After weighing the balance, I found him as the best choice. Falling in love with him was like disemboweling one's body and removing one's heart, and one would definitely die. Therefore, a humble person like me would not seek death. I knelt hard all day and night. When he picked me up, I knew I had won. I was taken under his wings. I had good food and clothing, no worries about housing and transportation. I belonged to his troubled times. Whether I was surviving or trying to cater to him, everyone in the world knew that I was shameless and sold out. Seeking glory and living without dignity, he pinched my chin and said, living and being arrogant to all those who are stepped on by you is the best dignity. It's cold at high places. Without me, you are humble. With me, you can not be afraid of the wind and snow. This man, who is ten years older than me, is a special being to me, and he is a debt that I cannot avoid.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
