["Here we go again, it's been eight hundred years, aren't you tired of this?" Mr. Undying sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the familiar face, suddenly feeling something was off.
"Mr. Undying, please rest assured, I'm a man, I like girls, I won't pester you anymore." The visitor smiled gently, picking up the book that Mr. Undying had casually thrown on the ground, and said, "I came to find you only because of the family rules, our guardianship team needs to protect you."
"I don't need your protection." Mr. Undying lay back down on the bed, with no intention of getting up, not even interested in knowing who the other person was.
"Mr. Undying, why so apathetic?"
"None of your, or your, business." Mr. Undying replied politely.
"My name is Ye Lin."
"I don't want to know your name."
