I like to be with Wukong, chanting sutras together, going to the toilet together, lying on the grass and watching the stars together.
I like being with Wukong, being talked about by him, being cared about by him, and being tempted by him to secretly eat roast chicken.
Wukong was my support in childhood, but after all, it was not my companion throughout my life.
It turns out that I was naive and mistaken about "childhood sweethearts" and "growing old together."