The young master held a cigarette arrogantly and pointed at her with a little starlight: "I'm attracted to you, don't run away if you have the guts."
The girl smiled, and her bell-like sound was heard on the street. "Am I a fool? If a huge pie falls, whoever doesn't pick it up will be mentally retarded."
The moonlight enveloped the two of them, and the street lights were on, seemingly never dimming.
Intention: I want to eat marshmallows with you