Qi Zheng was rubbing his eyes. Under the light, Liang Yu's side seemed to be rimmed with gold.
"Liang Yu."
"Huh?"
"You like me?"
"Yeah."
"Always like this?"
"Yeah."
"... Always, unchanged?"
"Yeah."
"Really?"
"Really. It doesn't change, from birth to death, it doesn't change."
"... Well..."