Wei Dongli said: "Romantic? I once heard him say, romance, romance is Guan Ju Jian Jia, with ups and downs, extraordinary and graceful, it has been sung from ancient times to the present, but there is nothing but the reverberation." Qiao Man took a small sip of the wine before swallowing it. Wei Dongli frowned and asked: "Is this funny?"
Qiao Man wiped her mouth and shook her head: "No, I just remembered my friend's words." She pointed to the documents beside him: "She once said that romance is like deep-fried stinky tofu. Looking at the drum, it is empty. Different roads lead to the same destination, but the same meaning."
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