world. 👻
Blocked all contact information, threw away all memories of ten years, I accepted the admission offer from Caltech, and boarded a flight to a new life. 🚀
Initially, she was dismissive, thinking I would soon come back begging like usual.
But when she found out her calls weren't going through, messages were rejected, and I had vanished from the university, she started to panic. Finally, my transfer notice on the school bulletin board completely broke her.
At Caltech, I buried myself in academic research and rediscovered myself. There, I met a quiet, kind girl. She didn't have many dramatic words, but would quietly hand me a hot tea when I stayed up late, and give the most sincere smile when I achieved something. ❤️‍🩹
Later, I briefly returned to my original university for an academic event. My ex-girlfriend tearfully begged me to get back together, even learning to make my favorite chicken soup.
But it was all too late.
This time, I chose the girl who had quietly accompanied me all along. ✅
This is a story about betrayal, letting go, self-growth, and ultimately finding true happiness.