"Hey, you are the goddess who was born with your own music and comes to court from the four tribes and eight ministers!"
"So what? The person in my heart is already far away."
"Why... You can never see me?" The frail girl on the hospital bed raised her head and met Yu Chen's melancholy and deep eyes. He still looked like a young man, but his edges seemed more sharp.
"What are you talking about?" Yinli patted Yu Chen, deliberately raised the corners of his mouth, and replied in a cheerful voice.
Yinli, I have sacrificed so much for you, why do you always don't want me to really get close to you, why are you afraid of my efforts, why... Pretend to be stupid to me, why... Pretend to laugh in front of me, why... What I want is never your response, I just hope that you can be less strong, and I hope that someone can make you write about being armed. You have been too tired these years. If possible, I pray, that person can be me - Mu Yuanzhi Yu Chen.
Big wood, you fool, I have already done this to you, please leave! Do you think I don't know, you want to recast my sound talent with your wood source spirit, why bother. You are better off without me. By the way, I never told you that people from far away are often just obsessed with me. I don't know when, but the person in my heart has changed. Remember my proud look!