"If you compare me to your relative, who would you like me to be?" Peng Yang looked at Cheng Qing with hope. Cheng Qing lowered his head, not daring to look into those dimmed eyes that were pretending to be starry. What went through his mind was every detail from childhood to adulthood. On this occasion of parting, faced with such a "boring" question, he gave a seemingly funny and somewhat sincere answer: "I hope you are my dad." Peng Yang paused, "Me too"...
Intention: love