She stole my birthday, my pocket watch, and the last bit of my mother's tenderness. She is the unnecessary adopted daughter of this family, a predator who climbs up by stepping on my wounds. I hate her so much that I want to tear her out of my household registration book.
I didn't understand until later when she curled up in my arms and cried. It was never my light that she took away, she just wanted to be illuminated for herself.
She is the "Nian" that I never forget, the light thief I hate the most, and the only person I am willing to hand over my back to.
Intention: All debts will be returned slowly in love