Since childhood, I have been in the same room as my sister, so far it has been 16 years. One day, I discovered that my sister was kissing with a strange son, both in bed and preparing to make love to each other. I went in and made her boyfriend run away. I went crazy with the jealous thought in my head, I immediately pressed her out and made something that could not be forgiven with her. Although she kept saying that I wore a bag, but because of the jealousy, I did not listen. After that day, I used to make her love with me how to refuse. And finally, my mother found out, I had to move to my own room, but I decided to move out to live alone. But before I left, I knew her feelings for me, she loved me and didn't want me to leave her ...