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I have frequented the same chat line for over three years and made wonderful online friendships. However, I grew bored with typical chat and the Internet altogether, so I decided to take a break.
After about a week offline, I returned late one night to check my mail. There was an email from a lady friend I'd met in chat. She went on about a man who had recently entered the room, claiming he was the "male incarnate" of me. Anyone who knows me knows I'm a bit of a character with a warped sense of humor. Finding someone who isn't instantly annoyed is a chore, let alone a man who shares the same traits. I dismissed the email and went about my business.
Later that night, I wandered online and came across an entertaining photo gallery. Clicking through, I stumbled upon one gentleman's photo and was stunned. After about ten minutes, I finally looked away and ventured into chat. There, I found the woman who had emailed me. She insisted, "You just have to meet him," ranting about how alike we were. I laughed, thinking it amusing, but she pressed, "No, I'm serious! You have to talk to him." I agreed to try later and left quickly, only to find myself staring again at that anonymous photo.
About four hours later, I returned to chat. A few friends were discussing daily events when, suddenly, a new name entered, rambling about being the "presentment of madness." I quickly spoke up, laughing, and told the stranger that title was already mine. He was silent for a moment, then sent me a whisper: "So YOU are the woman I've heard so much about." I replied, "I see my reputation precedes me." It was then I noticed his sidebar photo (the chat room had an option to post photos). I almost fell from my chair when I realized I was talking to the man in the photo—the same one I'd found earlier. After several hours whispering, we opted to enter a personal chat room. We found each other fascinating and thoroughly enjoyed our conversation.
Since then, our relationship has grown tremendously. We've even admitted our love to each other. We both agree it seems crazy—the sort of thing you read about in a book, hardly real. Neither of us was looking when fate led us together; neither needed love. In fact, neither believed in love, especially online love, before we met. Yet, we both desperately want to be together, to learn, love, and experience what this offers. It's simply amazing. So much for not seeking love.
It felt like we were two long-lost lovers reunited after a long journey. He put it best when he said:
"Life is full of shit... lots of it. And there are many times when you may feel stuck or bored, and it seems nothing holds your interest or doesn't piss you off. Well, there is such a thing as true love. It's there, it's indescribable, and few are blessed with it. We are one of the lucky couples."
Truly, the luckiest man and woman ever.
中文翻译
我常去同一个聊天室已三年有余，并结交了一些美好的网友。然而，我对千篇一律的聊天和整个网络都感到厌倦，于是决定休息一下。
离线大约一周后，一天深夜我回来查看邮件。收件箱里有一封来自聊天室认识的女性朋友的邮件。她滔滔不绝地谈论一个最近进入聊天室的男子，声称他是我的“男性化身”。认识我的人都知道我有点古怪，幽默感扭曲。找到一个不会立刻感到厌烦的人已是难事，更别说是一个有同样特质的男人了。我完全没把这封邮件当回事，继续忙自己的事。
那天深夜，我在网上闲逛，偶然发现一个很有趣的相册。浏览时，我瞥见一位绅士的照片，瞬间被吸引住了。大约十分钟后，我才移开视线，决定去聊天室看看。在那里，我遇到了那位给我发邮件的女士。她坚持说：“你一定要见见他，”并喋喋不休地说我们有多么相似。我觉得好笑便笑了，但她坚持道：“不，我是认真的！你必须和他聊聊。”我答应稍后会试试，然后迅速离开，却又发现自己再次盯着那张匿名照片出神。
大约四小时后，我再次进入聊天室。只有几个朋友在闲聊日常，突然，一个新名字出现，胡言乱语地说自己是“疯狂的化身”。我立刻笑着插话，告诉这位陌生人那个头衔早已被我占据。他沉默了片刻，然后给我发来一条“私语”：“原来你就是我久闻大名的那个女人。”我回复道：“看来我名声在外啊。”这时我才注意到他的侧边栏照片（这个聊天室有上传个人照片的选项）。当我意识到我正在和照片中的男人聊天——正是我早些时候看到的那张照片时，我差点从椅子上摔下来。私聊了几个小时后，我们决定进入我的私人聊天室。我们发现彼此都很有趣，更不用说，我们非常享受这次对话。
自那以后，我们的关系突飞猛进。我们甚至向彼此坦白了爱意。我们都觉得这很疯狂——就像书里读到的故事，几乎不像是真的。命运让我们相遇时，我们都没有在寻找；我们都不需要爱情。事实上，在相遇之前，我们都不相信爱情，尤其是网恋。然而，我们都极度渴望在一起，去学习，去爱，去体验这一切带来的可能。这简直太奇妙了。说什么不寻求爱情呢？
感觉就像我们是一对久别重逢的恋人。他说得最好：
“生活充满了糟心事……很多糟心事。很多时候你可能会感到困顿或无聊，似乎没有什么能吸引你的兴趣，或者不让你恼火。然而，真爱是存在的。它就在那里，难以言喻，只有少数人能幸运拥有。我们就是其中一对幸运的伴侣。”
我们真是有史以来最幸运的男人和女人。