I will always shine on you as a star

　　 That year, she was ten and you were nine, and you and she were catching robins in a tree. Accidentally, you fell from the tree and broke the new dress your mother had just bought for you. You were so scared that you whimpered and cried. At that moment, she came over, took off her dress, and gave you a new one. When she got home, she was beaten up by her mom while you just stood by in silence.

　　 A few years later, she was fifteen, you were fourteen, you shared a school, your grades were good, hers were good, and if you were in the same class, her grades were much better than yours. Every day she waited for you, helped you unscrew your school bag, helped you with your duty because mom said: you are a great-aunt's child, great-aunt before she left, let mom take good care of you.

　　 The day will always be unpredictable, mom is sick, has too expensive medical bills, but you are still young, have no financial resources, and are also in the hospital to take care of sick mom. So she automatically came forward and said she was not going to study and would stay to take care of her mother. You also cried and didn't want to study either, and wanted to stay too. At this point, she raised her voice and said: you are still young, you have to go to school. I'm older than you, I'll stay and take care of my mom. With that, you went back to school and studied.

　　 Shortly after, your mother became ill and died. Before she left, she took her hand and told her to take care of her and not to let her get hurt. You burst into tears, but she, like a rock, held you in her arms with strength. She did not shed a single tear. Until the mourning for mom was completed.

　　 After Mom died, the family's income dwindled, and you and she both had to study. But where did the money come from? So she quietly quit school and went to a florist to help sell flowers, and you were sad when you found out. You wanted to help her share some of it, but she said. She is the older sister, she should take care of you, and you just cried and rubbed your eyes and went back to school.

　　 Another few years, she was nineteen, you were eighteen, you got into teacher training as you had hoped, she gave you the money she had saved in the flower store over the years to pay for your books, and bought you beautiful branded dresses, although they were all on sale, but how extravagant they seemed to you. She never wanted to buy and wear them, but would only wear work clothes herself. She sent you to school and took out a bank card with 2,000 yuan from her pocket and stuffed it in your hand. She said to you: Xiao Yue, study hard, my sister will see you in a few days. After saying that, she slowly walked away with ten steps and nine steps back. You, on the other hand, squeezed the card tightly and tears flowed from your eyes.

　　 After a few days, your bank card has more than a few thousand dollars, you know is her hard-earned in the flower store, you took the money to buy a lot of books, but all day long stay in the dormitory refused to come out. One day, a roommate ran over to you and said that someone was looking for you and that the person was downstairs. As soon as you heard that, as if you had lost your soul, you threw the book aside and ran downstairs in three steps. You know it's her, you're happy. When you look at her, she has taken off her work clothes and put on a casual outfit, she is always smiling and looks especially sunny and beautiful. She tells you that she has come to work in the provincial capital, also selling flowers in a florist store, so that she will have a lot of time to visit you.

　　 She works at the flower store from Monday to Saturday, and only on weekends comes to school to find you and take you out for a big meal, leaving you full every time.

　　 That year, she was twenty-three and you were twenty-two after you graduated. You got into teaching, working in a school in the provincial capital, and she opened a flower store as she wished, you kept your first salary, and you bought her a beautiful dress. Wearing her body, beautiful, you, too, smiled happily.

　　 This year Qingming Festival. You and she went to the mother's grave back, you came back to this several years have not returned to the home, you cleaned the house seriously, in the mother's room at the bedside, you saw a diary, that is the mother wrote before she was born, you curious to open to see, in 1990 one day, only two months old girl came to the home, named Xiao Xing, just one-year-old, but a small month in the side eating milk powder The mother, to let her child have a good future, said that only two months old Xiao Xing was her child and sister. The one-year-old Xiaoyue is the sister of her great-aunt's family. Because of her mother's preference, but she didn't want people to gossip, she hid it this way.

　　 You take the diary and look at her with teary eyes, you say: originally, the moon should have shone on the stars, why should the stars shine on the moon? I'm willing to shine on you as a star forever. She shouted out: sister. She jumped into your arms and cried out loudly. This time, it was the first time you saw her cry after the death of her mother.