Chi Drown

Lin Xi rarely saw statements of self-introduction. For the first time, he stood in the alley, with the defeated general lying at his feet. The moonlight was stronger than the light, lighting up the place. He ruined a good show for her, and then said coldly to the person, "My name is Statement." The second time, again at night. The hospital corridors are empty and the clock is ticking. Someone came out. He was disheveled and almost scrawled, and he hurried forward: "I am making a statement, I am..." She was dressed in glamor, standing in the dark, with surging malice, but timid about how to appear on the stage and introduce herself loudly. The third time, at the banquet. He smiled at the person, nodded in greeting, "I am making a statement," and then slightly tightened his arms around the person. "This is my wife, Lin Xi." He looked down at her, tenderly and affectionately. Intention: If they are united, they will gather; if they are not united, they will be scattered.