For the message, I sent to you last night to present. It is my feel, really.
After this, I'll do like to you. If anything happens to me, I won't tell you, or if I tell you, I'll tell you the last person and
You can do anything, you need not tell me. I don't complain you again.
But I still love you.
Because I didn't sleep all night. Now I feel bad, I feel torture, tried, queasy, headache and abdominal pain.