The moon outside the window is always much rounder than the moon inside the house.
And the people inside the house are always much brighter than the people outside.
When we first met, he stared, but when we met again, he blushed.
"Sister, do you really not remember me?"
"Remember, I hugged you when you were a child.
Intent: Hehe, I just want to write an interesting story about the life between siblings.
