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My sister Zisha jumped off the building. Just this morning, I ignored her messages. Zi Sha, who never contacted me proactively, didn't have time to say anything to me. What made her choose to jump from a tall building? Unable to watch indifferently any longer, I returned to the home I had fled from, trying to pry into whether she and I were trapped in the same quagmire. As the fragmentary clues were pieced together bit by bit, things turned around. I was shocked to realize that my sister had a "secret" that no one knew about. The price for letting it be revealed to the world was that I had to tear open the scabbed wound in my heart with my own hands. Because, I was once deeply involved in it...