"I missed you."
"How could you miss me?"
"When I say I miss you, I just miss you. We will be together. I will be with you. Forever."
"What if you lie to me..."
"You know," Xia Xingzhou interrupted, "I would never lie to you."
…
Zhou Han sat in front of the window and looked out the window.
"Xia Xingzhou, you liar."
Zhou Han smiled bitterly and said: "What did we promise that we would be together? What did we promise that you would accompany me? What did we promise that we would bear all the difficulties together? What did we promise not to lie to me? We obviously agreed..."
Zhou Han muttered: "You are a liar."
Two lines of tears came unexpectedly, flowing down Zhou Han's face.
"Doctor, how is my brother now?" Zhou Yu asked.
"Same as the same." The doctor also looked at Zhou Han: "It's been two years and he's still like this."
Zhou Yu sighed, walked up to Zhou Han, pretended to smile and half-knelt down to hold his hand: "Brother..."
Intention: torture and sweetness