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A little girl arrived at the shelter.
She carried an old backpack sewn with a little rabbit, clutching its straps as she sat obediently on a bench. She didn’t cry or fuss.
Then a man in a sharp suit rushed in and crouched in front of her, his eyes turning red.
Tangtang tilted her head and looked at him, then reached out her little hand to touch his face. “Don’t cry, Uncle.”
Only later did she learn that this “Uncle” was the head of the Shen Group, her biological father.
And she had three older siblings she’d never met before:
Her eldest brother was aloof and sharp-tongued. The first thing he said when he saw her was, “Where did this little squirt come from?”
Her second brother was sunny and cheerful, and took her to an amusement park on her very first day.
Her older sister shut herself away in her art studio and refused to come out. But when she heard Tangtang play the piano her mother had left behind, she cried like a child.
The life of a wealthy family was unfamiliar, and Tangtang was a little afraid.
But she didn’t know that her eldest brother, who called her “a nuisance,” would stay by her bed all night when she had a fever;
that her sister, who used to avoid her, would later paint her into every picture;
and that her always stern father had a phone gallery full of photos of her with her hair tied into little buns.
This book is very good, each character is very vivid and vivid, but it is a little tear-jerking. If you can't accept it, try to avoid it.
I never knew I could cry so hard while reading a novel, it was so tear-jerking