A certain man was disdainful: I've always wanted to see who would be my official matchmaker. Why are my classmates in our school becoming less discerning?
A certain woman: Just give it to me. I've even given up on Brother Zixian, who has been insisting. Do you still have the nerve to say it?
A certain man despised: That's because my brother doesn't want you anymore.
A certain woman:. . . . . .
I am very lucky that I met you when I was young, because that is the driving force for me to persist; I am even more lucky that we met, knew each other, fell in love and stayed together in the most beautiful years.