If you are well, it will be sunny.
Last night, on the outside edge of the west window, I was shaking the sycamore tree and crying...
You used to warm me, now, let me warm you, okay?
Xu Anqing: ... Who are you?
Xiao Yetong: Your husband.
Xu Anqing: ... I don't know you.
Xiao Yetong: It doesn't matter, I will remind you.
Xu Anqing:......