I have always liked Qiu Fan, and I have always thought that Qiu Fan also likes me a little bit. I think the ambiguous feeling between us is quite good, but after we have been together for a long time, we become like buddies everywhere. My college roommates always say that watching Qiu Fan and I together is like watching a BL in a Tanmei novel, full of brotherly love. Damn your gayness, I'm a woman. In fact, I feel helpless inside. The more familiar I am with Qiu Fan, the less I can do anything to him. I am no longer as brave and fearless as I was when I first met him. Qiu Fan is very kind to me, but he has never expressed his love to me. He feels more like a good friend to me, as good as two brothers. And whenever I have a crush on Qiu Fan, I feel as shameful as a hungry rabbit, eager to nibble on the tender grass next to its nest, but unable to stop eating. When I finally made up my mind to give up the grass next to my nest and ran out to look for food, I found that the grass outside had long been eaten up by other rabbits. I had no choice but to turn back into a horse and eat the grass next to my own nest. Alas~ As the saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass beside their nests, and good horses don't eat the grass around their nests. It seems that I am neither a good rabbit nor a good horse.