Once you are an uncle, you will always be an uncle. He and I are both Dogs, but he is a 70 Dog and I am an 82 Dog. As the old saying goes, a dog bites a dog, but I don't believe it. Of course I don't believe it, just because I glanced at you one more time in the crowd, I can never forget your appearance, this sour tone. But it really happened to me. Let me start by saying that I am not a mistress and he is not a rich man. If you want to watch idols and soaps, you can just fork it out. What I have to say is that it was indeed because of those few glances that I stayed there for a lifetime. . . My uncle. . .