她总是不甘。从还是一个小女孩的时候,就不甘于在小镇上生活。她很少跟我交流,尽管我只比她小了三岁。但这三岁的距离,却让我们之间隔了千里万里。她不称呼我妹妹,我也不喊她姐姐。她觉得我根本就是一个不值一提的丫头,做她的跟屁虫都不够格。每次父母吵架的时候,她去请邻人帮忙劝架,我在她身后一路哭着,总是会被她无意中转身时冷漠的视线吓住。我不知道她会不会害怕父母的争吵,她在巷子里走着的时候有没有过犹豫和胆怯。她脸上的表情,永 She is always unwilling From being a little girl, I was reluctant to live in the town. She seldom talked to me, although I was only three years younger than her. However, this three-year-old distance, but let us thousands of miles apart. She does not call my sister, nor do I call her sister. She felt that I was a worthless girl at all, and she was not qualified to act on her. Every time her parents quarrel, she went to see her neighbors help me, and I cried all the way behind her and was always intimidated by her indifferent gaze when she turned in unintentionally. I do not know if she would not be afraid of her parents quarrel, she had not hesitated and timid when walking in the alley. Expression on her face, forever