When they first met, Cheng Li and his sister were buying cold medicine in a drugstore. Yang Zhiyu, who had red hair, slipped down the stairs and fell down and knelt in front of him. He said to her in a calm voice full of smiles.
"Little red hair, give me such a big gift."
When they met again, Yang Zhiyu dyed his hair back to black. When he was helping in the university auditorium, Cheng Li stepped down the steps and fell down with a red hair on his head. He looked up and saw Yang Zhiyu, who had dyed his hair back, smiling and said to him.
"The tide is turning, little red hair"
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