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Categories: words and feelings
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Deeper version: I met Liang Yin when I was 5 years old, I bit him hard on the arm until my mouth oozed with blood, that mark I believe that the rest of my life can not be eliminated. Bandit father taught me, want something to leave a mark belonging to you. 15 years old, is a woman can be married when I found Liang Yin, despite his objections, he snatched him back to the village as a husband. My bandit father said, "The first to strike is the strongest, the last to strike is a disaster. But I didn't know that Liang Yin's arrival had left me with nothing, and that the fortress I grew up in, along with my father, had been engulfed in flames. My knife was on his neck, but he offered no explanation, only asked me to believe him. I believed him, and so, falling into the cliff was my downfall. As I descended, I looked at Liang Yin and actually laughed. My bandit father hadn't taught me why