Are we going to stop playing love games and start getting married?

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Twenty-four hours a day, every minute, every second, because of our cold war, because of your indifference, because of your lack of concern, I feel like I'm living in hell. Do you know? You haven't spoken to me for a whole month. I stroke the flowers I replanted on the table. What should it be like to love someone? Isn't it enough to just be sincere? Even though I know it's not the other person's fault, I still keep waiting for them to admit their mistakes. If they don't bow their heads, if they don't admit their mistakes, is this the end for us? Is love just about compromise? Staring blankly at the flowers in the pot, I think to myself, "My dear teacher, I planted you in my heart with my love, but now, it seems I'm not reaping more and more rewards, but rather withering and dying!"
Xu Yi received a registered letter from home. Inside was a stack of women's photos. It seems there's no escaping it this time; his family is forcing him to make a decision. Annoyed, Xu Yi decided to go downstairs to buy cigarettes. Although he had quit for many years, he still wanted to use the taste of cigarettes to dilute the bitterness in his heart. When he returned, he found Liang Hao lurking suspiciously outside Wang Jie's door, peeking through the crack every now and then. "Hmph, rejected by Wang Jie too many times, serves him right!" But Xu Yi was stunned by the unwavering determination and deep affection in Liang Hao's eyes. Only then did he believe that Liang Hao wasn't playing a prank; he loved Wang Jie, perhaps even more than he loved himself. But how could a love triangle continue? Xu Yi shook his head helplessly and went into his dorm room without saying goodbye. One cigarette went out, another lit… He didn't know how much time had passed, but when the dorm floor was covered in cigarette butts, Xu Yi painfully made a decision. He randomly flipped through the stack of photos, picked one at random, and mailed it out. What difference did it make if the person he was going to spend his life with wasn't Wang Jie, but just another stranger? Since he had decided to let go, to no longer be entangled in this emotional vortex of three people, then let it go. But why did his heart ache so much? Could he really just stop loving someone just by saying he didn't love them anymore? If, if he were three to five years younger, he definitely wouldn't let go. He would fight to the death for this love with Liang Hao. But "if" is just "if." He's no longer young; he's thirty-five, while Liang Hao is only twenty-three. He can't afford to continue this cold war every day, especially since Liang Hao truly loves Wang Jie. It seems more suitable for Liang Hao and his junior. So, please be happy, Wang Jie, please be happy... That's what he thought, but Xu Yi murmured, "Wang Jie, I love you, I love you, I love you..."
While grading papers, I kept looking up in confusion. It's the third day, isn't it? Why can't I even see Xu Yi in his office? Could something have happened? This thought startled me. I immediately put down my pen, went to the headmaster, and casually asked, pretending not to care, "Hey, where's that Professor Xu Yi? I haven't seen him in class. Why?" Later, the headmaster told me that he was sick and had taken a week off. Hearing this, my heart ached so much I felt like I could suffocate. I ran towards the dormitory as fast as I could. Forget about face, dignity, compromise—I didn't care about any of it anymore! I was wrong, it was all my fault. I won't do it again, teacher, please, please, please be alright! As I thought this, tears streamed down my
face. I knocked on the teacher's dormitory door, but there was no response. I tried pushing it; the door wasn't locked. As soon as I entered the dormitory, a pungent smell of smoke hit me. Oh my god, what happened? What went wrong? Cigarette butts were everywhere. The teacher was lying stiffly on the bed, his hair disheveled, and stubble on his chin—he looked like he hadn't groomed himself for days. His eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, completely unaware of my presence. I rushed to the teacher, crying as I hugged him tightly. "Teacher, please don't do this! You have to take care of yourself! I was wrong, it was all my fault before. I promise I won't do it again, please forgive me!" Xu Yi glanced at Wang Jie, then stared blankly at the ceiling, only uttering two words softly, "Too late." Hearing those two words, I was very confused. "What's too late? What do you mean by too late? Explain yourself!" I shook him hard, trying to bring him to his senses. Xu Yi looked at Wang Jie, saying nothing. Why did it still hurt so much, so much...? "Tell me, explain yourself..." Gradually realizing the seriousness of the situation, my tears flowed more and more, and I shook him harder and harder. Xu Yi moved his lips, wanting to say so much, to offer so many explanations, but he couldn't utter a single word. Finally, the words that escaped his lips were, "I-am-getting-married." I released my grip, stopped shaking him, and screamed hysterically, "What did you say? Did I hear that right? Are you sure you said you're getting married? To some woman? Is that what you mean?" Xu Yi nodded with difficulty, "Yes, you heard me right, I'm getting married, to some woman." He paused briefly, swallowed, and then continued, "I'm old, I can't play your young people's love games anymore. I wish you and Liang Hao happiness." I stared incredulously at the person before me, the person I had loved for so many years, whose words were increasingly cruel. Teacher, do you know that your words are cutting my heart like knives? I completely collapsed, gripping the headboard, terrified that I would fall and shatter into pieces. I was already sobbing uncontrollably, recalling what the teacher had just said. Was everything we had just done a love game? I spoke with a mocking smile, "Oh, you can't play the love game anymore, so you fucking play marriage, huh?" Xu Yi remained silent. What could any further explanation change? I leaned against the pillar, just watching him cry. What could I do besides cry? He would soon belong to someone else, soon be someone else's husband. Haha, how ridiculous! This is the kind of person I fell in love with. After hugging me, he nonchalantly told me he was getting married, and then marrying someone else. Was all the sweetness before just a mirage, a fleeting dream? I don't know how much time passed before I finally spoke. I had already decided to compromise before coming here, so what was one more compromise? Wiping away my tears, I choked out, "Really? Is there no way to turn things around?" Xu Yi nodded, but held me tightly in his arms. He was in pain too; he didn't want to hurt the person in front of him, the one he loved and cared about deeply. Seeing Xu Yi's insistence on ending things between us, I thought, "Let it end." I tried to admit my mistakes, I tried to compromise, but one compromise wasn't enough. Why couldn't I win back my teacher's heart? I wanted to pry his hands away, I wanted to leave, I didn't want to love him anymore... But he held me too tightly; I couldn't pull away no matter what I did. "Let go!" I forced myself to utter those two cold, emotionless words. Xu Yi slowly released his hands, bit by bit. "Don't do anything foolish. You're still young; you'll meet better people in the future!" After saying that, Xu Yi lay down and turned away. He knew he had completely lost Wang Jie; there was no turning back! "Don't worry, I won't let someone as heartless as you get to my breaking point." He said that and left, feigning strength...
I don't know how I got back to my dorm; my mind was completely blank. All those years of love and countless days of longing for him were gone. What did I have left? What was left? Was he too late? If I had woken up sooner, compromised sooner, and admitted my mistakes sooner, would things have been different? Thinking about it, I started crying again. My feelings were so cheap; people are so pathetic!

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