If we need to meet, we will eventually meet. If we don't, it means there is no need for us to meet.
Whether you want it or not, what is supposed to happen will always happen. People on earth call this kind of thing fate. ---Do Minjun
past life
Liu Xiqiao: My dear mother, come out and see the aliens!
Mother Liu: Stop making trouble and go to bed!
Do Minjun (with cute eyes): Hello, I come from that star.
Liu Xiqiao (blushing and stretching out her paws): Hello, I am from the earth...
This life
Liu Xiqiao: Hahaha, Qian Songyi, you idiot, Wen Yijian is growing cotton, not mocha! You lack common sense to death, two thousand!
Qian Songyi: Yoo Hee Kyo, don't even think about going home today, just listen to me singing all night!
Liu Xiqiao (kneeling): Song Yi, I was wrong, Wen Yi must have grown into Mocha...
Do Minjun next door covered his head with a pillow, as if he could imagine that he was dead...
Do Minjun (cold): I am an alien...
Liu Xiqiao: Chang... Yangtze River No. 7 Is also very cute~^_^
Do Minjun (heartbeat quickening): Cough, let's go home for dinner. (¬з¬)
Note: cp: Do Minjun