It's funny. I think that I, a 21st century new era woman and a graduate student, was actually crushed to death by a house collapse. I died when I died. Eighteen years later, I became a good man again. But why did Mao let me time travel? Still empty. Forget it, I've endured all this, but what's going on with this unfortunate physique? Overcome others, overpower others, and ultimately overpower yourself. Ah~ why is he clinging to me again! You've already said you don't like it, so why do you have to be so stubborn?
"If a woman says she doesn't like it, she just likes it. Isn't this what you taught me? Now that you've flirted with me, don't even think about getting away with it!"