Timothy woke up to find Zachary by the coffee machine."Up so early? That's rare," Timothy remarked.Zachary replied, "I'll go back to sleep after coffee.""You stayed up all night gaming?" Timothy walked forward and took Zachary's coffee. "Stop drinking it and go get some rest."Zachary grabbed another cup and asked, "Are you heading to class again?"Timothy said, "What do you mean again? I have classes every day."Zachary, disinterested in classes, took a few sips of coffee and started teasing him. "So, how's Mr. C?""What about him?" Timothy asked."Oh, come on, don't play dumb. How's the chat going? Did he send any photos or videos? Is he handsome?"Timothy said, "Not that quickly. He seems pretty composed."Zachary scoffed. "Well, he's quite a bit older. Of course, he's composed. But what's the use of being composed? You're looking for a partner, not a father. What's his job?"Timothy replied, "I didn't ask. I didn't want to pry into his private matters. Anyway, I need
In the LRM Department, Bob had just finished a research group meeting with his graduate students and returned to his office.On his phone were two messages from Frost. The first was a voice message, and the second was a text.[Frost: Where are you now?]When Bob checked the message, Frost's distance was 219 meters. That number was steadily decreasing. Two minutes later, it had dropped to 103 meters.Then, it was 82 meters; 57 meters; 22 meters; 23 meters; 22 meters.Finally, the number stopped moving. It was probably because Timothy did not have access to the LRM building and could not get any closer.That was pretty bold. Bob typed a message to Frost.[Cycle: Are you looking for me?][Frost: I'm at the LRM entrance.][Frost: Are you working in this building?][Cycle: Yes.][Frost: You scared me.][Frost: Earlier, when I saw the distance was over 500 meters, I thought you were following me.][Frost: Are you a graduate student? A professor? Or…]The department had two Amer
Timothy waited with bated breath for the receiver's reply.After a few seconds, Cycle said, "I've been quite busy recently."Timothy replied, "Well, let me know when you have some free time.""We'll see.""How about breakfast then?""Hmm.""Please let me know a day in advance so I can prepare myself for it."Cycle sounded amused. "Hmm.""Alright, I'll let you get back to work then. I'm heading to the library."From that day on, Timothy occasionally dropped hints to remind Cycle about their planned meal.For example, during lunch at school, he would ask Cycle if he had eaten. In the afternoon, when leaving school, he would send Cycle a message asking if he had finished work and mention that he had yet to have dinner.Cycle's responses were either that he had already eaten or was still busy. Timothy noticed that Cycle was not always at the college on weekdays. Sometimes, the dating app showed that the distance between them was a few hundred meters; other times, it was several
Bob returned to his office and saw Frost's message.[Frost: What does the current distance show on your end? It says three meters here, but I don't see any Americans within a three-meter radius.]Bob had already noticed Timothy's odd behavior in the classroom. He smirked, imagining the expression on Timothy's face when he would receive the message.[Cycle: I'm free for lunch today.]The screen showed that Timothy was typing.Bob put his phone aside, and after a while, he checked again. Timothy was still typing, but no new messages had come through.Half an hour later, Timothy was still typing.Bob suddenly burst into laughter. As he laughed, he glanced at the secretary outside his office, then composed himself, sitting back at his desk to resume work.An hour later, Timothy finally replied.[Frost: I think maybe we should forget about the meal.][Cycle: Why?]Timothy was typing.After several minutes, Timothy replied.[Frost: I'm pretty broke. I don't have money to treat y
In life, some deaths were unavoidable.As Timothy ran toward the entrance of the LRM building, he wondered whether he should treat Cycle as Cycle or as…The thought of Bob's face made Timothy's legs go weak again. He could not understand why Bob, who already knew that Frost and Timothy were the same person, continued chatting with him daily and wanted to have a meal together.He recalled Bob's invitation. How could he stomach that meal of death?Suddenly, Zachary's words echoed in Timothy's mind. "You're looking for a man, not a father."He had found himself a father figure.It was a short distance—710 meters. The LRM building gate was already in sight. There was no one at the entrance.Timothy started hoping that everything that had happened that morning was just a hallucination, that the 3-meter distance was a hallucination, and that Bob's invitation to have a meal was also a hallucination.He would stand at the LRM building entrance for five minutes, and if Bob did not show
Timothy followed Bob out of the car and saw a restaurant nearby.Once inside and seated, Timothy wanted to go to the bathroom. He said, "Um… I…""Are you calling me that—Um?" Bob glanced at Timothy.Timothy replied, "Uh, no."Bob lowered his gaze back to the menu with a smile.Timothy hesitated, then said, "Professor."Bob turned a page in the menu and said, "We're not in class right now."If not Professor, then what should he call him? Should he refer to him as Cycle?Timothy tried to call Bob that in his mind but could not say it out loud.Timothy tentatively asked, "Well, what should I call you?"Bob glanced at Timothy and said, "You usually say it quite fluently."Timothy had referred to Professor White as that twisted professor and dear Cycle without hesitation.At that moment, he felt like he wanted to find a crack in the ground and hide in it. Whatever name he used would be a death sentence to himself.He had to get straight to the point. "I need to use the restroom
After finishing his food, Timothy was about to go to the restroom when Bob stood up at the same time."Where are you going?" Timothy asked."To the restroom," Bob replied."Oh, I want to go too," Timothy said.Bob nodded and made his way to the restroom. Timothy followed behind, feeling the need to explain himself. "I drank a lot of iced tea." He was nervous."Mm," Bob responded."And I drank your soup, too," Timothy said."I know," Bob replied."And I—" Timothy started, but Bob turned around and asked, "What are you trying to say?""Nothing," Timothy mumbled.He just wanted Bob to know he did not have a kidney issue, but it seemed like Bob did not get it.There were six men's urinals in the men's restroom, and only the sixth one on the left was occupied by a German guy. Bob took the second urinal.Timothy wanted to stay as far from Bob as possible, so he headed for the fifth urinal. Just as he approached it, he heard Bob say, "Why are you going so far away?"Timothy stiff
Timothy closed the door and said, "Say whatever you need to say but get it all out at once. And please, don't keep repeating things like how many years it's been. You keep coming over like this, and it's getting on my nerves."Leonardo held back his frustration and spoke in a low, pleading tone, "I know I'm at fault. I promise you. If you just forgive me this one time—"Timothy interrupted him. "Leonardo, let me put it this way. I've been with you since I was 17, and it's been seven years. If I forgive you just because I can't let go of these seven years, and then we stay together for another 20 years, what if you pull the same stunt again? Wouldn't I feel even more obligated to forgive you then? How much more do you expect me to put up with?"Leonardo, irritated, said, "Can you not dismiss the next few decades just because of one mistake? You haven't even spent the next 20 years with me yet, so how can you know I'll mess up again? Can't you stop worrying about things that haven't e