"Congratulations," Meng Yu raised his wine glass, "To celebrate your admission to college, what gift do you want?"?
"Are you going to give it to me?" Qin Zhen held the wine glass with a smile, her hanging hair blocking her eyes and the uncontrollable emotions in them.
"I can't afford to give it away if it's too expensive." I feel a little dizzy, maybe I drank too much.
"Let me think about it--" Qin Zhen rested his left hand on his chin and stared at him closely, "Yes, there is only one. It's something I want very--very much."
Shouldn't have asked that question in the first place.
I think once you say it, you can't go back, you can't do it again. Can't even run away.
It's like a spell---
secret, spell---