"When a deranged obsessive meets a possessive obsessive with borderline personality disorder."
"If the evening breeze knows what I feel, why did you have to tease me beneath the moon?"
"We kissed, so what? I don't make the first move, but I won't turn you down, and I'm very responsible!"
The most unfortunate rich young master on the planet,
"Your Highness, your high-interest loan is due. Time to pay up!"
"Call me big brother, and I'll give you money to spend."
"This belongs to you, and you belong to me!"
"I'm clearly a rare beast from the Tibetan-Burmese region, okay? You're the dog! Your whole family is made up of dogs! Hmph!"
This is the Tibetan-Burmese Mountain, with its dense green forests and towering fragrant trees, their winding branches spreading across the land. The air is filled with the lingering scent of sandalwood. Here grow sweet, delicious, crystal-clear Tibetan grape trees. It rains here every night. After finishing a glass of wine, I rest my head by the window and listen to the rain as I sleep. I've opened a little shop here. My side business is selling juice made from Tibetan peach tree fruit; my main business is selling you a bedtime story every day. I hope you can sleep soundly after reading one of my stories. Welcome to my little shop (smile).
