I love A Tao, there is no doubt about it.
But I also hate her, envy her, and doubt her.
From the first moment I saw her, I hated her, not only because Ayan pushed me through the door, but my mother gave me a slap in the end.
What's more, I saw in her a love that my mother had never shown me.
I have grown three years old, and my mother has not cared about me a few times. Although occasionally she will call me to coax me and give me some sugar cookies when she is in a good mood, but it is Ayan who really brings me up.
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