When Su Nuan was six years old, when Su Nuan saw Lin Yiru standing arrogantly at the door, watching Lin Ruiru ordering people to "erase" her mother's traces in the Su family bit by bit, she bit Lin Ruiru's arm so hard that it was bloody and bloody. At that time, Su Nuan snatched back one of her mother's favorite paintings. That day, Su Nuan understood a truth. If you cherish something, you must grab it at all costs, even if you are scarred in the end.
When she was eight years old, Su Nuan watched two-year-old Su Yang staggering towards her step by step, and said to her in a sweet voice: "Sister, give me a hug."
Su Nuan smiled and nodded his nose. The sunlight shined through the window on her rippling dimples, soft and beautiful. That day, Su Nuan knew what she cherished and she would do whatever it took to keep it.