Shen An: Then I haven't written to you for so many years, aren't you afraid that you won't be too sad if I die?
Guan Junsheng: Oh
(It's raining heavily) Shen An: Does it make him feel bad if I do this?
Guan Junsheng looked at Shen An, whose blood was flowing down his armor in the rain:... Okay, I admit it, I feel bad, okay?
Intention: Generally speaking, it is a sweet love