"Dare to bite again later, see how I clean you up!" , finish saying in the heart a burst of grievance, I pulled up quilt to cover the head. Don't I feel bad! Only you big man is the Savior! Only you can understand the value of life! Am I not sad to hear the death of those soldiers! I just didn't show it. In that case, of course, the only way to solve this problem is to find ahoo first and stop it from sucking blood! What's the effect of just going through guilt and confession?! Blame me? Am I going to take it? Did I let it suck...