At the class reunion, everyone was frantically digging for the CP of their class. The little cutie proudly expressed, "I like you? I like you*, I hate him the most." Half a year later, the little cutie was blocked by "him" in a corner, and a hoarse breathing sound came from her ears. "Hate it?" The little cutie raised her head without confidence and said, "Ang, but this doesn't affect my relationship."
Intention: I am willing to be a stone in your star. As long as I can watch you shine, I will be happy.