Cho: You seem not look like an idiot, brother. But every year you are committing the same mistake. What? It's not my guilt. If you like Zhu, take it all.
Shao: I do like him. I don't like you. When you become the reason for this state.
Cho: I can live with that
Zhu: I'm... .. fine. Better... then ever
Shao: Hush, my heart. Next year I'll bind you and lock in the closet.