The clock clicked, the rain pattered, and the kitten meowed softly. Other than that, everything was silent. Xie Quemi was standing in the courtyard holding an umbrella and carrying luggage. Xia Die was squatting in the house with her head lowered, and he looked at her quietly. Even after many years, the thoughts in this rain are still fresh in his mind. He tried his best, but still couldn't get into her heart. How ridiculous, even if it was a family relationship, his own sister had never loved him.
Intention: persist