Ning Youguang nodded gently, patiently listening to the girl's heartfelt grievances in front of him.
"My parents are like that, not to mention unconditional love, I even doubt whether they really love me. There are two kids in our family, my younger brother and I, and they love my brother more because he is the son they worked so hard to have, a son who could make them proud in front of family and friends, a son who could spend the New Year with them... I used to envy the love they gave him, but now I feel there's nothing enviable about it. The love they gave him is no different than the love they gave me. If he were a girl like me, he would receive the same kind of love I do."
The girl, with eyes like fiery red, raised the corners of her mouth in a sarcastic smile.
