I can never like you again. You remember dialects for me. You are not worthy. You don't treat me as a human being. You only like to admire me from above and kneel on the ground, shaking your head and begging for mercy. Am I not even as good as a dog? ! Is it fun to play with me? ? Dialect, you are really unreasonable
Intention: I hope that secret love will no longer mean giving blindly