Shou: No. . . Hmm. . . Don't want. . . .
Gong: You don't want anything! You are mine. It won't change, who told you to come back.
Shou (whispering): I miss you. . . .
Gong: Huh? What are you muttering about?
Shou (face bursting red): No. .
The author is a novice. Due to his age, it is easy for him to write off the manuscript, but it will not be too late. (Believe me) (Star Eyes)
Don't believe me. I don't believe in myself. I didn't fill in the gaps even after I went to college.