On the 1095th day after my sister disappeared, my mother forced me to marry her.
At 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, I was pushed to the door of the room.
"Go, your sister's life or death is uncertain. If he commits suicide due to depression, our family will be doomed!"
The door was unlocked, and under the dim lamplight, his back was turned to me, facing a black and white photo.
The face in the photo is 90% similar to mine.
"Wanwan?" His eyes were blurred.
I went into cardiac arrest.
My whole body was cold.
Wanwan is my sister's name, but I am Qingqing.
