When I was a child, I knew that I was not my biological child.
No wonder my brother never likes to play with me.
It's okay, I can play by myself!
The butterfly is beautiful, but I can't catch it, so I cry.
The elder brother tilted his head and said: Forget it if you can't catch him.
I don't give up.
How can I please my brother...
I can't think of it, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for a long time~
It doesn't matter, I can wait for my brother to gradually like me!
——This wait is nineteen years.
Butterflies can fly and are beautiful.
The elder brother bent down and said: The butterfly is here, and the autumn is still long.
Last year, first person + a small amount of God's perspective
Intention: People can not only act for one goal