"Are you interested in me?"
"That's right! It's only after you've been here for so long that you realize how stupid you are!"
Yang Guang doesn't want to talk...
Seeing that he was silent, Meng Rong thought he was still waiting for him to continue, so he added: "But it doesn't matter. You can tell that I like you even though you are stupid, which proves that I really like you. Since I like you so much, remember to take me with you wherever you go in the future."
Yang Guang still doesn't want to talk. This is a conversation between a man and a man...
What should I answer as a normal man's way of communicating...
"Are you a god?"
"No, you are the god and I am the devil."
... We have been doing this for a long time and it turns out that we are mortal enemies.
Meng Rong saw his eyebrows slightly raised and seemed to know what he was thinking, "Don't think too much! We are not mortal enemies. Not all gods and demons are hostile."
"Then let's..." Yang Guang wanted to ask what his relationship was with him, but after thinking about it, he said, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." He was afraid that his answer would be shocking and leave him stunned.
"I've said it, how can I pretend I haven't said it? I once asked Yue Lao about our marriage, and Yue Lao said that if I could not mess with flowers and grass to provoke peach blossoms, and wait for you alone for two thousand and twenty years, a marriage line would appear between you and me. I'm still afraid that Yue Lao will frame me, and I think that two thousand years is nothing. It's best if I can wait for a marriage line. If I can't wait until the time comes, I will go find you and make one myself."
... My marriage is like this... Devil... Destined...
Intention: If you don't forget it, there will be a response