Zhouhe's mother, my sister, died young. Although we are biological sisters and live in the same house, I haven't seen her since I went to elementary school. She would only give me, a person without the ability to work, a little money every month. A few crumpled bills were placed on the yellowed table, but no figure appeared. So sometimes I forget that I still have a relative. I remember that it was a rainy night when I heard the news of her death. In addition to a bank card with 100,000 yuan in it, a baby who was still babbling, and a note telling me that the baby's name was Qi Zhouhe, she was her daughter, my niece, and she asked me to take her to live well. My sister had nothing left, and I had to take on the task of taking care of this child and living on. But I was eleven years old at the time, and I could even scramble tomatoes and eggs.
Later I learned that we are not related by blood, but it doesn't matter. I have long regarded you as the only one in the world, my daughter, niece, sister, and the most important person to me.
But Rihe, we can't be lovers, do you understand?
*Next year
*Both people are not perfect and will have more or less flaws in their character.
Purpose: Pay attention to the growth of young people