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After a gathering in our dorm, Xu Jiaying suddenly fell ill, experiencing severe vomiting and diarrhea shortly after eating. He was hospitalized due to food poisoning.
Despite the fact that none of us were affected, he sent over medication, insisting I share it with my roommates, saying it was for my own good, just in case. The snacks he brought were always in four portions, and he specifically reminded me to give one to Xu Jiaying, claiming it was merely a gesture of goodwill.
He tirelessly organized activities for both dorms instead of focusing on our little world. Everything felt too normal, making me the one who seemed out of place for overthinking things.
At that moment, He Yang's roommate spotted me and awkwardly greeted me before quickly leaving. He Yang paused for a moment but then casually strolled over as if nothing had happened. He knew I had heard everything, but he was confident I wouldn’t let go.
I had to admit he was right. Over the three years, he had intertwined himself in my heart like a vine, and I couldn’t uproot him completely. He reached out to ruffle my hair, his voice as gentle as ever. “Are you upset? Here’s a Qixi Gift. How about I take you out for a nice dinner tomorrow afternoon? Be good!”
I stared blankly as he firmly placed the gift in my hands. With a flicker of hope, I opened the box only to find not a necklace but a delicate bracelet. He picked it up and without hesitation fastened it around my wrist, clumsily securing the clasp at the last link.
The bracelet hung loosely; he didn’t mind, feeling accomplished just by completing the task. After saying goodbye, he left without looking back—no explanations, no promises—just another ordinary day like any in the past three years.
Should I decisively break up with him and endure the pain of extracting him from my heart? Or should I pretend not to know and muddle through until he eventually filled my world?
I chose the third option: avoidance. But my subconscious wouldn’t lie; the nightmares reflected my inner struggles and fears. My heart revealed the truth: I was wrong.
I shouldn’t blame Xu Jiaying for this misguided affection just because I couldn’t let go. I shouldn’t paint her as a villain to deceive myself into believing I hadn’t lost completely.
On Qixi Festival, I wore my prettiest dress and applied my best makeup as I arrived at the reserved restaurant, standing before my boyfriend. Seeing the astonishment in his eyes made me smile as I took a seat.
I removed the bracelet from my wrist and extended it toward him.
"Let's break up!"
He Yang's smile froze for a moment before he quickly returned to his usual demeanor.
"Stop joking, can you really do that? We've been together for three years!"
"I don't want to, but..." I pushed the bracelet towards him, "I don't want my feelings to be just a gift."
"So that's why you're angry?" He sighed in relief and pulled out a red velvet box from his pocket. "Here, what you wanted is this, right? Just take it."
Seeing the box, I smiled coldly. It was expected; Xu Jiaying would never accept someone else's gift.
"This isn't a trash can where you can just throw in anything someone else doesn't want."
His pride seemed to be hurt by my words, and he suddenly exploded with anger.
"I haven't betrayed you! Is it wrong to just think about it? When you're chasing after this star or that Oppa every day, why don't you think that's being unfaithful?"
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