"How many buckets, is that true?...Have I ever had enough of them?"
"Um."
"Ah------! My head! My head hurts! Protect my sweetheart! Transformation! Ah!!! My head hurts so much! I seem to be thinking of something...but..." Ya Meng's head started to hurt again.
"Ya Meng!" Ji Dou hugged Ya Meng.
"I...I...ah! It hurts! Jidu...help me..." Even without recalling the past, Ya Meng's head still hurts badly.
"Well..." When Ji Dou wanted to comfort Yameng, Yameng came up to him.
Yameng looked at the fights at close range and suddenly remembered some memories:
In the past, Ji Dou and Ji Dou always acted like enemies but not enemies, like friends but not friends, and...it seemed that I had already liked Ji Dou before.
"Ji Dou..." Yameng asked Ji Dou: "Did we... have a bad relationship before?"
"Yameng, what did you remember?" Jidou asked back, wanting to avoid the question.
Ya Meng covered his chest with one hand and grabbed the hands of Ji Dou with the other, and said: "In the past, I could never catch Ji Dou's whereabouts... I could only catch Ji Dou's shadow... But sometimes, I could only catch Ji Dou's shadow...
You can’t even catch a shadow...and...becoming an enemy of the person you like...oh, I don’t want it!" Yameng held his head in his hands and shouted excitedly.
"No, Ya Meng." Ji Dou took Ya Meng's hand away, and then kissed Ya Meng.