[Setting: A cozy apartment in Shanghai. Yifan just accidentally knocked over a mirror while helping his friend Mei move furniture.]
Yifan: (groaning) Ah no… Mei, I’m so sorry! Your mirror just… it just slipped! I’ll pay for a new one, I promise.
Mei: (wide-eyed, clutching her chest) Yifan! You broke the mirror?! That’s seven years of bad luck, you know! Seven years!
Yifan: (grinning sheepishly) Come on, Mei, it’s just a piece of glass. Not some magical curse dispenser.
Mei: (serious face) You don’t understand. My grandma always said that mirrors hold part of your soul. If you break them, you shatter your luck. That’s why you should never, ever move them carelessly!
Yifan: Your grandma also said eating spicy noodles before an exam guarantees you’ll pass… remember how that worked out for you in college?
Mei: Hey! That’s different! That was… uh… motivational carbs. But this? This is serious. My cousin broke a mirror last year, and right after that, she failed her driving test three times and sprained her ankle!
Yifan: Mei, correlation isn’t causation. Maybe your cousin was just a bad driver with weak ankles.
Mei: Yifan, you’re impossible! You can’t explain everything with science.
Yifan: Well… maybe not everything, but with mirrors? Yeah. Look, breaking a mirror causes bad luck only because people start looking for bad things to happen. Psychologists call it confirmation bias. You focus on the negative and ignore the good stuff.
Mei: Hmm… so if I spill coffee on my shirt tomorrow and miss the train, it’s just coincidence?
Yifan: Exactly! The universe isn’t keeping score because you broke some shiny glass. It’s not like the laws of physics pause and say, “Ah, Mei’s on the bad luck list now.”
Mei: But don’t you ever feel that some things are meant to happen? Like fate?
Yifan: Sure, sometimes life feels that way. But that’s because our brains love patterns. It’s how we survived as a species — we look for meaning, even when it’s not there. But when you step back, it’s just random events.
Mei: (sighing, half-smiling) You make it sound so… boring. Where’s the magic in your life, Yifan?
Yifan: I make my own magic! Like not worrying about tiny accidents and focusing on what I can control. Plus, if you’re really worried, we can sweep up the mirror, toss some salt over your shoulder, and call it a day.
Mei: You’d really do the salt thing for me?
Yifan: Of course! I’m your friend — not a monster. Besides, salt’s cheap.
Mei: (laughing) You’re such a science nerd. Fine, you win this round. But if something weird happens this week, I’m blaming you.
Yifan: Deal. But if you win the lottery, I’m taking the credit — broken mirror or not.
Mei: (grinning) Fair enough. But next time, you carry the furniture.
Yifan: Agreed. And maybe we get plastic mirrors next time. Just to be safe… or scientific.
[They both laugh as they sweep up the glass, the atmosphere light and playful.]
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