It's the way how you talk to me with sensitivity that captures my mind, makes me think you're a genius and l am attracted to it. It's the way you tell your story with a humor but makes me mad that pushes me exactly with what l feel when l am with you. It seems l have swallowed my pride over your ego when we argue things but we chose to just laugh it out loud. You never step on my shoe that day, instead you take it off for me and carry me, like no one else can hurt or harm me. You love me, there's no question to it. “你用敏感的方式和我说话，这抓住了我的心，让我觉得你是个天才，我被它吸引。你用幽默的方式讲述你的故事，但这让我感到愤怒，因为这与我和你在一起时的感受完全一致。在我们争论事情时，我似乎吞下了对你的自负的骄傲，但我们选择大声笑出来。那天你从未踩过我的鞋，反而为我脱掉它，抱着我，就像没有人能伤害我一样。你爱我，这是毫无疑问的。”