Waiting for a Warm, Tender Moment

"Little Sun, tell me, do you love me more, or hate me more?"

"Liang Yichen, I don't love you, and I don't hate you."

"You're lying, Little Sun. Between us, there's nothing but love and hate. I love you. What about you, Little Sun? Do you love me, or hate me?"

Liang Yichen, how can you say that? How can there be hate without love? But I don't want to love you, much less hate you.

Time has dragged us through five years, and neither of us is where we used to be.