C117 I must be Tired of Living

I picked it up and put it in my hand: "Don't worry, I feel disgusted when you look at me. When I see you, I will hide far away."

You probably think that I have disobeyed his high and mighty arrogance. This lowly man's brows were deeply furrowed. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before saying, "I have never loved you."

I was somewhat stunned by his leap. I quickly recovered