You are a flower in my hand

Cheng Yixiu told Qi Jia slightly seriously that he probably fell in love with him at first sight, and Qi Jia shrank back into his large sweater in a gust of cold wind, looked at Cheng Yixiu with tears on his face and said, "Then you are probably praising me for being good-looking Yes, after all, I have grown up like me to be qualified to fall in love at first sight"