"Shui Fu, what do you mean by love?"
"Love... Means liking someone very much and needing them... I don't know, I've never been in love."
"If I say... I like you, how will you react?"
"You're not flirting with your boyfriend anymore?"
The day I confessed my love, I hated you for being a piece of wood.
Intention: If you never forget it, there will be a response