"What will happen to you if I die?" He asked mischievously, blinking.
"I will still love you very much." He said softly, with an intoxicating smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"How can you still love when no one is here?" He pouted, "You lied!"
"Is he gone?" He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and uttered a few words from his beautiful peach-like thin lips, "Then I will love your body."
He buried his body lightly under the peach blossom tree, "I want to put your body in the most beautiful place."
Concept: Love has nothing to do with gender, life or death