Yan Huaiyu: "What is it like to be married to a contemporary Chinese scholar, famous writer, literary theorist, and excellent translator?"
Chang Qing laughed happily: "... Either he is blind or I am blind."
Yan Huaiyu: "How do you get along with such a serious and cold person?"
Chang Qing didn't take it seriously: "I can't get along with you... I'll just brush it off."
Yan Huaiyu: "Do you think there's any way you two can get along?"
Chang Qing shook his head: "Of course! We are both writers, one studies contemporary society, and the other specializes in Danmei literature."
Yan Huaiyu: "..."
Yan Huaiyu: "What do you think about divorce?"
Chang Qing smiled and said, "There's not much to think about. Those who can't be tied will eventually run away."
Yan Huai said angrily: "You're talking too smoothly!"
Chang Qing frowned: "I really have no idea... Is it great enough for me to give up on him? I just feel a little uncomfortable."
Yan Huaiyu: "How does it feel to get remarried?"
Chang Qing was confused: "I don't know... Maybe he is pitying me."
Yan Huaiyu: "Can you be a little confident?"
Chang Qing pouted: "Is there a second possibility? He would fall in love with me only if he is crazy."
Ye Zhifeng: "I'm crazy."