"Chu Dong, will you marry me?"
"No!"
"Then you said we would get together and part ways, does that still count?"
"Cheng Nan, how many times have you asked me to tell you that it's me who has the final say whether we want to get together or not?"
The two of us have had similar conversations countless times, but the strange thing is that from the day I met him when I was fifteen, I never thought about marrying him.
On the day of his wedding, I almost maxed out his gold card. On the day of my wedding, he gave me a villa as a dowry.
"Cheng Nan, I love you... Have a good time together and have a good time together. I wish you happiness!"