Mianju said: "I love her, but I never expected that she would love me too. Because Buddha taught me that loving someone means giving and sacrificing and never regretting it. It is like a spring silkworm waiting till death."
Yan Chu sneered: "That's wrong. To love someone is to be persistent, possessive, and do everything possible. I want her to live with me in the same quilt and die in the same hole."
Lu Yi smiled and left: "I love you, but you and I are both as free as the wind."