"Miss Meng, what do you think about the love between humans and deities?" Nie Guangyi broke many principles of being a aloof, talented architect and actively started various conversations.
Meng Xin Zhi replied, "I don't believe in the love between humans and deities."
"Haven't you dreamt of 'The Picture of the Goddess Luo'? How can you still not believe in it?"
"Because I have always been able to distinguish dreams from reality."
"But 'The Picture of the Rhapsody on the Goddess Luo' is itself about a love story between a human and a deity, isn't it?"
"I don't see it that way."
"Oh? Please do tell," Nie Guangyi assumed the attitude of someone eager for details.
"In my dreams, 'The Picture of the Rhapsody on the Goddess Luo' is still just a love story between two humans."
"Then Miss, please tell me so that I don't start fearing to fly even before we take off."
