Just a little bit..

It’s not about me..
It’s about the unfathomable..

About the non-stop-joking-man..
Who calls back and forth to me in every talk..

About the super-sensitive-man..
Who listens to me carefully then says something relieving with his open eyes and shaking headed..

About the cleaning-sick-man..
Who command me to take a bath in every our morning-chit-chat on 6 o’clock..

About the guardian-insist-man..
Who really taking good care of me as if I were a fragile little girl..

About the plumpy-man..
Who called me pipi..

Do the best..
Make it priceless..