I am the male canary that the female president has raised for eight years.
Eight years ago, I met Yi Ran next to a garbage dump. She stretched out her hand and I caught the light.
She said: "Cheng Yi, you are special."
For these words, I am willing to shatter my pride and become a bird in Yi Ran's captivity.
Later I realized that what was special about me was that I looked very much like that person.
Knowing that he was coming back, Yi Ran locked me in a small, cold basement: "I'm not allowed to appear in front of him."
The door was closed, cutting off the last bit of light.
But she didn't know that I was going to die soon.
