Hongyan: "It's not easy to go out, but I encounter your stinky face, but it's quite interesting, hehe."
Hongyan: "Take this sachet. Since I won't see you again, I'll give it to you as a souvenir."
Hongyan: "I lied to you. Don't forget me next time we meet. See you later."
Hongyan: "Hey, Juechen, why are you leaving the sachet here? Come out!"
Juechen: "Since I've dragged you down, I might as well not see you again. We'll never see you again."
Hongyan: "How did you feel when you heard that I was seriously ill?"
Juechen: "... The worst I can do is deal with these things, guard your grave, and spend the rest of my life with you. I won't live long anyway."
Hongyan: "I said so did I. Do you have any worries?"
Hongyan: "A day with me is a day, okay?"
Juechen: "Okay."
Hongyan: "Nian'er can write now, I'll teach him to write your name, 'Juechen', that Li or something like that, if you don't like it, forget it."
Hongyan: "I'm here with Nian'er, so I'm not lonely. You don't have to worry. You've been with me for fifteen years and two hundred and seventy-one days, which is enough."
Hongyan: "We agreed to wait for me below for decades, but you are not allowed to reincarnate first. Who wants you not to allow me to die early?"
Hongyan: "Don't fall in love with any female ghost down there. If I find out, I will let the King of Hell send your sweetheart to the eighteenth level of hell. Hehe, but with your bad temper, no one will like you."
Hongyan: "But, I just like it, I can't help it."