The Downtrodden Sisters Fell in Love with Him

The disintegration of the family cast a haze over the originally happy family. With the departure of their loved ones, the two young hearts finally could not withstand the heat of the blood and fell into pieces. They should be carefree, laughing, accompanied by their parents, and cared about by their relatives, but all of this was killed the moment their parents lowered their hands. The red dust is speckled and mottled. But fate did not become a shield for her when she was timid. She did not run away. She only believed in the power of her palms and fingers. Youth in the flowering season and the rainy season is hazy and beautiful. The handsome and gentle man can easily break into the heart and disturb the lives of the sisters. The birth of love is like the marshmallow of memory, but the retreat of family affection is like black coffee, covering up a puddle of calm. Even the sweetness of sugar seems not as good as before. They have loved, been hurt, and been decadent. In the eyes of outsiders, they are unruly and pampered, but who knows that their hearts are like ceramics. If they are dropped lightly, they will not stick together. They dance on the tip of the knife, whether it is heavy or light, from the soles of their feet to the bottom of their hearts, there is ultimately a spreading pain. Him and her, him and her? Where to go from here?