The two guys first met in an elevator when they were 5 years old. They didn't like each other, so they had a fight, and each went home to their mother with crooked noses and purple circles under their eyes.
When I was 12 years old, we met again in the second class of junior high school. We were not happy with each other, so you kicked me and I slapped you, becoming a "kiss me and me" in the eyes of my classmates.
At the age of 16, he moved from the third middle school to the fourth middle school.
He said 'as slave owners and slaves we all need to realize ourselves'.
She retorted 'No, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance'.
When she went abroad for college, he didn't say much, not even a confession.
He said 'I'll wait for you'.
She nodded 'ok'.
Relaxed, sweet, and not abusive.