She was originally the sweet girl of heaven, but in the blink of an eye she became a wandering orphan.
They were originally carefree young people, but in the blink of an eye they supported the entire family.
By chance, they found her again
A chance encounter brings her into contact with the warmth in her memory again
When their parents pass away and their family is turned upside down, should they shoulder it or escape?
How should she choose between a real relative and a foster relative?
How should we continue with the conflicts, helplessness, indifference, family affection, and all the entanglements of love and hate?