I, Po Meng, Drink Soup!

Po Meng said that if he crossed the bridge once, his hair would turn white. As a result, Po Meng's hair turned all white. Po Meng also said that if he crossed the bridge once, he would have one more wrinkle. As a result, Po Meng's skin was covered with criss-crossing wrinkles. Po Meng showed a helpless expression, as if she could do nothing about the rush of time. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "In this case, if he crosses the bridge again, my hair will be black." Po Meng's white hair turned black again. Po Meng smiled, as if she never cared. She said, if he crosses the bridge again, I will have one less wrinkle. Po Meng's skin became smooth again. Until he stopped crossing the bridge.