Zhou Yan, who is hard of hearing, has been a burden to her family ever since she was little.
On the day she turns sixteen, she returns from an outing to find the rented apartment empty. Panicked and at a loss, she has no choice but to knock on her older sister's door upstairs and ask for help.
Her name is Yan Yue. She is eleven years older, and because she works at a nightclub, everyone in the apartment block whispers that she is no good.
Only Zhou Yan knows that this older sister is the one good person who treats her like a normal girl.
Kindhearted Yan Yue takes her in, feeds and clothes her, and makes it possible for her to keep going to school.
At the age when first love begins to bloom, Zhou Yan can't help developing feelings for this beautiful, thoughtful older sister she sees every day.
On summer nights, the hazy silhouette of her long, slender legs on the balcony; in the bathroom, her mature body beneath the dreamy veil of steam. These images keep the seventeen-year-old girl tossing and turning alone at night.
Then she catches sight of her sister passionately kissing a long-haired woman in a dark alley, and is secretly heartbroken, as if she'd just been dumped.
At eighteen, her feelings are exposed.
Lying alluringly at the foot of the bed, her sister crooks a finger at her from the doorway and says, "I know you've been sneaking peeks. Come in. Your big sister will teach you some grown-up games tonight."
That night, Zhou Yan flees in embarrassment, too ashamed to go back to that apartment.
They meet again seven years later. Zhou Yan is working as a technician at a factory for people with disabilities.
One day on her way home from work, a breathtakingly beautiful woman with long, flowing hair blocks her path. Seven years have passed, and she has grown more mature and even more beautiful.
But her gaze is full of reproach. "Little Ears, do you know how hard it's been to find you?"
Zhou Yan's heart races. In a daze, her memories seem to return to an afternoon years ago, when she obediently rested her head on the woman's lap as she tended to the wound on her forehead.
The woman's touch was gentle and meticulous, her gaze focused and intent. "From now on, I'll be your ears. Don't let those scumbags bully you again."
#Straightforward girl vs. bad woman
#Romance begins when they're adults
#Bittersweet romance / older woman with a romantic past / 11-year age gap
Also titled Little Ears
Blurb dated 2026.2.24
Theme: Never give up hope, even in adversity