Xu Qingran: I heard that you are very beautiful, aloof and hard to chase?
Shen Zhixing: I heard that you are very domineering and a bad boy?
Xu Qingran: Now I am your good cat, meow~
Shen Zhixing: This cat of yours is quite handsome, hee~
Xu Qingran: I am your best man.
Shen Zhixing: Bah, don't be narcissistic
Xu Qingran: Show me my heart.
Shen Zhixing:♥
[Young Love is an ambiguous poem, like the mist of drizzle, lingering in my heart. As soon as you appear, the poem points out its meaning. ]
[You are my youth and the chaos of war. ]
Intention: Cherish the people in front of you.
