"You are my rose, you are my flower, you are my lover, the rose that I love forever in my life. In the kitchen, Li Nan shook his head and shivered like a pendulum, humming the song You Are My Rose, holding the frying spoon in his left hand, flipping up and down on his right, and occasionally playing with a flower.

If you are seen by outsiders, you will surely think that he is a good family man with a high happiness index. You will get up early in the morning and cook for your wife. Instead of complaining at all, you will regard cooking as a kind of...