Liu Qingqing, I'm sorry, I won't cry.
If tears can save you, if you want, please allow me to learn how to cry.
Sorry, you are naturally dull and not good at talking. It must be very boring for you to be with me with such a noisy temper.
Sorry, I can't give you gentle and romantic love, nor can I give you vigorous love. What I can give you is very limited. I don't even dare to promise you a future.
Sorry, my Qingqing.