Zhong Xihuan looked at Gu Fei and said earnestly, “To me, you’re someone special.”
Gu Fei paused, then smiled. “Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were confessing your love to me.”
Zhong Xihuan: “But you know I’m not.”
Gu Fei: “I know.”
Zhong Xihuan: “My world is filled with pink bubbles. Whenever they threaten to drown me, you’re always there to pull me back. You’re like…”
Gu Fei: “Like what?”
Zhong Xihuan: “Like a black moon, opposed to my world but not to me.”
Gu Fei asked with a smile, “Why black? Why a moon?”
Zhong Xihuan: “Because of a dream.”
When they parted, Zhong Xihuan hugged Jiang Zhiyi and said, “I heard that if you often miss someone, and you’re still in love, a god will surely guide them to you.”
Jiang Zhiyi: “Who told you that?”
Zhong Xihuan: “I made it up.”
Outrageous, I can only say outrageous...