"Mom and Dad never said you were stupid, never blamed you. You are their own flesh and blood, how could they possibly say anything bad about you."
Grandma Shen lifted her head, her gaze deep and distant into the horizon, as if conversing across time and space with her parents who had passed away years ago.
"Mom and Dad just said that you are destined to suffer." After Song Yaozhi said this, looking at Grandma Shen's face lined with the marks of time, a sour feeling welled up in her nose.
Grandma Shen was her younger sister, the only sibling from the same parents. She had no other sisters or brothers, just this one sibling. Their relationship, of course, was close from childhood. The only difference was that she was the eldest, and as the eldest daughter, she had more responsibilities to bear. When she was just fifteen, she parted ways with all her sisters, crossing the oceans to study abroad, following the teacher hired by her family to broaden her horizons.
