My mother died in childbirth when I was born, and my brother hated me for 20 years, every day.
Finally, on the 24th anniversary of my mother’s death, on my 24th birthday, I climbed up on the roof, and the first time I saw him, I looked red.
He cried out to me, “I was wrong, I was asleep, my brother was wrong.”
I was just looking at him, bending my lips and smiling, “I’m dying, happy?” Brother. I’m sorry.
One.
I just got home when Kang called.
The diagnosis in the bag has been wrinkled by me.
He never called me on his own.
“The day before yesterday was Dad’s birthday. I’m sorry.
His voice is cold, like ice.
Always.
“Why don’t you come back…”
‘Cause I don’t. I’m interrupting him, “Just go back. I’m sorry.
“They came back abroad at the beginning of the month. I’m sorry.
She was my uncle’s daughter at the beginning of the month and she’s been living at our house since childhood.
“She’s fine. You just treat her like a sister. I’m sorry.
People across the street seem to have been angry and whispered my name: “Ginger sleep!” I’m sorry.
I press the hang-up button.
The last bit of cedar fell in the house.
I sat at the table and tore it to pieces.
When the piles of paper fell on the table, the cell phone suddenly turned on.
Ginger: Mom’s death is coming.
Two.
Ginger is my brother.
He always hated me.
Because I’m the one who took his mother.
More than 20 years ago, when my mother was born, she lost her life forever on the table.
It’s a murder for a freshman.
No one welcomes me.
Because of me, Dad lost his favorite wife.
And Ginger lost his mom.
This prolonged hatred has continued to this day since my birth.
I didn’t mean to miss Dad’s birthday.
It was only that day, when my abdominal pain almost passed out, I realized something.
But I’m not going, he might be more comfortable.
3
Ginger didn’t call me again.
I took a deep breath when I was downstairs.
After graduation, I entered his company.
A little up from the bottom, but no one ever found out about our relationship.
I’ve met him more often than he and his regular staff.
A senior manager left last week and his successor is announced on Monday.
Everyone says I’m the only one in this position.
I always thought so, at least until I got the diagnosis.
I met my colleague in the hallway, and she said hello to me, and she smiled at me:
“Sleep, don’t forget to invite us to dinner. I’m sorry.
I smiled: “Not yet. I’m sorry.
She held my arm, “You’re the best in this circle.” I’m sorry.
And when I entered the room, Kang was there, and I was right in his eyes, just for a moment, and I set aside like a stranger.
“Mr. Kang. I’m sorry.
He didn’t look at me. Nod.
It’s like we didn’t have a fight that night.
The conference room has been continuously occupied.
Ginger cleans his throat and his colleagues squeal at me.
I looked away from her.
Next second, you hear a familiar name.
“Don’t early in the month. I’m sorry.
The familiar figure comes in from outside the door, and the smile is as gentle as before.
Kang Yong stood by her side and introduced her to everyone: “Ms. Tang has just returned from abroad and will take over as Deputy Manager. I’m sorry.
There was a conscious look at me, and I staggered and looked up at the beginning of Tang’s gleaming day, and the atmosphere seemed to have stopped for a moment.
Invisible dark current fluctuations.
I’m laughing and applauding.
The applause of the rarity has broken some of the weird atmosphere in the conference room.
At the beginning of the month, Don turned his eyes and his eyes bent.
4
The coffee in the tea is so thick that it’s spilling out that I mix it with a spoon, sip it and swallow it with some acid water.
My colleagues looked at me and were angry.
“Why would she be able to take your place by air?
“Don’t you get mad, Sleepy?”
“It’s your job. You tried so hard. You almost got in the hospital last time. I’m sorry.
Her eyes were on me: “No, I didn’t say that you didn’t have to work so hard to drink coffee. I’m sorry.
The temperature of the coffee passed through the ceramic cup to my hand, and I whispered “King should have his own consideration.” I’m sorry.
When the girl looked at her eyes, the noise was about to drop and the cell phone rings.
Ginger’s voice is so clear in a small tea room, and he’s wearing a silent and depressing anger: “Ginger sleeps, come to me. I’m sorry.
The cups were unstable, and a few drops of coffee were dropped on my white shirt, and the heat of the fabric burned to the skin.
I whispered, “Yeah. I’m sorry.
5
I saw early Tang sitting on the sofa with his head down a little.
