When my sister took me back from the orphanage, I was 7 years old and she was 16. She held my hand, touched my forehead and said: "From now on, this is your home, and I am your sister. Remember?" As a child, I was ignorant and agreed.
The day I found out that I fell in love with my sister, I was 14 years old and no longer a child. When I told my sister that I liked her, she was all smiles and said that she liked me too. That night, she wanted me...
We spent three wonderful years until the day I turned 17, my sister brought in a girl from outside and said to me with a smile, "Yanyan, this is my sister, please call me sister-in-law." That night, I heard the sound coming from her house and jumped down from the third floor. The floor was not high, but I stayed in the hospital for three full months and she never came to see me once.
At the age of 22, my sister pulled me over with rare joy and told me that they were getting married, but I was sick and lay in bed for several days, barely able to move...
The moment I saw their marriage certificate, it was the first time in my life that I didn't listen to my sister. She must have thought I was not good. I drank a lot of wine, a lot, which she usually wouldn't let me drink. It turned out that the wine was so bad that I felt like vomiting...
On my 23rd birthday, I stood alone on the top floor, took my mobile phone and sent a message, "Sister, I wish you happiness, Yanyan is going to find her mother." Then I was admiring the moon on the edge of the top floor. When I heard the door on the rooftop that I had locked was opened, I took a look and saw that my sister was not coming. I jumped down and my life stopped at this moment...
Sister, Yan Yan is slutty, the wind is so cold, sister, don't you even want to look at Yan Yan for the last time...
Intention: Live well and love yourself well