It’s almost dawn, and you’re still lying there in someone else’s list—how can you have the nerve to do something like that? You promised to stay away, but you’re like dog-skin plaster: you make a small account disappear but don’t delete the main one. What are you waiting for—waiting for the New Year to wrap dumplings to eat?

Do you know how disgusting it feels every day when I open my phone and see you lying there? Even Yu Gong could move the mountains, but he couldn’t move you. Are you just petrified in my account and not coming out? Tell me—can you please stay away from other people? You deleted me, and I’ll add you back? I’m disgusted with you, and after that I’m just waiting for you to keep spying on me. You’re bored all day with nothing better to do.