"Yun, I'm sorry, I..." Lin Yixin's willow-like eyebrows arched gracefully, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, and her teeth nibbled on her lower lip. Her voice was as gentle and melodious as always, like a song that could make one forget the pain of the world.
Yun's full name is Li Yun. He's charming and debonair, just like his name suggests. But right now, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. This beautiful woman, whom he had loved for exactly three years, two months, and eight days, was standing right in front of him.
Lin Yixin, the pure and angelic figure in Li Yun's heart, was now leaving him for another man, and she was the one to bring up the breakup.
Tears fell uncontrollably down his face. Li Yun knew that even if he got down on his knees and begged, it wouldn't make a difference. Once a woman's heart is set on leaving, not even ten oxen could pull her back, let alone a poor guy like him with just brute strength.
But Li Yun still wasn't ready to give up. After all, it had been a three-year love affair. He wiped away the tears streaming down his cheeks and pleaded, "Yixin, is money really that important to you?"
"Yun, I was happy being with you in college," Lin Yixin said softly, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Now I need to pursue my happiness. Didn't you once say that loving someone means sacrificing for them?"
Li Yun had indeed said that, back when they were whispering sweet nothings to each other under the moonlight. Now, those words had become the reason she was leaving him. The seemingly well-reasoned rejection hit Li Yun like a punch to the gut, causing him unbearable pain and leaving him speechless.
After the graduation ceremony, with his diploma in hand, Li Yun officially left the university. His four-year student life ended amidst blessings and goodbyes as he walked out of the school gate.
Now, Li Yun faced the pressure of finding a job. The common saying goes that college graduates are unemployed from the moment they graduate, and it's a widespread phenomenon. Faced with the stress of life, Li Yun felt a headache coming on.
This year, the number of graduating undergraduates exceeded six million, and there were still two million students from previous years who hadn't found jobs. That's a total of over eight million college graduates entering the job market, but the country and society could only provide positions for a mere 37 percent of them.
The heavy burden of daily life—firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea—constantly weighed on Li Yun's mind, a young man who had grown up in an orphanage.
Li Yun had been running around for days, sending out nearly a hundred resumes and applying for jobs everywhere, but the results were always the same: he went in full of confidence and came back shaking his head and sighing. Under the scorching sun, Li Yun had lost a lot of weight, and his skin had tanned.
His mood grew heavier day by day. He even wished he could find a lottery ticket that had won the jackpot. As for buying one himself, he never believed in luck. He only knew about the hidden fraud behind it.
And then, just at this moment, in the very room Li Yun had rented, Lin Yixin suddenly brought up the idea of breaking up with him.
Li Yun was a poor guy, while Lin Yixin came from a middle-class family. She wasn't wealthy, but she had landed a good job. The sudden news almost knocked Li Yun out. It took him a while to come to his senses, and then anger burned in his chest. He asked in a trembling voice, "Who is it?"
Lin Yixin opened her lips, her cherry-red mouth quivering, but she couldn't get a single word out for a long time. After Li Yun pressed her repeatedly, she finally mustered the courage to whisper the name of the third person—Liu Bin.
"Liu Bin, that playboy from the School of International Trade?"
Li Yun was speechless inside. Back in their sophomore year, both Liu Bin and Li Yun had fallen for Lin Yixin and pursued her fiercely.
But in the end, Lin Yixin had chosen the poor but handsome and tall Li Yun. Liu Bin, the playboy, hadn't given up and kept bothering Lin Yixin. However, all the expensive gifts he sent were rejected by her.
Feeling a raging fire in his heart, Li Yun paced back and forth in the room like an angry wolf and roared, "You want to break up with me for that playboy?"
"I'm sorry, Yun. I know this isn't fair to you, but I want a better life. Let's just be friends!"
By the time Lin Yixin finished speaking, she was in tears, crying her heart out. The entire day had been filled with arguments, but in the end, Li Yun still couldn't change her mind.
He had thought that once Lin Yixin calmed down, she would change her mind for the sake of their deep, unbreakable feelings. After all, Li Yun was certain that no man could love her more than he did.
During the three years they were together, they had never fought. And in the year they moved in together during their senior year, Li Yun had pampered Lin Yixin to the skies.
But Lin Yixin still decided to leave him, to leave Donglai City and go to Li Bin's hometown, Tianhai City.
The 2:15 train was scheduled for Lin Yixin's departure today. In their final argument yesterday, Li Yun, who couldn't persuade her, ended up being persuaded by her instead. Be a man who can let go and part ways amicably. How ridiculous. Women are like that; they hurt you and then ask you to stay friends.
Li Yun quietly watched as Lin Yixin packed the last piece of clothing into her suitcase. This would be the last time he saw her. Lin Yixin was so beautiful and elegant, with her large, clear, dark eyes, soft and plump red lips, and a delicate, pretty little nose that added to her beautiful, pure, and graceful face. Her smooth, delicate cheeks and a complexion that seemed breakable made her a stunning beauty.
She also had a slender and graceful figure, with soft, lotus-like arms, beautifully rounded and long legs, smooth calves, and youthful, full, and fragrant breasts. Her delicate, smooth, and tender skin made her truly a paragon of beauty.
Li Yun looked at Lin Yixin in front of him, tilted his head slightly to hold back the tears, and through his blurred vision, he saw her graceful figure walking towards him. Lin Yixin raised her slender fingers, like spring onions, and gently wiped away Li Yun's tears. She whispered, "Yun, I love you. I do. If there's anyone to blame, it's just that we don't have the fate..."
"No, don't say that..." Li Yun clenched his teeth, holding back the tears that were welling up in his eyes, and said softly, "Yixin, I don't blame you. Really. I just hate myself for not being capable enough to give you happiness."
"Yun, don't be like this. It's not your fault. We can still be friends. Let Yixin play one last piece for you."
With that, Lin Yixin walked over to her suitcase, opened the violin case, took out the violin, and a melodious tune filled the small room.