He didn't need to look to know how sad she would be. What he was doing now was completely different from before. Everything he did was to deny her, hurt her self-esteem, and hurt their relationship at the same time.
She picked up the broken string of the violin on the ground and looked at him. Her tears could not help but fall as she complained,"I only wanted to make older brother happy, but older brother, you are not happy. Why don't you praise me like you used to? why are you so cold to me? what did I do wrong?"
He looked at her."I thought you would have improved. I didn't expect that I was wrong. The violin doesn't suit you. A smart person will not expose his weakness to others."
"But you're my brother!" She hugged the violin tightly, and her tears continued to fall. She felt that she had not expressed herself enough and shouted,"you are my brother. You will not despise me." Her voice was trembling with excitement.
