At this moment, Schumann closed his eyes and recalled his unbearable childhood.

Schumann used to have an older sister, her name was Shu Yuhan, who was eight years older than her.

The last time Schumann saw his sister was when he was ten years old, and she was eighteen. The year that her sister Shu Yuhan's fiancé Sun Hao died in a car accident. Schumann, who was still in his childhood, followed his future brother-in-law to the ancient building in the town, and Schumann, who didn't know anything, looked at the so-called ruins in front of him, with a confused look, and looked back at his sister, who was crying with her sister Shu Yuhan. I cried very sadly.

Ten-year-old Schumann didn't know why his sister was crying, Schumann was just holding her hand, and she tried to break away intentionally or unintentionally. Schumann didn't know why he had so much strength to hold her tightly at that time, Schumann subconsciously seemed to know that the sister in front of him was leaving, and he became more and more powerful when he held his sister's hand.

Schumann never saw her again, and she was gone. No matter what her mother called her name, she didn't look back. It was as if she had made up her mind to break with this home.

Schumann's mother was also really dead, determined to lose all my sister's things, and from now on there will be no Shu Yuhan in this family.

Schumann didn't know if his mother really wanted to forget about the daughter who had been raised by him for eighteen years.

Not long after, Schumann's mother adopted an eight-year-old girl from the orphanage. named her Shu Yuhan.

This girl is Schumann's current sister, Shu Yuhan.

Mother loved this girl very much, and Schumann knew that on the one hand, it came from his runaway sister. On the other hand, it is indeed this girl who is so cute.

Whether Schumann admits it or not, the girl has taken the place and name of her sister in this family and has become Schumann's legal sister.

Schumann couldn't accept for a while that the name Shu Yuhan suddenly changed from sister to sister. But Schumann had to adapt slowly. This process of adaptation was not as slow as expected, as if Schumann completely accepted this sister named Shu Yuhan after a few months.

The last time Shu Yuhan called Sister Schumann was when she had her first menstrual vacation when she was in junior high school, Schumann remembered that it was that dark night, she knocked on the door of my house, and Schumann saw the panicked sister, a feeling that Schumann couldn't say.

She shyly said that her period had arrived, but Schumann was confused, not knowing how to answer her confusion.

She looked at her sister, who hesitated and didn't know what to say, and her eyes were full of disappointment.

Schumann was not mentally prepared to take Shu Yuhan's feeling of relying on me as a big sister who could be relied on, and even Schumann's hesitation made her disappointed in me.

Schumann no longer felt Shu Yuhan's intimacy with him, as if the intimate relationship between Schumann and Shu Yuhan only lasted a few years. As she grew up, she gradually did not need Schumann's company. It wasn't until she was eighteen years old that Schumann's slim sister chose to flee the city, from her home.

She was so much like Schumann's sister, the same eighteen years old, and the same choice to run away from home.

Schumann could still remember the look in her eyes when she looked back at her, and what a strange look it was.

Schumann didn't keep her, just like Schumann didn't keep his sister back then. Schumann couldn't find anything to keep her, because Schumann didn't know how to keep someone.

Later, Schumann learned that her sister, who usually had excellent grades in school, actually applied for the health school, which shocked her and the whole family. Neither parents understood what it was for, but Schumann seemed to understand something. She thought of the hairpin.

The silver hairpin that I found in the box by mistake.

Schumann has found it, and his sister, Shu Yuhan, has also found it!

At that time, her sister Shu Yuhan may really not know the situation, looking at the box with her name pasted on it, thinking that this box was reserved for herself.

She opened the box, girls like beautiful things, the moment she opened the box, she was decisively attracted by the bright silver butterfly hairpin.

It was given by Schumann's sister on her seventeenth birthday by her boyfriend.

Even though more than ten years have passed, the hairpin still shines with its silvery-white brilliance. It's still so eye-catching.

Shu Yuhan couldn't put it down, she took the hairpin, found the mirror, and stuck the hairpin in front of her sideburns.

What happened next was that her mother saw it, and without saying a word, she directly snatched the hairpin from Shu Yuhan's sideburns and pulled out several of Shu Yuhan's hair. The mother didn't care about this, and directly slapped Nie Yiru with her hand.

I saw Nie Yiru's tears flowing down his cheeks from the corners of his eyes.

I resented my mother a little, even though Nie Yiru touched something hidden in her heart. But it's a bit too much to treat your other child like this.

I don't know if Nie Yiru was stunned, or if he couldn't speak sadly. She looked up at her mother, her red and swollen face in one hand and her sideburns in the other. Tears flowed down like broken threads.

I know my mother is on the verge of a breakdown because my father has run away from the house.

From that moment on, Nie Yiru seemed to have completely broken with this family, she often didn't return home at night, and often returned home with a mess of report cards. Her mother is also becoming more and more strict with her, beating and scolding.

I have been watching from a distance that Nie Yiru, who was being beaten and scolded, became more and more rebellious, her mother hit her left cheek, and she stretched out her right cheek to her mother. Her rebellion spread throughout the neighborhoods of the East and West.

Two years later, Nie Yiru finally broke with this family completely, and she chose to run away from home. I didn't keep her, and watched Nie Yiru leave with the boy named Qiu Xingchen.

The moment she looked back at me, she smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, "If I am in trouble, will you help me?" ”

I nodded.

I knew she was holding back her joy of escaping. I don't understand why everyone is fleeing, but I'm the only one who is still guarding this home.

Qiu Xingchen, this boy, I don't like it very much. At a young age, he had the temperament of a second-rate ruffian. I can clearly sense that he is not a good person, at least in the near future.

In the two years since he ran away from home, Nie Yiru called me twice and asked me for money twice. The reason is that the tire is aborted.

I don't understand why she has to say that the abortion is so high-profile and so glorious. Sometimes I hate it so much that I really want to slap her in the face, and then tie up that Qiu Xingchen and pull it directly to the ligation. But I remembered that Nie Yiru used to be a cute face, and he used to follow my ass and scream at my brother, and there was indescribable pity in my heart.

I did my best to help the girl who was standing in front of me at this moment, and I didn't know if I was loving her.

Looking at the tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, my heart softened again. Her face was full of reluctance. I knew I couldn't force her anymore. Just looking back at my home, that cold subway door was covered in rust. It was my home, but in Nie Yiru's heart, it didn't belong to her at all.

"You're leaving, I won't stay ...... any longer," I whispered, "but I hope you know that you regret it one day, and this is still your home!" ”

"Hmm......" Nie Yiru nodded, "Nie Guang, do you know what I hate about you the most?" I hate your fake mercy the most! ”

After Nie Yiru finished speaking, I was the only one left in front of the rusty iron door......

My mother was in the house, watching me come back alone, with a disappointment in her eyes.

"Why didn't I come back with you?" My mother didn't look at me anymore, just stroked the silver butterfly in her hand.

I'm a little confused......