I'm no longer my parents' caring little sweetheart. I don't like expressing affection anymore—I only prove it through actions. Plus, I occasionally criticize small family matters. Now I can only be called a sharp-tongued old quilted jacket... But who wouldn't want a caring, sweet little daughter by their side? I really want to have a child, a caring little sweetheart to have fun with.

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