Summary
After Mother found me, she promptly shoved me into my brother’s arms.
His expression changed at once. “I don’t want a child bride!”
Mother slapped him. “You little wretch. This is your sister.”
“Having designs on your own sister! Have you no shame?”
Clutching his cheek, my brother got down to the hard work of raising me.
Years later, he looked at me helplessly.
“Can’t my little sister be mine?”