For this matter, he punished himself by kneeling in the rain for a whole day and burning the damn sandbag.
It wasn't until the kitten grew taller than the sandbag that he picked up his only favorite sport again.
But she is absolutely prohibited from entering the exercise room again.
Thinking of this, he suddenly blamed himself again. After so many years, he had once again stupidly allowed himself to make such a damn mistake.
What kind of school are you going to!? You are simply mentally ill!
She should be kept at home for the rest of her life, never allowed to leave their sight, give her whatever she wants, and let her eat whatever she likes.
Luxury houses, luxury cars, famous brands, and jewelry can all be bought for her and she will be happy!
Even if all their hard-earned money is lost, so what? They won't frown, and they can even give up their lives for her. What does this mean?
As long as she can grow up safely under their noses and be with them every day, that'll be great!
Thinking of this, he punched the sandbag hard, and then stood there, not dodging or dodging, letting the heavy sandbag hit his body hard.
With a coaxing sound, he fell to the ground, frowning in pain, blaming himself, but it did not diminish at all. He hated himself...