In my naive way, I always acted like a good baby, because I knew that only then would I be liked and loved.
When separation turned to love, I couldn't handle it.
Indulgent, I learned to be bad, even if everyone would leave.
Breathing calmly, I lay in bed
"Xiao Na, Shao Xiaona, if you don't wake me up, I will... M... Die."
He cursed and yelled at me. Shake your hands hard and walk away.
But, who are you to me?