"Sis, don't exaggerate. I know that you're just comforting me. It's the same every year and I don't want to participate anymore. I want to act, but Dad doesn't agree because he thinks that it isn't proper work. Last year I attended the Pharmacy Competition and I received the participation award. Do you know what that was? It was a towel. Grandma scolded me so badly when I got home, she said that I was retarded. I don't want to participate anymore," Lan Yanran said with a tortured expression. Lan Anran was heartbroken.
She caressed Lan Yanran's small head and remembered that in her past life, her brother had sold himself to an old and ugly rich woman for her sake. It was to help her raise money and in the end, he died by the woman's hand.
Lan Anran could help tearing up at the thought. She turned her head to wipe the tears and smiled.
