"Who am I?" The tall figure slowly approached.
"Brother." Han Zhuo remained unmoved.
Yutu shook his head in disappointment.
"Boss?" Han Zhuo asked carefully and tentatively.
You Tu sighed inaudibly. He put his palm on Han Zhuo's forehead and said gently: "You have been injured. You can't remember many things clearly and you always forget them. Then I will repeat it again. I am yours. Do you remember?"
Han Zhuo nodded.
Modern overhead! Modern overhead!
Intention: Inspirational and upward