From here on out, I will make my own food, do my own laundry, clean my own room...
Oh right, my network, I have to get my own network!
My dad really did cut me off from the internet!
Am I really his son?!
I was filled with indignant injustice. My heart nearly jumped out as I watch my computer unable to connect to the network. I wanted to go and have a talk with dad.
Faced with dad’s gentle and elegant smile, I can’t get a word out.
I’m going to live in a hotel.
I can’t live in this house!
––My life has been frozen.
Father come out! Let’s talk!
I am the lowest in the family, this I have confirmed again and again.
Baby’s heart is bitter but baby can’t say it.
Baby is depressed!