And a piece of paper in her hand.
And Ginger, sitting there, cold-faced anger.
Once upon a time, it was said that, while Kang-gi and I were inside one stomach, only the eyes looked like them.
When you don’t laugh, you’re naturally carrying a cold air far away.
Too bad neither of us like to laugh.
And Kang, he never smiled at me.
“Although the beginning of the month was airborne, she had the power. I’m sorry.
“Ginger Sleep. I’m sorry.
When you called me by my name, Chon-hyun was tight.
“When you have a complaint in your heart, you say that you chew people’s tongue behind your back, that your co-worker is alone at the beginning of the month, and that you sleep in the ginger, and that your evil is carved in your bones? I’m sorry.
But only half a day.
I looked in front of Don at the beginning of the month, and she was looking at me.
The glazed protein on the face of a young man in his twenties was red, and the tears in his eyes reflected the light.
Get your head down.
All the actors in the farce are in place, just waiting for me to do it, but I’m not interested in them.
“What do they say about me? I’m sorry.
“And more…”
“We’re not fools. I’m sorry.
The sound of the sobbing and object landings, which had been placed on the table, had broken apart.
Black ink spreads at my feet.
“Ginger Sleep! You…”
A piece of lightly paper fell on his table.
Ginger’s words were blocked, and when he saw the words on them, the fury came back. I’m sorry.
“Are you still a child?”
“Are you in a mood?”
A brand new letter of resignation was rubbed by him and thrown back to my feet like a waste.
It’s not gambling.
I’ve known this before.
I’m not entitled to bet.
That’s what a kid gets when he’s in trouble.
And I didn’t.
“I’ll find my own people. I’m sorry.
And as soon as the door was closed, We sealed his roar.
It’s just a few steps and Don’s been chasing us since the beginning of the month.
“Sleep. Her voice also had a little nostrils, and she was careful to hold my hand.
“Sleep, don’t get mad. I don’t want this position. I’ll talk to Brother Liu. I’m sorry.
“I knew I wouldn’t come back. Sleep. Don’t hurt your brother and brother’s breath. I’m sorry.
There’s nobody in the hallway.
I stopped looking at her.
At the beginning of the month, Tang’s eyes were filled with natural innocence and pitiful feelings, with her tiny red eyes and nostrils, and were always able to easily appreciate others’ preferences.
Like, ten years ago, she just came to my house.
“Don’t early in the month. I’m sorry.
I took a step closer to her, and I grabbed her chin, and I said, “That’s a lot to try.”
Right?
Don’s face was suddenly white.
The elevator arrives on the beep.
I let go of my hand and turned around to the elevator, and she didn’t seem to come back and stand there.
I looked at her and laughed: “You knew well that there was no brother or sister between me and him. I’m sorry.
“You’re more like his sister. I’m sorry.
Six.
The moment the elevator door closes, I see my face on the door.
Abdominal sting.
In fact, at the very beginning, my relationship with Kang Yong was not so bad.
When he was a kid, he didn’t like me, but he never went too far.
I’m the only one who’s ever been close to me, compared to my father, who thinks I’m transparent.
And I thought, even if Kang didn’t like me, we were still family. That’s blood.
Until junior high, Don came to our house at the beginning of the month.
I just found out.
Actually, brother can be so nice to others.
It’s not always cold, it’s not “fuck off” or sarcasm.
That’s the real attitude of a brother to his sister.
But Don doesn’t have enough at the beginning of the month.
She was transferred to my junior high school for the fifth day, and when I came back from school, Kang gave me a slap.
I looked at him in my face and he said something I couldn’t understand.
Lead isolation.
Bad bastard.
Evil.
Apologize.
But he was behind him and he looked over his head at the beginning of the month.
All of a sudden, all of a sudden, these pieces of words are in my head, all of a lie.
I defended it.
But he didn’t.
The controversy that erupted that day and the obvious partiality suddenly shattered at one moment my once naive and stupid ideas.
Ginger is not stupid enough to make a difference.
No, he did it on purpose.
I seem to have woken up after that day.
My brother, he’s real. He hates me.
My relationship with Kang has deteriorated dramatically.
Unfortunately, it was as naive as I was, when I thought, like my father, that he would make himself a stranger, rather than a stranger.
At least,
Kang can see me.
Our relationship lasted until we were 18.
