Feng Langyu: Do you hate me?
Nianwu (full of hatred): Hate.
Feng Langyu: Why?
Nianwu: You killed my mother.
Eight years later
Feng Langyu: Do you hate me?
Nianwu (eyes confused): Hate.
Feng Langyu: Why?
Nianwu: You have no heart.
Another eight years
Feng Langyu: Do you hate me?
Nianwu (with a faint smile): Hate.
Feng Langyu: Why?
Nianwu: Because you lied to me.
This is the various joys between a girl with weird thinking and a frustrated liar.