Why do you meet a man who looks like a bandit, and just drag him away when you see him. All he can do is to try his best to draw a line with him. Don't reason with me, it's useless, it's useless to yell, I've taken a fancy to you , I want to get you, wait obediently at home, and I can spoil you to heaven. Run? Then run? If you have the guts, don't run away, and try to live with me for the rest of your life.