Honey, do you know me?

Maybe you think you know me well. After all, you are my closest relative. However, age has left us a generation gap that can never be eliminated.

Whenever you see my face turn white, you will keep touching my forehead and ask me if I am uncomfortable and painful. Although, I said, it's just a little stomachache, that's all right. However, I know in my heart that it is because my best sister stabbed me in the back and hurt me both physically and mentally. How can I tell you, dear?

Dear, whenever I want to tell you something, I don't know how to say it. You always tell me in a tone of inculcation, say something quickly, don't hesitate, speak and do things simply and neatly, and hesitate too much to be indecisive. This is a rather annoying character, you should get rid of it quickly. Your expression was really kind at that time.

Is it? Is that so? Am I too shy? Or your reaction made me feel at a loss, and my hard-earned courage collapsed instantly. Yes, do we really have no chance to talk?

God lies, dear, we are the closest relatives, and your blood even flows through my body, but we can't be caring people. Dear, is this coincidence or fate?

Dear, I give you the reddest apple and you give me the biggest pear. However, we are just tied by that thing called "blood". Like a red line, although invisible, it always holds us back. Honey, is this a comedy or a tragedy?

Dear, I can sacrifice everything for you, and you can also dedicate all your years to me. I love you, and you love me. However, I don't know why, quarreling has become most of our communication methods. This, and why?

Honey, let's all change a little for each other, shall we? For nothing but our love for each other.