CompletedAt the age of 4, she was bought out of the mountains by a couple and given the name Wen Zhili. The couple treated her as their own daughter.
At 5, she had a little sister, an unexpected surprise for the whole family. She touched her sister through their mother's belly. At that moment, Wen Zhili understood that she would love her.
Little Zhili, who could barely recognize all the Chinese characters, repeatedly flipped through a modern Chinese dictionary, a classical Chinese dictionary, and a collection of ancient poetry to give her sister a beautiful name—Wen Yan.
Little Wen Yan grew up in love, calling "Jiejie" (older sister) as she followed Wen Zhili every day. Their lives were beautiful and harmonious until—
"Jiejie, why won't you kiss me?" Wen Zhili's voice trembled: "Yanyan, I'm your Jiejie, you can't..."
Wen Zhili's entire life was spent calculating meticulously. Her parents' kindness should be repaid with good grades and achievements, and her sister's innocent smile should be guarded with careful nurturing. But what about the marks left by her fingertips digging into her palms in the middle of the night? What could atone for those?
She is the unripe, forbidden fruit. I am a wandering, hungry refugee. My thoughts are frantic, but I dare not overstep. Gentle and restrained older sister × Seemingly innocent and cute younger sister.