Deng Keyue: "I like you!"
Li Duyu: "That's normal. We all played well when we were kids."
Chen Xiaole: "I don't want you to be like this."
Liu Ming: "How can I explain clearly what I feel?"
I can't understand your words. Does it include your love for me, or is it all a joke? The only thing I know is: I like you, and it's been the same for five, seven, and nine years.