Before Spring Festival, there was a fear that I used to feeling for these years. Every time I see my family, my father would repeat the same thing over and over that I should not write. Because in his world, writing never suits me and never will. He only supports me to be either a doctor or teacher. I thought 2015 he would change his mind, but he didn’t. Yet this time, I calmed down and kept silence. Then the next early morning, I took most of my family members to visit downtown in Shenzhen, except my little sis and my father who works 365 days a year…

No matter how much I have worried, the end of happiness is strange and naked. Maybe I have a magic family or maybe the happiness is magic itself. No doubt I have learned this year after year. Each and every year has more contents and memories than the last…

I am going to travel abroad from Feb 25th to April 1st. I take it as the “honeymoon” of my first “lesbian” marriage. Surely, the lesbian marriage is fake. Hence, I want to burn, burn, burn…

Kiss my ring, babe? 😛