"Tell me, how long can we hold on?" "Xiaoyu, please stop talking. Xiaoyu, please stop talking. I beg you." "I'm tired. I've been with you for ten years. I want to take a break, just for a moment, A Ming." "No, Xiao Yu. I won't allow it. We will be together for another twenty or thirty years." "A Ming, I miss Xiao Hao." "No, Xiao Yu, please hold on a little longer. We'll be there soon! Xiao Yu!"
Intention: Reality is not that easy