"Brother, wouldn't it be good if we eavesdropped on the whispers of Brother Cowherd and Sister Weaver Girl?" 9-Year-old little Aran took little Shang Bing's arm and squatted together under the bamboo shed in the yard where there were not many vines. "Then go into the house now?" Xiao Shang Bing asked but his body did not move. "No, no, let's just listen for a while and they won't find out." Little Aran leaned into Yu Shangbing's ear and whispered softly. In the living room, Zhou Xiaoran crossed one leg, twisted around and lay on the back of the sofa, staring blankly at Yu Shangbing who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, giggling from time to time. Haha, Ah Bing is so beautiful. We will never be separated again. It's great. Yu Shangbing, I fell in love with you under the grape vine on that Chinese Valentine's Day night. What about you?
Intention: To win one person, devote your whole heart to it