A bowl of water is not level. I've known since I was a child that my parents don't love me, they only love my younger brother. Only grandma gave me all her love. My mother said over and over again: "Wanwan, as a sister, you have to support your brother, and you must always be good to him." I repeatedly gave in. It wasn't until my grandma died that they asked me to give up my admission letter from a key university and let me work to support my younger brother in a private school. I realized that a bowl of water was really not level.
