"Zi Wan, are you still sad?" As they climbed up, Su Hanyan followed and chatted with Zi Wan.
"Sister Su, I just can't figure it out." As Zi Wan spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks. " Sister has loved me since I was young. When I was ten years old, we were playing by the well and I almost fell into it. Sister grabbed my ankle and grabbed me with all her might. She gritted her teeth and shouted for help."
At that time, Zi Xin was crying and shouting, her hands still clutching her ankle tightly.
They were both ten years old! How much stronger could her sister be than her?
Seeing her crying in despair and breaking down, her face flushed red and the veins on her neck bulging, Zi Wan felt very sad. She asked her sister to let go, but her sister didn't.
"No, if you fall down, I won't live either!" she said through gritted teeth.
That time, she had a deep impression of her. She felt that her sister was the best sister in the world.