When I was 18, I was dragged to hell.
After 18 years of age, my relationship with Kang Zheng suddenly became a stranger.
It’s like a war over.
We don’t fight, we don’t hysteria, we don’t fight.
Just cold, like nobody knows anybody.
7
When the formalities were completed, it was all dark outside.
The street lights in the sub-district are still not on, and only the warm yellow lights from the house across the street can be seen.
Abdominal pain continued from the afternoon until now.
I stomped on the sofa, hunger and pain crawled over my body, and I struggled to get up and open the fridge.
It seems to me that I only remembered that it was more than a month before I opened the fridge.
I grabbed a pickle, cleaned it up, put it on the board, and the sound of the knife falling was wrong.
Red drops of blood fall on green leaves, and a flower with fragrance.
I stopped.
The pain grew from the mouth, so I got it. The knife cut my hand.
When the impulse rises, I can’t contain it.
New and old scars intersect and a new one is added.
From arm to wrist.
The knife fell on the ground, and I was sitting on my knees and breathing.
I seem to be losing control of myself and doing something to hurt myself.
The doctor used to say.
When an illness occurs, you must take your medicine.
But I didn’t eat.
And she said, “Let your family stay with you.”
“Ginger sleeps, communicates with family, feels loved. I’m sorry.
“It’s good for the condition. I’m sorry.
But…
I look at the blood.
But I have no family.
8
I didn’t eat last night’s cooking, all in the trash can.
Hunger and pain are entwined, and finally I pass out in bed.
Someone knocked in the morning.
I came down from the sofa, went to the door, opened a stitch, and when I saw the outsider, I was asleep and awake.
Men’s eyebrows are frosted, as usual, with no face.
I pulled the door down, and the big sound of a steel collision came and cut us off.
I quickly went back to my room and I put on a coat and changed my pants.
When the door was opened again, Kang’s eyes fell on my face, cold-blooded.
“Is something wrong?”
I’m going straight away with him.
His eyes moved down and fell between my wrists holding the doorknob with a little colored tattoo.
“You got a tattoo on your arm?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t respond, and Kang seemed to take it as a sign of acquiescence, which was rekindled by indifference:
“You have to hang out with that punk and turn yourself into the same shit? I’m sorry.
I know that Ginger’s mouth is always poisonous, and that when we were in the worst of relationships, the language was a poisoned knife and it was gnawed at each other without mercy.
But he can’t say Zhou Yuzu.
Because she’s me, the only, best, friend.
If a man’s smell of tobacco goes into my nasal cavity, the hair of his forehead jumps.
The abdominal pains that had been raging and my hands were holding on to my hand, shaking and shaking, and I couldn’t stand it.
Instead of slapping him in the face, the anticipated slap was held tight by him on his wrist, and the scars of the ages touched the temperature of others.
I can’t help but see the twinkling of Kang’s face: “The scar on your wrist…”
It’s just that he didn’t finish his speech and I slapped him again.
The man’s head was slightly sided, with a big red on his face, and I used a lot of energy.
The silky smell of tobacco binds my nerves, the cold fear rises from the bottom of my feet, little by little, crawling all over me.
I pulled it out of his hand, and it was red.
Hold your hand so hard that you don’t shake so hard.
“Ginger Sleep…”
“Go away. I’m sorry.
I was staring at my feet.
“Don’t touch me. I’m sorry.
“Get out! I’m sorry.
9
Ginger’s gone.
I ran into the bathroom and went crazy with a towel to wash the hand that Kang had just touched.
The increased skin is torn, blood is torn down with cold water, color is to stimulate the brain, I hold the edge of the wash pool, and I breathe.
Finally calm down.
When the deliveryman arrived at noon, he put in a big bag and I opened it on the tea table.
The fragrance of the fragrances and the two-day hunger of the stomach.
I took chopsticks and stuffed them all in my stomach.
But it was hard to eat too much, I fell in the bathroom and threw them all out.
My dress was wet on the floor of the bathroom, so alive in the pain of death that I fell on the floor, with my mobile phone and flipping down the chat record.
A chat record stopped a month ago.
Zhou’s last sentence asked me what I ate today.
I didn’t reply.
And I didn’t tell her when I got the diagnosis.
Five years of friendship is long and short.
It grew heavy into my life.
It’s only a few hours short, and I’ve turned it all over.
