Thank You, Always There

Li Mingxuan, a man who has appeared in his life for eighteen years, said: You stole my heart and took it to such a far place, making me suffer from longing every day. Shouldn't I be the one crying? Xu Lang, a vixen-like man, said: Sima Qi, I want to pursue you! One is a warm knight who has been a childhood sweetheart for a long time, and the other is a fiery monster. Where should love go? Who should the heart belong to? Who can still hold my hand tenderly when my hair is gray and my face is dull. Once, you said, don't be afraid, I'm here. Those words and that embrace made the winter sun so warm. Now I want to say thank you for always being there. . . Sima Qi looked at the porridge in front of him and felt warm in his heart. Li Mingxuan was always like this, appearing when he was most embarrassed, helpless and in need of comfort, and then he would take care of everything. Sima Qi thought that Li Mingxuan was a knight, a knight who would always appear when he needed it most and save him from fire and water. "Qiqi, who is this gentleman?" Li Zhen asked Sima Qi. "Oh, please allow me to introduce myself," Xu Lang took over before Sima Qi could speak, "I am the male version of the vixen who has a bad relationship with Miss Sima Qi, Xu Lang." Xu Lang especially emphasized the words "male version of the vixen".