"Who do I love?"
It's hard to decide who is her lover.
In the ten-mile peach forest, Mo Yuan held her hand
"Seventeen, it would be great to be my wife."
At the foot of Junji Mountain, Ye Hua grabbed her sleeves
"Susu, I can't forget you"
(Super unfriendly to Ye Hua, please enter with caution if you like Ye Hua)
Intention: To add perfection to the difficulty of intention