I Don’t Like The World, I Only Like You

Mr. F work often requires him to have long business trips.

Whenever he have to go oversea, he always felt unsafe to leave me alone at home.

One time, while I was helping him to pack his luggage, he suddenly said childishly. “Come along with me.”

I rejected him.

That day his flight was early in the morning, hence when I woke up he was already gone.

As I sluggishly woke up to pour some water, I saw a note placed on the refrigerator.

I walked closer to get a clearer look, it read. “Do not open the door for strangers.”

I spitted out my water and immediately dialled his number.

“Do you think I am a three years old child?”

“If you are a three years old child, that would be good. Wherever I go, I can bring you along.”

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I like collecting postcards, thus whenever he goes oversea, he would send a postcard back.

Soon, I received many postcards. But the recipient name on the postcards are all male names. “Wang Jiang Ou, Li Sheng Li, Wang Zi Qiang.”

The next day I called him again.

He then explained righteously to me that, “This is to let the postman knows that there is a guy at home.”

A few days later I ordered something from TaoBao. After a while, the courier called my number and asked for Shen Da Yong.

Indeed, that guy even change the recipient’s name for the delivery.

Dear Mr. F, I wonder if you ever thought that letting people know that the house is frequented by different men regularly, wouldn’t this make it more dangerous?