"Brother, do you think Wei Ye and I look alike?" Song Yu looked at Yi Yu and then at Wei Ye, who had his head lowered. It was obvious that he couldn't hear their conversation. Seeing no response, Yi Yu spoke again, "Don't we look like the same kind of people?" He raised the corners of his mouth mockingly and looked at Song Yu.
"No, you are different. Wei Ye is like water that is so light that it can be forgotten, but it will not make people hate it. And you are like strong red wine, but the love will not last forever. You can never be the same kind of people..."