Manual feel

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Studies have shown that a kiss before leaving home greatly increases safety. However, Chinese people don't believe this; at most, they'll say "I'm leaving," grab their bags, and go. The response is often: "Come back early! If it's past seven, I'll come to your workplace and see who's more shameful!" The Chinese once valued chastity and loyalty above all else. "You belong to me, I belong to you," and no one could stray outside the marriage. Once married, the vow was broken; no matter how much resentment one felt, they had to remain faithful to the end, even unto death.

Times have changed. One day, a friend, drunk, knelt down and professed his love to a female colleague at the table in a distorted voice: "It's not that I'm embarrassed, I've wanted to say 'I love you' for a long time!" The woman helped him up, laughing, "Come on, stop being so sentimental. Do you think I'm still at the age where I can be easily fooled? If you want me to go to a hotel with you, don't play those extravagant romantic games. Love can kill people." Everyone laughed.

The Buddha said: Five hundred glances in a past life are only enough for a fleeting encounter in this one. Soon after, my friend was heartbroken. He was infatuated with that woman; breakfast became dinner, and his beard and hair became tangled. I advised him to muster his courage and not let his beloved slip away. "It wasn't just a fleeting encounter," my friend sobbed, tears welling in his eyes. "That night, we did everything we were supposed to do, but she wouldn't let me mention loving her, saying it was too much of a burden. She even said that good feelings were okay, but love was off-limits." Now, my friend's persistence had unilaterally ended the game. His fragile nerves couldn't heal the wounds of love in his memory. He said he was now suffering a second round of torment after experiencing happiness.

Seeing my friend's wounded state reminded me of a line from a flash animation: "In this world, swans walk with wild beasts, and toads gnaw on swan meat." Perhaps it's a bit like sour grapes, but the fact is, the world has truly gone mad. Don't try to steal my heart, and I will never steal yours. Lend me your body, take your heart back—it's that simple, and we can live in peace. Some say that the reason certain countries have such low divorce rates is because the "thieves" there only steal the body, not the heart, and afterwards return everything intact, each going their own way.

The human heart is the most difficult thing to understand, the most elusive, yet also the most vulnerable to being stolen. This is a fundamental issue: as long as the heart exists, the dream exists; if the heart is stolen, everything is over. Now, what's the point of getting involved? Don't get involved in anything else; no one cares about your cheap, worthless heart anymore. In this sense, it seems there are no thieves on the road of love.

But no matter how you look at it, it feels more heartbreaking than having your heart stolen.

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