Who have I been living for these past ten years? Maybe I've never really lived. My existence is just a substitute for him, replacing someone else's sister, someone else's sister, someone else's concubine. Maybe this is my own wishful thinking and self-indulgence. I think no matter how much love I have, it can't compete with his obsession. In the past ten years, it was me who lost, completely and completely. How much I want to tell him, in fact, Ah Nian, Ah Nian is just... Just thinking...