"Guo Fu, have you ever thought that I would be a rock musician in a parallel world." He answered the question.
"Do you like rock music?" Guo Fu casually closed a message pop-up window sent by someone unknown, turned up the volume of the car music a little, and the red car swayed to the music and drove towards the city center.
"I just think it's cool." Yang Guo caught a glimpse of her movements.
"To be honest, I don't know much about this. My playlist is diverse and has everything. You can choose what you like."
"Hey, car, change to the next song." The passenger in the co-pilot looked like a master.
The car music switched to "Sad Pacific", the ending theme of a martial arts film from the last century.
"Guo Fu, have you ever thought that I would be a hero in the parallel world?"
"Your ideals are too rich, Yang Guo." She thought for a moment and then said, "Hmm... But if you insist, you might be able to do it secretly, just like Batman."
"Guo Fu, have you ever thought that I would be an emperor in the parallel world?"
"I really don't care about you anymore."
Idea: She suddenly realized that there was no way to separate them, like two magnets that would be attracted together as soon as they let go, unless the entire earth stopped rotating.