Lemming

"What do you think you can do the longest in this life?" An Qi's hand drew circles on Yang Yu's arm. "Read and love you." Yang Yu said without thinking. "What if, what if, I say, you can only do one thing?" An Qi's eyes lit up and she stared at Yang Yu. "Love you." ... Zhong Jing said: "Love and hate are different. Love can be grass. Wildfires cannot burn it out, but spring breezes blow it and grow again. You can't get it here, maybe you can get it from other places. Hate takes root downward. The longer it goes, the deeper it takes root. Especially the one that takes root in the heart from the beginning is the most painful, unforgettable and difficult to let go." "No man is good. I have never longed for love in my life, so stay away from me." Zhong Jing's tone was calm but revealed her indifference. "Then don't treat me like a man." Sikai said without thinking, looking a little rogue. Zhong Jing finally raised his lowered head and began to examine the man in front of him.