In my junior year of college, my period was delayed for two weeks. I went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor told me I was six weeks pregnant.
Speaking of this, I have to start from that summer. That year, I stayed at school during the summer vacation to participate in a social practice activity organized by the school. My name is Xiaoyu, and I come from a small county. My parents are quite traditional. I thought it would be better to gain some social experience during the summer and avoid being nagged by my parents at home.
That summer was particularly hot, and the school's club activities were in full swing. I joined a group that went to teach in remote mountain areas. There was a boy in the team named A-Jie, who had a sunny smile and was the kind of person everyone liked. We stayed in the mountains for a month, teaching the kids during the day and chatting and eating together in the evenings. Life was quite enjoyable.
A-Jie was the team leader and took great care of us girls. I had a good impression of him, thinking he was very responsible. Perhaps due to spending so much time together, we gradually grew closer, and feelings for each other quietly developed.
After the social practice activity ended, A-Jie and I started to have an ambiguous relationship. Back at school, we began to date frequently, watching movies, eating out, and studying together. We both understood our feelings, but neither of us broke the unspoken tension between us.
That evening, we had dinner at a small restaurant near the school. After dinner, he suggested we go to his rented place for a while. I didn't think much about it and went with him. His place was near the school and was quite clean and tidy. That night, we talked a lot, from childhood stories to our dreams for the future. As we talked, the atmosphere became a bit ambiguous, and what happened next felt natural.
After that night, we became a real couple. That semester, we were very happy, like all couples in love, looking forward to the future together.
Time flew by, and autumn arrived. My period was still late. I started to panic because I had always been very regular. I secretly looked up some information online and the more I read, the more scared I became. I decided to go to the hospital for a check-up because having this worry hanging over me was too much.
One day, I went to the hospital by myself. Sitting outside the doctor's office, my heart was pounding. When it was my turn, I walked in almost stiffly. The doctor was a middle-aged woman who looked very kind. I told her my situation, and she had me take a test.
When the test results came out, the doctor told me, "You are already six weeks pregnant." Hearing those words, my mind went blank and I couldn't hear anything else. I mechanically asked, "What should I do?"
The doctor looked at me and sighed, "You can either keep it or... it's your decision."
When I left the hospital, I was in a daze. Sitting on the bus, looking at the scenery outside the window, my mind was a mess. I didn't know how to face A-Jie, and even more, I didn't know how to face my parents.
That evening, I called A-Jie and asked him to meet at our usual café. When he arrived, he seemed in a good mood and even asked if I had any good news. I forced a smile and told him directly, "I'm pregnant."
He was stunned and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he finally asked, "Are you sure?"
I nodded, "Yes, the doctor said it's already six weeks."
He was silent for a while and finally sighed, "So, what should we do?"
"What do you think?" I asked him back.
He looked up at me, "Xiaoyu, I know this is hard for you. Maybe... maybe we should..."
A sharp pain pierced my heart. Although I had thought about it too, hearing him say it out loud was still hard to accept. I lowered my head, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.
He came over and hugged me, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu. It's not that I don't want this baby, it's just... we're not capable of taking care of him right now."
After crying for a while, I nodded, "I understand."
For the next few days, I kept thinking about the issue. Eventually, I decided to go to the hospital for an abortion. A-Jie accompanied me, taking care of me throughout the process. After the procedure, he took me back to my dorm and stayed with me.
During the recovery period, I was very depressed. Even though A-Jie stayed by my side, our relationship gradually grew cold. Perhaps because of this incident, there was a rift between us. Coupled with academic pressure and uncertainties about the future, our relationship eventually came to an end.
During that time, I buried myself in my studies, trying not to think about the sad things. Gradually, I regained my rhythm of life and began planning my future.
After graduation, I found a good job, and life slowly got back on track. I heard that A-Jie also moved to another city for work and was doing well. We never contacted each other again, but that experience left a deep mark on my heart.
Looking back on those days, I have no regrets. After all, it was a part of my life and taught me many things. Everyone goes through storms as they grow, but as long as you stay strong in your beliefs, life will always move towards the light.