"Stop thinking this and that, by the time you make up your mind, they could already have kids."
"But... but now there's another guy pursuing her, you know that too," Zhou Mian started to hesitate again, "That director, and he's also a rich second-generation."
"Has he succeeded?"
"Don't know, didn't ask."
"Didn't ask, what are you talking about?" Xu Qingyan retorted sharply, "You're hesitating while time keeps moving forward. It's like a train, and the conductor is asking if you're boarding."
'And you're still persistently asking what's the next stop, when does it halt? Is the train safe, how much does a ticket cost, can you buy a ticket halfway through?'
'Who cares, just get on the train, man. You're immersed in your script, missing out on another script. The outcome is not important, go and do what you think is important.'
A flurry of words left Zhou Mian completely bewildered.
He hung up the phone.
