"Take your stupid hands off!" Yan Jueming pretended not to hear. "Get your hairy legs off" Yan Jueming's words went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear. "Very good, very good. Either you die or I die today, Yan Jueming."
"Ming, if there is an afterlife, I hope to have the right to choose, to know you earlier, to meet you a minute earlier, maybe. Maybe. Maybe."
A pair of plump hands held the hem of her skirt and asked, "Mommy, Mommy, why does my brother have double eyelids, but I have single eyelids? Did Mommy pick my brother up from the roadside?"
"Xia Ruo Yi"
A handsome boy of about five years old, holding a spatula in his hand and wearing a Hello Kitty apron, slowly walked towards Xia Ruoyi, who was making faces and signaling to run away. "Xia Ruoyi, run, keep running, I won't stop you, just run to the moon if you can. Otherwise, you won't be able to escape from my grasp."