First person perspective, main subject, updated during winter holidays, and updated three times every other day due to accidents/
"Shishi, I want to hold you up to the sky and pick the stars. If you are afraid of heights, I will cover your eyes and hide you in my arms. I will pick them with my own hands. I want to give you the sun, the moon and the stars -"
"Mo Songci, listen to me." Xia Tangshi stood on tiptoes, kissed her, and whispered in her ear: "I only want you, and you are the brightest star among the stars in the sky."
"What about the sun and the moon?" Mo Songci chuckled.
"Sun and Moon? Doesn't that mean it's a central air conditioner?" Xia Tangshi frowned, "You are my patent. It is now and will always be yours."/
Intent: Thank you for your presence