Big Sister, I've Changed

Five years after our parents died, my older sister sent me to a special school to straighten me out. She tossed my luggage at me and shouted, “Jiang Dai, if you like fighting so much, stay here. I’ll come get you when you’ve learned to behave.” Later, my sister’s sworn enemy took me and beat me mercilessly. But my sister broke down on the phone. “Fight back! Why aren’t you fighting back?” I stared blankly and said, “Because you said kids who fight are bad.”