"Then I won't speak, only act." Ye Jian tilted his head and remained silent for a long time, letting out a wistful sigh, "In this world, there's no hate without reason, and naturally, there's no love without reason either.
I think, you might have forgotten, when I was nine years old, during Great Grandpa's birthday, all the guests at home were excessively enthusiastic towards big brother, showering him with praise. As for me, they simply patted my head and showed no further interest.
Perhaps everyone thought a nine-year-old child wouldn't mind such things, but how could they know, because of their negligence and indifferent treatment at that time, I felt profoundly sad.
I was jealous of big brother, truly, insanely jealous. I remember cursing him in my heart, wishing he would disappear from this world, thinking if he were gone, all the cares and affections would descend upon me alone.
