Mr. Wen, Please Open the Door: I Want to Think About You.

Once she was reborn, she finally recognized her own heart. She hugged her Confucian thigh tightly and refused to let go. But the charm of Confucianism is too great, so she will cut off the peach blossoms with her own hands. "Ruru, you must always be with me, okay?" "Okay." "Ruru, I will never leave you again, and don't drive me away, okay?" "Okay." … She always felt that she was a little too easy to coax. While she was thankful, the man asked with red eyes: "Do you understand now, I love you."