This started with a chat, when Amei posted a picture of a little girl lying on the road in the group, and I said, "Is this what you looked like when you were drunk when you were a child?" You hurry back and ask your parents if you picked it up, maybe you fell drunk on the side of the road when you were a child, and your parents picked it up and took it home. Amei: "Do you regret that it wasn't your parents who picked me up?" I replied, "Yes, it's a pity that my family lacks a sister." Amei: "Then you still have a chance to recognize your sister." In this way, I climbed the pole and recognized Amei's parents as godfathers and godmothers, and Amei naturally became my sister.

My sister knows how helpless I am in the illness, she once again put down her work and flew to my city to accompany me, I booked the best local hotel, because I think only the best is with my sister, I brought beer, liquor, that day, we sat in front of the hotel floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the bright lights of the city, chatting about life, learning from the ancients three knocks and nine bows, only the blood is an alliance, vowing to share weal and woe. Oh my silly sister! I don't know when my life is going to be now? Suffering is right now, aren't you typical of giving people their heads and looking for suffering? After drinking, my friend officially transitioned to a sister, a travel friend, but now I can't go anywhere, so my sister decided to drive me to Jiangsu to play.

We traveled from Xitang to Tongli, shuttled in the ancient water town, chased the sunrise and sunset by the Taihu Lake, listened to the commentary in the teahouse, and enjoyed a leisurely afternoon. The most common thing in the water town is the bridge, and I often stand at the head of the bridge and think, who will I meet and who will miss from this bridge? If I had given up going to Tibet after losing my ID card, or had I stayed overnight in Lhasa and then went to Kailash, who would I have met? Will life be any different now? There is no if in life, and I can't go back to the beginning, I only know that if it weren't for this series of things, I wouldn't have my current sister, this is a gift from God, and I can't choose. Or maybe in my previous life, I turned back too much at a certain intersection. The Buddha said that it took 500 times in the past life to get an encounter in this life! At the end of the trip to Jiangsu, my sister should go back, I really want to leave her behind, but she has her life plan. As I saw a sentence on the Internet: "The pigeon wants to fly, I feel sad, but I still pray that she will fly over thousands of rivers and mountains." Let's go! Sister, go live your life, I'll be fine, we still have an agreement! My sister bought some rehabilitation equipment online and sent it to me, so that I could recover well, and turned the small rental house into a rehabilitation room. The people around me asked me where I found such a good sister, and I replied to them, I am a child of the Buddha, and my sister was given to me by the Buddha, you have no hope, you can only envy me.

During that time, my sister became the most heavyweight in my heart, everyone who knew me knew the existence of Amei, knew the bits and pieces of our encounter, I can't wait to tell the world that I have a sister, I am the luckiest person in the world.

In fact, my sister also has her own sadness, but I didn't ask, she didn't say, my sister is really incompetent, always let my sister understand me, but I never cared about my sister, and always made her sad and sad. I never knew what was wrong, until my godmother asked me: "Do you know if your third sister broke up with her boyfriend?" "I knew where the sadness in my sister's eyes came from, she was having an unpleasant relationship with her boyfriend during that time, I never cared about her, and said that her vision was so bad, I was simply the most bastard sister in the world.

But my sister didn't blame me, and still cared about me as always, which added to my arrogance. I remember that a few days before my operation, my sister talked about her and her boyfriend, and I found out that her boyfriend was divorced, and I actually said that she picked up second-hand goods that some people didn't want in the trash can, and blocked her with this, and felt that she was not worthy of the good in my heart. Now that I think about it, I really think that I should have died on the operating table to make up for my sins. I think my sister deserves the best man in the world, but that's just my thought, shouldn't my sister have her own choice? I deserve to be sick, and I deserve God's punishment. Fortunately, I added my sister back in time, and my sister forgave me generously, a person's mind, should I introspect, why did my excellent sister recognize me as such a scumbag sister?

Although this incident has passed, it has become a ditch in our sisters' hearts that can never be crossed, at least I think so, my sister forgave me, but I can't forgive myself.