Cheng Yi had an almost paranoid obsession with Su Yu's long hair.
He said he had missed the time she had long hair for the first time in her life.
So for the rest of his life, he didn't want to miss it again.
"Keep it, I like the way you look with long hair."
The Su Yu who had short hair was his own Su Yu, and the Su Yu who had long hair was Cheng Yi's own Su Yu. He thought that these were the loving words he wanted to say to her.
Su Yu paused, and after a long time, so long that she thought he had fallen asleep, she whispered a good word.
The next second, he hugged her tighter.
. . .
Forget it, as long as he likes it.