His whole body was trembling, and his kneeling legs stood upright tremblingly. He wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with his hands and stared at her: "I am not a spare tire! I am not a licker! You can scold me, you can hit me, but you can scold my mother, and I will never agree. From now on, you are still you, and I will no longer be me; from now on, you and I will never be sworn in..."
Intention: Love should be loved well