I never like to talk about it. Not again, not anymore.
Every time, it just bring back moments of flashbacks. This is no good. Not good at all.
I hate it. I run away from it. I deny it. I avoid it. I reject it. I say no to it! NO NO NO!
Haha. Ignore me. This is just a moment of craziness.
Over.
Wake up.
Name: qiaoxiang