It's a lie, it's just time to take a nap and wake up. . . . . .
Young Master, I have accumulated virtues for several lifetimes. When I met him, he was held in the palm of a person's hand, protected in every way, and even praised for doing wrong things. Isn't that what I have always admired, Young Master? I have made up my mind and will always be with him.
"I want to be your man"
The man is too good and has too many love rivals, there is nothing he can do
"Ah..." What a long and loud cry
"Remember to tell me next time." The man groaned and took the young man's hand.
"Scared"
"Your hand will hurt. I feel sorry for you." The man carefully put his white hand to his mouth.