I have a bamboo horse.
He has always regarded me as a good brother.
But everyone around me knows that I like him, and I have liked him a long time ago.
Only this good brother seemed to be confused.
Until one day he joked: "The rabbit doesn't even eat the grass beside its nest."
When I first heard this, I didn't care. Then I thought: Hey, doesn't he know a lot about this?
Good guy, I completely broke my guard. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be hung up in public...
Therefore, my signature dish - spicy rabbit head was made on the spot.
(A very short first-person essay)
Intention: Don't be knocked down