The person Shi Nian hates the most is her sister.
Her sister is beautiful, tall and thin, and has good calligraphy. She is a good girl and a literary star in the eyes of others.
And she is short, and her appearance is not outstanding. She looks like a word she learned from reading online novels - ugly duckling.
Only she knows that at home they can fight to death for a toy or a chance to watch TV.
She hated her sister.
Such emotions lasted until she was in the fourth grade of elementary school.
It was raining that day, and the usually difficult road became even muddy. She did not cry when the boys in her class blocked the road after school and asked her for protection money in a nonchalant manner.
But when her sister, whom she had always hated so much, knelt down and asked her why her trouser legs were so dirty, she burst into tears.
She saw a somewhat angry expression on her sister's beautiful face.
"It will be fine tomorrow," she said.
The next day, word spread throughout the fourth grade that she had a sister in sixth grade.
She asked different classmates over and over again, what did she do at that time? Did she really mention that person all at once? What did she say?
From a few words, she pieced together her sister's heroic figure.
She couldn't explain what it felt like.
It's like a feather falls on my heart.
Intention: Love should be spoken loudly
