Original text:
Jiang Zhan looked down at daytime Heng and said, "Let me ask you something."
Constant look as usual during the day: "You say."
Jiang Zhan: "Are you chasing me?
During the day, his lips were always bent, and a little light was deposited in his raised eyes. Even what he said became light and extremely gentle: "Well, I am chasing you."
Tian Tianheng: "I told you, I like you."