Kong is my last name, so my parents cruelly named me Water spinach because my parents were worried about choosing a name and thought of many names that were not suitable. That day, that day, the origin of my sinful name was because I accidentally grabbed a piece of raw water spinach and gnawed it. Don't ask me how I caught it, I don't know how. My parents looked at each other, slapped the table on the table and decided to name it: water spinach.
I have grown up day by day with my hatred and tears for my name. I have planted a great plan since I was a child, which is to persuade my parents to change my name again, so that I can end the ups and downs I have experienced along the way.
My boss also abused me in all kinds of ways because of my name, just because he really, really hates eating water spinach. So this person who hates water spinach even I can't escape his "hate" for water spinach.
I am also self-inflicted. I don't like my name, but I have a special liking for water spinach. I must order water spinach every time I eat. Do you think I am a self-inflicted person?
Every time I eat with him, I always annoy him because there is always water spinach on the table. Even if it is available in summer, it is also available in winter. He stared at me and said, water spinach, why is it water spinach again, water spinach, water spinach? . . I looked at him slyly, water spinach is a must-have dish for all seasons, then I circled his neck and whispered in his ear: I will give you another dish of water spinach tonight. Before I could finish speaking, he picked me up and carried me to the room. Help, if you don't finish the water spinach, you can't even think about eating the meaty water spinach, but it's too late. . .