Individually, Wen Quan and Helen are like fire and ice; he has many actions, many words, she is demure and poised.
Together, they fit like a glove.
He makes her laugh, he pulls her arm.
She smiles at him, she holds his hand.
Slowly, they melt into each other's embrace. Is love really just a chemical reaction, like fire + ice?
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