Maybe one day I will go with them, I just hope that day will come later, and not let the 'mythical empire' that my parents have worked so hard to build be ruined." The unfamiliar environment made my heart extremely uneasy, and it was at this time that I picked up the letter that pulled my fate, and thus met the person who was pulled by fate......

It was the last day I wanted to talk about, and I will never forget the story of this day, God seemed to have played an international joke on me.

In the morning, I wore a blood-red dress under my aunt's teasing, but in the afternoon I stood here in an all-black dress, in front of my parents' funeral hall.

I thought that this day would be a wonderful start for me, but I never thought that it would be the day I lost my parents.

My father and mother celebrated the birthday of my only daughter, with all the relatives and business friends, and I got up early when I received a message from my mother telling me that she and my father were going to meet someone very important and that they would get a gift from him to congratulate me on my coming-of-age ceremony.

Halfway through the feast, I didn't have any news from my parents, when the secretary general of my father's side approached me and told me that my parents had lost contact with him.

I wondered, the secretary general was the most trusted person of my father, how could he say that he could not find his father? The Secretary-General then told me that the person my father and mother were going to see was one of the founders of the 'Mythical Empire', and the purpose of their visit was to reclaim the shares of 'Mythology'.

But just a few hours after my parents boarded the plane, the Secretary-General could no longer reach them, and he guessed that maybe my parents were in trouble.

At that moment, the Secretary-General received a phone call that my parents' small plane had failed to return home and that the plane had crashed en route, and that my parents and the pilot had been killed in the accident.

The moment we arrived at the hospital, I felt that the whole world had collapsed, my coming-of-age ceremony, and I had lost my all.

After the funeral of my parents, I refused to be accompanied by relatives and friends, changed schools, and came to this strange city alone, perhaps only this strange feeling can make me truly understand that I am really alone.

It's a depressing and painful environment, but I know that things won't stop there, and that the company, property, and the positions of my uncles and aunts as co-directors will all be difficult for me to face.

Therefore, I moved here not only because I wanted to leave that so-called sad place, but also because I wanted to escape from their control of me, at least until I graduated and could give them a free ride.

I walked aimlessly on the side of the street, watching the speeding cars pass by me again and again under the bright street lamps, and these rushing vehicles brought gusts of wind and blew this letter that was linked to my fate.

I picked up the letter that had been blown at my feet and should have been thrown into the trash, wiped the worn-out envelope clean for the first time, and then peeped at other people's ** little by little like a thief.

It was the first time my heart was moved since the death of my parents, the eleven-year-old boy had lost touch with both his parents and his only sister had lost contact with him after a few years of working abroad.

The little boy hopes that his sister, who has lost contact with him, will return and see the letter, telling her that their parents were caught in a storm while fishing, the boat was capsized, and both parents were swept into the sea, and both were killed.

I wondered how this boy could have come to my life by such a coincidence that he had a similar experience to me, and yet be so strong in the midst of this miserable storm.

I couldn't hold back the emotion in my heart, and wrote the first oil pen letter of my life according to the address in this letter.

Hello brother,

Picked up your letter from afar in the hustle and bustle of the city. I'm your sister, but not the one you're looking for.

I'm sorry to peek at your **, but I want to thank you for allowing me to find a natural purity in this strange place.

Like you, I lost my parents not long ago, and now I am alone, if you want, please treat me as your lost sister, I am willing to insert my confident foot in your youth and accompany you to grow up.

Sister: Puya

I looked up the address on the Internet and found that this is an extremely remote small village that has been fishing for generations to make a living.

I think that my family, which was not wealthy in the first place, will lose its livelihood, and this younger brother of mine needs my help.

Considering that there was probably no bank near his home, he sent it with a letter of several thousand yuan, quietly waiting for his distant brother to hear back.

A full month after my parents left me, I couldn't hold back the longing for my parents but had nowhere to vent but to bring this nowhere to vent my emotions to my brother from afar, although I didn't receive any warmth from him.

But at least I knew that telling him would give me a place of solace in my imminent breakdown, and that telling him would allow my fragile nerves to be relieved of the need to worry about being used as a weapon to destroy me.

Brother:

It's been a whole month since my parents left. During the day, I put on my proud face to face everyone, even myself.

But, brother, at night, I was terrified that I was the only one who could not remember the names or looks of any of them, and I was afraid that one of them would deliberately approach me and plunder everything that was around me when I was not aware of it, and I had to pretend to be arrogant, so that they would think that I was still doing well... At night, I really felt that I was really alone, and I really wanted to have a solid and warm embrace for me to sleep peacefully.

I wonder if you were like me when your parents left you. I know that you are a strong boy, so my sister must be stronger, and my sister will protect you and protect what my sister's family left to my sister.

Sister: Puya

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's the New Year. It's Chinese New Year's Eve, and I'm alone in this empty room typing cold keyboards, and I haven't updated my diary for a long time, and I haven't written to my brother who I thought was far away for a long time.

That brother is really a reserved child, and he really didn't write a letter to me, and I didn't write to him for more than a month, hoping to see if he cared about me, a self-inflicted sister, and really thought too much about myself.

All right! To be honest, it's not that I'm really angry, but I have recently taken a lot of majors in a row, and I want to keep myself busy, but I am really busy, so busy that I don't have time to think about my parents, I don't have time to keep a diary, and of course I don't have time to write letters to my reserved brother.

But today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and I think that besides me, my brother is looking forward to someone remembering him. No matter how busy you are, the Chinese New Year is always a day of reunion!

Brother:

Happy New Year! I don't know what your New Year's customs are? In our place, on this day of the New Year, you can see countless fireworks when you look up at the sky, but my sister doesn't like fireworks, fireworks are only short-lived beauty, and exhaustive life, what can this fleeting gorgeous be, but it is just the clouds and smoke of the past.

My sister hasn't written to you for a long time, but I don't know if you think of me, it's the New Year, presumably you should go to high school, my sister hopes that you can do well, not only in your studies, but also for yourself, well.

Sister: Puya