During the war-torn times, the Shen family in Jiangnan had a pair of sisters.
My sister, Shen Yuejin, is calm, intelligent, and caring about her family, country, and world. When her mother knew that she was determined to take risks, she did not stop her. She just held her hand and sighed softly: "Jin'er, the path you choose is destined to be full of thorns." Yue Jin responded with a firm gaze: "My daughter is not afraid of thorns, but is afraid of the country." She hides her tenderness deeply, using wisdom as a blade in the dark night and flesh and blood as a shield. Facing the unfinished love, he only left one sentence: "Yue Jin has been promised to the country in this life, and it is difficult to promise to Qing again."
My younger sister, Shen Xihan, was originally a beggar on the street. She was picked up by my elder sister and brought back to the Shen family, where she grew up to be a beautiful girl under her pampering. Her world is so small that she can only pretend to be a sister. It wasn't until the city was burned down by gunfire and her relatives died one after another that she truly understood the stars and obsession in her sister's eyes.
When the fateful siege came, Shen Yuejin ignited herself and paved the last way for Xihan to survive. In her final note to her sister, she wrote: "If my sister is unfortunate, don't be sad, Han'er. My sister's wish is your direction. Watch for the prosperous age to come for my sister, and build the new China that we all dream of."
After that night, Xihan grew up quickly. My sister's fate has become her path; my sister's country has become her soul. She never married and devoted her life to construction, completing the unfinished road in her sister's place and guarding the country they both looked up to.
"Sister, I will guard your country for you; I will go to the end of your road."