“Are you sure you want to delete the conversation with your sister? I’m sorry.
The red word is a little gruesome.
But the abdominal ache is getting worse and worse, and it’s like a push.
Five years of memories disappear in an instant and carry me with me to the end of the world.
The day I was diagnosed, the doctor looked me in the eye and made a serious plea:
“It is a late stage of stomach cancer, but if it is actively treated, there will be two to three more years of optimism. I’m sorry.
I laughed and thanked him, but I didn’t take his word.
I have no reason to live.
My brother, too, wanted me dead.
10
I spent a few days in the house.
Life is constantly consumed in a vicious cycle of hunger, hunger and vomiting.
Turning on the phone by chance, it was discovered that the day was approaching.
I’ve cleaned up a little. I’d like to buy a proper dress at the mall.
When I looked in the mirror, I realized that my cheeks had quickly lost weight and that there was little blood on the pale face.
I thought about it and put on a makeup.
There are not many people at the mall on working days.
I traveled all the floors without a destination and finally found a beautiful white dress in a window.
When I came in, I wanted to open up the dress outside the window, and there was a beautiful sound coming out of the door: “Hey, this white dress is so beautiful.” I’m sorry.
A coincidence.
When Don stepped into the door at the beginning of the month, he looked at me, and the deer looked round and was happy to say, “Sleep.” I’m sorry.
It’s like no mustard.
Ginger stood at the door, chilling me out.
That’s great. Your sister’s home from abroad.
I smiled and ignored them.
“That dress, M code, wrap it up for me. I’m sorry.
“Take one for me, too, M code. I’m sorry.
My hand pointed to that white dress.
The young lady with her apologies saw it:
“It’s a good sale this year, except for the M number on the model. If you don’t mind, I’ll see if there’s any more. I’m sorry.
At the beginning of the month, Tang snubbed, and he just said, “Well…”
“Pack it up. I’m sorry.
I did not hesitate to interrupt her.
The Ms. Ladder responded. Turn and get it.
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
At the beginning of the month, Don shouted at me.
And I looked at her, “Is there something wrong?”
“Can I have this dress?”
She’s sorry, “You know, I love white skirts and you don’t wear them much when you’re sleeping.”
No more faces.
I looked at Kang, and he didn’t look at me, as if he’d let Don go at the beginning of the month.
That’s ridiculous.
All these years.
She hasn’t changed a bit.
Everything she likes, I’ll give it to her.
Toys, clothes, names…
And family.
“Don’t. I’m sorry.
I said no.
At the beginning of the month, I choked on Don and looked at me with my knitted skirt, and my eyes were wet and my head was leaning back to Kang.
Ginger didn’t know what to say to her on her side, and she jumped up with her eyes bending and was happy to take Kang’s hand.
Don’t forget to look at me.
It’s like, proudly bragging at me that my brother became her.
It doesn’t really matter.
All she wanted was for me to see that my brother seemed to love her a little more.
But who cares?
Anyway, for more than a decade, it’s never been this way.
Eleven.
Day by day.
My health is getting worse.
Ginger never came to me again.
I looked through the calendar and counted the few days left.
Until I got a text from Don early.
I’m invited to a party, and I’m going to add the following sentence: I’m worried about you, and I’m taking this opportunity to ease the relationship between your brothers and sisters.
She’s always the first to play dumb.
I looked at the calendar and decided to go.
In the golden halls, the people in good clothes come and the wine cups are mixed with the loud and loud.
I’m not comfortable with a man who has stayed too long and has suddenly been exposed to such a vigil.
Not far away, Kang and Tang stood together at the beginning of the month, talking to others.
Ginger looked at me with his face changed, his face came slightly, but he didn’t move.
It’s like waiting for me to come over and talk to him.
But I’m not going.
Don looked back at me at the beginning of the month.
She came at me with a smile, and I turned around, and I didn’t hesitate to withdraw from the festivities.
The wind on the balcony is great.
I sat on the edge of the balcony and listened to the laughs coming from behind, just counting how long it was to end and go home.
The back was suddenly pulled and I fell into a strange embrace.
It’s so thick that I’m surrounded by an inexhaustible smell of tobacco, and the desire to throw up in an instant.
I stood up to discomfort and pushed away the strange man who suddenly appeared, and then I saw the beginning of Don standing behind him.
