I am Song Chaosheng, I fell in love with my master
This is disrespectful and shameful, because my master has people who please him
I thought I was different. Master was drunk and cried here
I confessed my feelings to him, but he said he had someone he liked
All this is my own fault, so I avoided Master everywhere and practiced in seclusion.
When I see Master again
He is dying...
Next year, master and apprentice
*The copy is in first person, the text is in third person
*Practice pen
Intention: fate