Zhang Wuji: How?
Zhao? Min: I heard that when people get old, their memory will get worse. In the future, when you get old and become an old man, you will forget me.
Zhang Wuji: In the future, when I am old, it will be hard for me to remember you if you nag me.
Zhao? Min: What if I'm gone, or an old woman like me dies before you?
Zhang Wuji: If you are not with me, I know I will miss you every day. The more I miss you, the harder it is to forget you.
Zhao Min: You really won't forget me?
Zhang Wuji: Absolutely not!
Zhang Wuji: If there were no you, there would be no me. That feeling is very lonely and terrible. I can't live without you. So from now on, I will never let you leave.
Zhao? Min: (happily nestled in the arms of Wuji's brother)