The 23rd is the day I was born again. When did I start to feel that time flies by so fast? In the blink of an eye, I am one year older. If this continues, it will be my birth year in two years. And that guy is... . . I've just grown up, so I'm too immature.
"Hey kid, you're 23 years old?"
"22!" Annoying
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at you. Which man would frown because he just turned 22? It doesn't matter if your face doesn't grow. What? You even want to remain childish in your heart!"
"Besides, men of our age would like to have a beard on themselves and look melancholy in their eyes... Oops, have you seen Korean dramas? Girls love that!" Guy A just has a nasty mouth and feels unhappy if he doesn't damage it every day. He picked up the pig's trotter on my shoulder and pointed at the door.
"You, you can get away as far as your thoughts go. The buzzing is just a mosquito." Even if you are bothered by it, you won't give me any peace.