"My name is Lu Che, Lu from Marco Polo Bridge, thorough and thorough."
"I like you, I really like you."
"Yes, I don't understand you. I only know that I lost that woman as pure as snow..."
"How are you doing lately?"
Their stories, joys and sorrows, tossing and turning, I don't understand, I can get in, but I can't get out, I can only watch the situation develop step by step from the perspective of a bystander, maybe happy, maybe sad, I'm sorry, I can't control them, I don't understand them, what about you, do you understand?