Ling Lingqi suddenly clamped down on the conveyor belt. It let out a sharp protest and came to a stop.
He raised his head, his eyes filled with the grim determination of someone with nothing left to lose, and stared at Liu Piaopiao. "Piaopiao, the total on this receipt is wrong. It can calculate the cost of the three cans of luncheon meat I bought, but it can't measure the weight this heart of mine has carried for three years. In this city full of discounts and freebies, you're the one thing I never want marked down from full price. I like you. Not the kind of liking that makes me add something to my order just to save two yuan, but the kind that's so twisted that even knowing you'll expire, I still want to keep you stocked away in my heart for the rest of my life."
Theme: You're the one thing I never want marked down from full price