She was wearing a nice dress and blinked at me.
The cell phone in the bag was shaking softly, and I picked it up and I saw the message she sent me.
I just saw you and asked Zhao to introduce him to you.
– He’s a nice guy.
I don’t, yao.
The words in the dialogue box are half-written, my wrist is held, and Zhao’s eyes are on my chest, and they are moved without trace.
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I slapped his hand.
And when there was nothing in my stomach, I couldn’t help but vomit, and he approached me, and I moved back a little.
Dark light.
The smell of smoke.
Tall strangers.
Everything, the last string in my head, the string of reason.
With my mouth shut and my mouth shut, I shuddered and took a spring knife out of my bag, and my hands were moving uncontrollably.
The knife crossed his skin, a little bit of blood filled my whole world.
“Ginger sleep!”
While the roar was ringing, my hand was turned on and my knife was thrown into the ground, reflecting the cold moonlight outside the window.
“What are you crazy about? I’m sorry.
Ginger’s voice is thunderous.
I feel like I’m being strangled, with an abdomen strangling, something to burst into my head.
With my mouth covered, my eyes drenched to the pain, my eyes drenched, like a little beast, and I breathed loudly.
At the beginning of the month, Don in a nice dress came, and when he saw it, he cried out, and the sound was like, “What happened? I’m sorry.
Zhao, how did you get hurt? I’m sorry.
“You said you liked to sleep. You wanted to talk to her. I’m sorry.
The strange man locked his eyebrow: “I didn’t do anything, she suddenly took out a knife…”
“Chilip. “I can trust Zhao’s people.” I’m sorry.
It goes without saying.
I breathed, stretched out my hand and slammed her in the face, but the ginger tweak that was standing in front of her was pushed away and fell to the ground.
Three human settlements are looking at me.
tummy ache.
Eyes hurt.
Headache.
It’s like every part of the body is hurting.
I’m like a broken robot on the verge of dispersing.
I heard Kang’s voice in silence:
“What the hell is wrong with you? I’m sorry.
“Ginger Sleep. I’m sorry.
“Are you sick? I’m sorry.
Ginger sleep.
You’re not sick.
Are you…
Sick?
I want to cry.
But I can’t cry out.
I had to hold on to the wall, just a little bit of pain, and get up from the ground.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“I’m sick. I’m sorry.
Not long to live.
I leaned on the door and I tried my whole body to stand straight.
I know I can’t spit in my stomach.
But now the throat is sweet.
Thick blood came out of my mouth, dripped on my clothes and fell on the floor.
I saw Ginger.
I saw him unconsciously coming to touch me.
I took a step back.
“Why didn’t you ask me?”
“Why don’t you ask what he did to me? I’m sorry.
“You are willing to believe the words of Don in the beginning of the month, and you are never willing to listen to me. I’m sorry.
‘Cause you never care. I’m sorry.
“It’s all my fault anyway.”
‘Cause I’m a sinner. I’m sorry.
“I owe Mom my life. I’m sorry.
“Really?”
The scene was quiet.
My brother just panicked for a second.
Now calm down.
I heard him with the usual voice, and I couldn’t be more calm.
“Isn’t it?”
Isn’t it?
“Yeah. I’m sorry.
I still won’t cry.
Even if the eyes are sore, they can’t shed a tear.
“So I’m about to pay for Mom’s life. I’m sorry.
This is the last time I call him brother.
I look at Ginger and I smile:
“I’m dying. I’m sorry.
“Happy?”
“Big brother. I’m sorry.
12
Ginger couldn’t catch Ginger’s sleep that night.
She disappeared on the street.
And then he thought a million times, if he could hurry that day.
If only that day he could grab Ginger’s hand and keep her from leaving.
Ginger’s not home.
Her cell number was blacklisted, and there was only one red exclamation mark left.
Kang Qian smoked for two days under her house, but she never showed up at the door.
Twenty years of blood, thin as a piece of paper.
As soon as she’s lost contact, he’ll never find her again.
He went to the hospital.
The doctor with the glasses didn’t have a lot of expression on his face.
“Find her as soon as possible, drag her down, and there won’t be months left. I’m sorry.
“Why did she get this disease?” I’m sorry.
“Young people don’t love their bodies. I’m sorry.
The doctor’s groaning again.
Ginger’s nails choked into the meat.
The eighth day of Ginger’s sleep.
