Harrison Clark: "Yes, now you know everything. Whether you hate me, dislike me, or even if you don't believe me, it doesn't matter."
Carrie Thomas looked at him with a complex expression, asking again, "Does it really not matter?"
Harrison Clark crossed his hands, "Well, actually, it does matter a bit, but there's nothing I can do about it."
"You're really not honest."
Harrison Clark: "Anyway, I have considered that your feelings for me might be just an illusion. I didn't dare to say it before, but now I'm sure you can complete 'Morning Wind,' I dare to say it."
"Let me think first." Carrie Thomas fell into a long period of contemplation, her expression solemn.
After a long time, she sighed deeply, "This situation is too taxing on the brain!"
Harrison Clark shrugged, "Yeah, it is. But you don't have to worry about other things, just focus on our relationship. Even if you scold me or beat me, it's fine. If it makes you happy, then it's worth it."
