--Xiao Huayu, I don't mind if you flirt, but I won't care if you fall in love prematurely.
--But...
"You are mine until you are eighteen."
--Hey, hey, hey, it's none of your business whether I'm flirty or not... Are you talking to your sister like this?
--Whatever, I like it.
--Don't cry if I get married.
--Well, I'm quite relieved about your marriage.
--Why?
A little disappointed.
"Besides me, Xiao Yuji, who else do you think would want a mentally retarded person like you who can't take care of himself?"