He broke into her house.
Locked workers collect the tools, and inside the house comes the smell of a stingy nose.
Kang Yong never entered her house.
Twenty years were too long and he was too busy hating Ginger’s sleep and never sat down with her once.
The room had so few things that it did not look like a 20-year-old girl living in an unknown drop in the fridge.
When he pulled out, he found out that everything inside was rotting.
Kitchen, bathroom, study, bedroom.
It’s like nobody’s ever lived in the cold.
But it’s clean and clean. It proves she’s been here.
There’s a big broken bottle in the bedroom.
The glass fragments and the coloured tablets were scattered.
It’s like being hit on the ground.
Ginger’s eye, saw an empty box on the table.
It had the words on it that cooled his back.
Venafazin. (A antidepressant drug.
Ginger took the door.
The haze that had been over his head since he entered the door had not disappeared, and he had finally been overwhelmed by these days by his feelings.
All this seems to be proclaiming to him an outspoken secret.
Secret, hopeless.
And he kneels before the sun, and behold, a desperate and helpless thought emerges.
If we don’t find Ginger’s sleep soon…
He’ll never see her alive again.
13
Ginger sleeps unconnected on the twelfth day.
Kang called Zhou Yu.
The woman on the other side of the ocean was in a bad mood to answer the phone, whispering a cursing and asking who.
“It’s me, Kang-gi.”
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He knows Zhou Yubuki doesn’t like him either.
The woman on the opposite side scolded him with a psychotic and a series of obnoxious words.
What is it?
Zhou’s voice is out of control.
“Do you know where Ginger’s been?” I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
People across the street have changed their attitude.
“She…”
The words to be said have become difficult and bitter in the mouth.
“…with stomach cancer. I’m sorry.
There’s a busy sound on the other side of the line.
Kang Qiang’s handler, he’s lost his mind.
One minute later, he called again and the phone was picked up again.
The sound of emotional collapse could not be more clear into his ears, and Zhou’s sobbing was so sad in the empty room.
Ginger, open up.
“Please. I’m sorry.
“Help me find her. I’m sorry.
“If she wants to be treated, she can live another year or two. I’m sorry.
“Please. I’m sorry.
Zhou Zhou can’t cry on the phone.
“A few more years…”
“What good is it for her to live a few more years? I’m sorry.
“Ginger. I’m sorry.
“You know nothing. I’m sorry.
Ginger’s in place.
The familiar suffocation almost drowned him again.
“I know. I’m sorry.
He’s mumbling.
“Know what?”
“Know her…”
Zhou’s laughing over there.
“Ginger. I’m sorry.
“You are the one I hate most in the world. I’m sorry.
Don’s your sister at the beginning of the month, isn’t he your sister? I’m sorry.
“You know she died once? I’m sorry.
“KANG GANG GANG GANG-BANG-BANG.”
The cry and the questions were combined, like a knife, for thousands of miles, so strung into the heart of the ginger.
Do you know that?
“King Zing died 18 years ago. I’m sorry.
14
He should have known.
So many details.
Ginger’s sleep began at the age of 18, with a chilling attitude.
It’s just a few miles away from all men.
Also from that time on, she stopped wearing skirts and shorts, and she was always wearing long sleeves even in the hottest weather.
And.
The scar on her wrist.
Carrying a knife.
Dispersed antidepressants.
I don’t know.
His only sister with the same blood…
As early as 18 years old, it started dying.
15
When I was 18, I called Kang.
I don’t know why I’m calling him, or maybe I’m having a little fantasy, hoping that he can save me.
If he’s a little impatient.
If he cares a little about me.
If I could just know that someone in this world still loves me…
I may be able to see a little hope in my suffocating self-destruction.
When the phone came through, he was as cold as usual.
I called out to my brother, and I didn’t complain like I always did, but I asked him a whisper:
“If I really die…”
Please.
“What would you do?”
Help me.
The fruit knife on the table reflected the light outside the window.
We heard the sound of our breath and the shadows in the room.
The hand of the wrangling.
Ginger didn’t call me crazy.
I heard his voice.
Cold and calm.
Smacked into the earth, and fell upon my heart with ice, fast and precise.
He said.
That’s great.
You killed Mom.
You paid for your life.
The sea flooded my head in an instant, and I kept falling down.
And when I was suffocating, I was awake and breathing like an animal.
