[A year later in the summer, I went to Yunnan with him for a trip. When we mentioned this on the sofa in the hotel, I threw an orange into my mouth and said proudly: "That time is considered a confession. I didn't expect that you are ambitious and have been plotting against me for a long time."]
I, a young person with a normal outlook on society, had my orientation distorted by Song Min, a wolf, and was eaten to death...
The wonderful thing about being a childhood sweetheart is that the destined person approaches without warning, saving you the trouble of trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers covered in smoke and dust, searching hopelessly and exhaustingly as an adult.