"I guessed."
"But I didn't expect they'd send you."
"Hm?"
Hearing this, Zhang Dazhuang raised an eyebrow at Zhang Ergou and said unhappily, "What's that supposed to mean? Ergou, are you saying you don't welcome me?"
"I'm your older sister—your actual older sister. Blood is thicker than water."
"How long has it been since we last saw each other? Don't you miss me? Do you really not miss me?"
"Ah, so you don't love me anymore? You've got other older sisters out there?"
"Ergou? How could you do this to me?"
Zhang Ergou looked at Zhang Dazhuang. Her eyes, which had never held much emotion to begin with, were now utterly lifeless.
Who would want to welcome you...
Can't you give your mouth a rest for once?
"Why don't you take a break?"
"It's fine, I'm not tired."
"I am."
"Look at you. You've been like this since you were little. I don't know who you take after. Look at you—who in our family do you resemble? If I didn't know our mother gave birth to you, I'd think you were adopted."
Hearing Zhang Dazhuang's words, Zhang Ergou felt utterly helpless.
If she didn't have a family like this, she might not have ended up with this sort of personality.
Her father was unreliable, her mother was love-struck, her older sister was a brute, and her younger brother was a wild one. Having to look at these people day after day had made her deeply resent the fact that no one could die.
Zhang Ergou often wondered why she had to live for so many years. Death was her greatest release.
"Are you thinking about dying again?"
"I'm telling you, there's no point. You can't die in the Eternal Land. You'd better accept reality."
"Besides, isn't having a family like