“Then what’s the ‘if not’?” Zhang Ye asked for advice.
Zhang Yuanqi said coldly, “…If not, make others get used to you.”
Zhang Ye thought for a while and, after digesting Zhang Yuanqi’s words, he was no longer angry. Seeing the cursing or disappointed fans, Zhang Ye posted a message on Weibo.
It was a response!
A response from one to all!
Zhang Yuanqi was by his side, reading. As she saw Zhang Ye type one word after another, her gaze changed for the first time. There was a brilliance in her eyes!
Zhang Ye had written this.
“See me, or not. There will I stay, no sorrow, nor joy.”
“Miss me, or not. There will affection lay, no immersion, nor dispersion.”
“Love me, or not. There will love remain, no more, nor less.”
“Follow me, or not. In your hand is mine, no discarding, nor departure.”
“Come to me, or give me your heart to dwell in.”