Li Zeyu: "An Chang, give me a glass of water!"
Li Zeyu: "An Chang, wash an apple for me!"
Li Zeyu: "An Chang, come with me downstairs for dinner!"
Li Zeyu: "An Chang..."
An Chang (exploded): "What are you doing again!"
Li Zeyu: "Well, can you be my wife?"
All the affection and warmth of the past twenty years were silently dispersed in the dry air that was hot in the summer.
That slow little man, when will you discover that the person I have been waiting for is you?