When she was young and ignorant, she would always chase after Lin Che and ask with a smile: When can you marry me.
When we met again after parting, Lin Che asked: Don't you want me to marry you anymore?
Lin Che:
After all, I still refuse to change. How can I let you become my youthful past, ignorance and falsehood? It must be next year's spring breeze, apricot blossoms and gentle rain. You get into my windbreaker and say to me, "This is just right."
Good times:
Hey, I was just kidding, who knew you were serious?
So, you can eat random things, but you can't say random words.