Perhaps it's because Gu Zhilan's cousin said something to her that after that day, Gu Zhilan never gave me as much money as before. My father waited a long time but never saw Gu Zhilan bringing a piggy bank to me again. Afterwards, my father changed his tune, cursing Gu Zhilan for having so much money at such a young age and not being more charitable.
At the time, I was young and didn't find my father's curses all that ridiculous, but when I grew up, I felt how foolish my father's words were.
Though Gu Zhilan never again poured a bowl full of money for me like a simpleton, she often gave me delicious things. For a long time, I hardly needed to experience the pain of an empty stomach.
Yet, the better Gu Zhilan treated me, the more wildly I envied everything she had.
I dreamt of becoming Gu Zhilan, daydreaming about how wonderful it would be if one day I turned into her!
But I never thought that one day, my dream would come true.
