[Just read it as you like, keep writing]
"Hey, Brother Xiang, what does that poem you said in Tibetan on the tour bus mean last time?"
"If you want to know, go check it out yourself!"
Feng Ying looked up at Xiang Jingxiong's slightly pink ears and snickered.
"Who said I didn't check it? I just want you to read it to me again!"
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Many years later, Feng Ying saw a young monk with a similar face to Xiang Jingxiong in the temple where they first met.
"Hey, kid, let me tell you a poem. Remember to read it to the person you love the most."
Intention: The heroine becomes bigger and stronger
