Yang Ronwei: If you were given eternal life with your lover, how would you live? Time can change everything, will you change your mind?
Wu Zhongyi: You are the motivation for me to live. Without you, I will use all means to see you.
Yang Rongwei: Hahaha, man, please stop talking nonsense. No one can say nice things anymore. Even though you and I are still the same as before, won't you be annoyed by it?
Wu Zhongyi: I only see your beauty in my eyes, my heart is too small to hold other people.
Yang Ronwei: Sweet words.
Wu Zhongyi: Only for you
Yang Ronwei: Yo! . . . Where has the ruthless young master gone? How did he become able to speak?
Wu Zhongyi: It is said in the Book of Songs that after leaving its east gate, beauties are like clouds. Even though they are like clouds, when I go out of the east gate, there is a girl like clouds. Although it is like a cloud, I want to save it. Wearing silk clothes and scarves, we chat and have fun with each other. Out of the gate, there is a girl like a flower. Although it is in full swing, I still think about it. The silk clothes are like weeds, chatting and entertaining. ——Pre-Qin·Anonymous "Out of the East Gate"
Yang Longwei: o(*^＠^*)o
Concept: The ancients said that the emotions of the seven-year itch are as light as water, so those of us who are emotionless have become as beautiful as diamonds after being cut by time.