It doesn’t hurt much when the blade breaks the skin.
It’s like I was taken back that day.
Deep in the alleys, without coming in, strange men pull my hair back with a force I cannot resist.
I cried, cried.
I said I was wrong.
I’m sorry.
Please.
Please let me go.
Please.
Let me go.
He didn’t.
He’s like the cruelest animal in the world.
A little bit, pull me into the deepest darkness.
He slapped me a lot.
I beg your pardon, he hit.
I can’t say any more.
My clothes were torn by him.
The smell of carcass burns in my nose.
Light it up.
Killed.
Light it up.
Killed.
Move slowly from my waist to my neck.
Until a whole cigarette burned to ashes.
I don’t know how long it took.
From being exhausted in crying to being numb, I lay in the dirt, and the beast ran over me.
I smell the smell of my skin and the smell of rot from inside.
I wish I could die right away.
But I…
What did you do wrong again?
I’m just walking on the road.
Just wear my favorite dress.
I’m…
Is something wrong?
16
I don’t know when he left that day.
The mud on the ground is almost integrated with me.
I’m naked, the eyes are all dark.
If only Ginger’s never been born.
I wish I had never been in this world.
That’s when she showed up.
I don’t know her.
But she said my name exactly.
She took off her clothes and covered them with me, carefully wiping out the mud on my face, shaking and holding me up.
She took me to the police station.
Take me home again.
I actually came back in the middle of the night.
When the door was opened, the nominal father rarely sat in the living room.
But he just looked up at me.
Slightly my hair, slightly my dirty clothes, slightly my ugly and smelly body.
And take away the sight, as before.
17
He then left.
I’m the only one left.
As soon as I close my eyes, I’ll come back.
Burned skin a little rotting in summer.
Better dead.
But I’m not dead.
Zhou Yuzu again.
Strange calls, familiar women apprehensively apprehensively, saying unbridled words, so easily trying to hide something.
So I went straight out.
“Why did you call me?”
She stunned.
Suddenly he stuttered and couldn’t spell a full sentence.
It’s half a day, it’s like getting the courage.
“Don’t die. I’m sorry.
“Ginger Sleep. I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid, I’m afraid you’ll kill yourself, so I wrote down your phone…”
I never thought she was so straight.
Words are burning.
The pain in my eyes.
I heard her breathing in her room, nervous and squeezing.
I saw blood flowing on the table, dripping a few clubs on the floor and reflecting cold-lighted knives.
Finally I said.
“Good. I’m sorry.
“Call an ambulance for me. I’m sorry.
18
I survived.
But I can’t come out.
Black shadows are like nightmares, making up a net that cannot escape every night and trapping me in it.
I hate the smell of smoke.
Hate the dark.
I hate myself.
He hides in the shadows, in every dark place, and in the next second, he does not know where he will appear, and pulls me into the abyss again.
I remember every detail that night. Remember that pain and smell.
I’m so sober.
I’m awake in pain.
Wake up and die.
Still alive.
Zhou went to see a shrink with me.
The doctor said it’s better to be hospitalized.
I’m not in the hospital.
She gave me a lot of pills.
But I eat all of them.
Open them all and put them in transparent glass tanks.
Zhou’s been with me all summer.
It was a beautiful summer, but I stayed indoors.
She’s not tired of playing all kinds of chess games with me.
I’m talking about the latest TV dramas and games.
I actually know that.
Every night, she watched me cry.
The next morning, his eyes were swollen.
One day, after taking a shower, she saw me standing on the balcony and crying.
I looked at her and came down again.
Zhou Yuzu. I’m sorry.
I called her name.
“You’re good as my sister. I’m sorry.
I don’t have a mom.
My brother hates me.
My dad treated me like a stranger.
My body is broken, my soul rots.
I have nothing.
She came up and hugged me, and her burning tears fell into my clothes.
She said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
“Sleep well. I’m sorry.
“I’ll be your sister after that. I’m sorry.
“You promised your sister you’d live. I’m sorry.
“Okay?”
19
Bad.
20
I hold her back.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
I said.
“You’re not trapped by me. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
I’m doomed.
Normal just on the surface.
My insides have collapsed into ruins.
Looking forward to dying.
21
After that summer, Don left the country early in the month.
Ginger went into the company.
Zhou Tzu went to college.
