What's the price of fame?
Maybe I can protect the little stars in your eyes.
From then on, those sparkling eyes would see only one older sister.
The boy who used to call anyone and everyone “older sister” would call only her that.
“Three minutes to ten means 21:57. I'll love you forever.”
“If you like me, tell me. It's not like I won't take responsibility.”
“Older sister, you said yes?!”
“Said yes to what? You never told me you liked me.”
This is a story about looking out for Xiao Tian and watching him grow. I hope those little stars will always sparkle in that boy's eyes.
A sweet little treat for daydreaming. Some details are made up.
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