"I love you, like you, and can't live without you??????, But does it have to do with you?"
Wang Yixuan: "??????"
"Look at whatever you're looking at, look at whatever you're looking at, and you're not blind yet. Hurry up and touch it!"
Sikong Liu: "?????? Actually, I'm afraid that I might confuse you with a pig when I touch it with my hands!"
"What's the use of the people of the world? Are you worried about this? Can the people of the world cover you when you are kicking the quilt? Can they give you something to eat when you are hungry? Will they give you gold and silver, or will they snatch beautiful men for you? You can just dream about you. You, such a good brother, can't find you anywhere even if he is holding a lantern, but you still dislike him. It's so pitiful that his ice heart has gone into a pig's belly."
Chu Yi: "Okay, you've already made such a strong statement, what else can I say? In other words, you are the most suitable metaphor to use a pig as a metaphor. Look at your belly. How many months old are you?"