Wu Liao: Xuexue, I love you.
Murong Xue: If you still remember me ten years later...
Ten years later.
Wu Liao: Hi, beauty, let me ask, have you seen a handsome mixed-race guy wearing a white T-shirt? We had a fight just now. I said something unpleasant and made him angry. Now I regret it, but I can't find him. Have you seen him?
Murong Xue: You really don't remember me...