His sister, whom he hadn't seen for five years, suddenly appeared in front of him, like a wounded hedgehog, covered in thorns.
Sixteen years old is the age that should be open to publicity. But in Lin Xingwan's eyes, there was only vigilance, preparedness, and a panic that was ready to escape at any time.
Lin Yu didn't know what she had gone through. I only know that she would squat in front of the refrigerator in the middle of the night to eat bread, would be frightened by unfamiliar footsteps and tremble, and would huddle in the corner at night when the power was out, staring in the direction of the door.
He didn't ask anything.
She put up the thorns all over her body just to protect her fragile self. But he said, it doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of pain.
Reader comments
It's very well written😭I think the interaction between my sister and my senior is very interesting, can you please include them all😭
Not bad. If you like detailed emotional descriptions, you can check it out.
Okay, it looks very comfortable along the way, and there are no sudden emotional turns.
What a pity, what a pity
It's very well written😭I think the interaction between my sister and my senior is very interesting, can you please include them all😭
Not bad. If you like detailed emotional descriptions, you can check it out.
Okay, it looks very comfortable along the way, and there are no sudden emotional turns. What a pity, what a pity