When we first met,
When she was young, she said: "Sister, you are so beautiful, I want to marry you!"
When she saw Sake crying, she put her hands on her hips and said, "Don't bully my brother."
When she came back with her child, she said, "Brother, help me take care of my child."
One is struggling, the other is waiting. The fate of the past life is the fruit of this life.