Jiang Li: My future boyfriend must be handsome, rich, treat me well, not gamble or smoke, and have no bad habits. The most important thing is that he must have a pair of slender and elegant hands that can play the piano.
Xiao Ling: (contemptuous) Aren't you awake yet? Keep dreaming...
Anjie: What would you do if you found out that your boyfriend was a gangster?
Jiang Li: (arrogant) Dump it!
Two people: Why? Don't you keep shouting that big brother is handsome?
Jiang Li: (Extending an index finger) NO, NO, NO, it's too bloody. This is called blasphemy. You can only watch it from a distance, but don't play with it up close. Do you understand? You...
Sometimes reality needs to be joked. It was not until a long time later that Jiang Li understood: love or not love does not depend on conditions...
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