Help! The Sister Who Dropped From the Sky Wants My Body

The warm winter sun slanted across that tender, pale little face.

My little sister's smile never reached her eyes.

Her gaze was distant.

That was the first time we met.

Later on,

her eyes were filled with love whenever she looked at me.

I loved it.

I loved being close to my little sister,

loved holding her soft little hand,

loved calling her name again and again.

So, little sister, come back.

Please, come back.

Xu Wangshu knelt on the ground as the warmth in her hands faded away.

(P.S. Happy ending)