Everyone’s moving forward.
I’m the only one left behind at the age of eighteen.
I smell rotting myself, and it’s getting worse since that night.
I sent her away the day she started school.
Her eyes were red and she did not cry.
She held me in her arms and called my name over and over again.
She finally whispered in my ear.
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
“If it doesn’t last, forget it. I’m sorry.
Actually, she knows.
She knows every scar I’ve carved on my body.
She knew that I struggled in the mud day after day.
She knew that every moment of my emotional collapse could only alleviate suffering by self-destructing.
I hold her back.
22
After Zhou’s absence, I seem to be back to normal, but every day I suffer.
I don’t have the strength to argue with Kang.
Every day I’m alive, I’m exhausted.
They drink and eat, they don’t eat and they don’t love their bodies.
I was happy when I had stomach cancer.
Because I…
Finally can die.
23
I’ve decided the day to leave.
It’s Mom’s Day.
It’s my birthday too.
But for over 20 years, I only had two birthdays.
I’ve been with Zhou.
Actually Kang didn’t know.
I envy having a mother.
I also envy that those girls can be held by their mothers.
With nice braids.
I hate myself more than anyone.
It was a very normal day when it came.
My abdominal pain remains the same.
I ate two buns in the morning and threw up.
And I stomped on the sofa, and I went through a photo in my album, and I deleted one.
After the last one, I get up and go to the balcony.
And suddenly in the living room there was a huge noise.
The doors of the old neighborhood can’t stand a little movement.
The familiar figure fell into my sight.
My brother.
I haven’t seen you in a couple of days, and I look like I’m old.
I guess she told him.
After all, I only mentioned this place once with Jojo.
The men were dressed up, they were breathing and they were always on their backs.
He looked at me and his eyes broke.
For the first time I saw my high, cold and heartless brother, awakening red eyes, begging me low and low.
“I was wrong. I’m sorry.
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
“The brother was wrong.”
His apology was over 10 years late.
But I stepped on the rail, just looking at him, and I didn’t do anything.
One metre and eight feet of the big man can’t cry.
I’m wearing a dress.
White, clean and clean.
It was bought at the mall that day.
All the ugly scars on me were exposed to him.
Not tattoos.
It is a sign of every struggle in nightmares and reality.
It’s my deepest disgust.
The tiles on the soles of the feet are cold.
Don’t jump! I’m sorry.
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
“Please…”
“Don’t jump…”
Scream in the ears.
I look at Kang-hyun’s smile.
It hurts.
One last time.
I’ve been through so much in my life.
God will be better for me.
“Ginger. I’m sorry.
And We shouted his name, and his feet were emptied, and his body fell down uncontrollably.
I saw his face panic.
I saw him coming at me.
I’m just laughing.
“I’m going to find Mom. I’m sorry.
19
Ginger didn’t catch her.
His sister.
Die in front of him.
Extra: Sleepless night
One.
When Kang opens his eyes…
Five-year-old Ginger sleeps with a blood bead on his finger and tears on his eyelashes, and the poor man stands not far from him and looks at him secretly.
It started this time?
Everyone was expecting her when Ginger was still alive.
Ginger wants a sister too.
When his mother lay on the bed and touched his head, and told him to protect his sister, he took his place seriously.
“Sister is the princess. I’m sorry.
“I’m a knight. I’m sorry.
“I will protect my sister forever. I’m sorry.
But after she was born, everything changed.
Mom’s gone.
Mom became a little box.
It turned into a cold rock.
Mom won’t talk, she won’t move.
No one will ever touch his head and shout at him again, no one will hold him in his arms and no one will whisper to him that Mom loves you.
The day Mom was buried, it rained.
When I came back, Kang was all wet.
The baby room upstairs has been crying for a while.
Wrinkled babies are ugly.
The rain mixed with the crying, a little provoking his nerves.
He doesn’t have a mother anymore.
His sister, killed Mom.
He hates ginger sleeping from that day on.
His sister.
He knew that a child who knew nothing was wrong, but he had no choice.
He was as distant as possible.
Don’t play with her, don’t talk to her, yell at her in cold.
But inevitably, he was restless every time he saw the look of Ginger’s sleep.
He hates her.
Love her again.
His veins are connected, innocent and evil, sister.
Two.
What did he do then?
He yelled at the ginger.
Get her out of here.
The trauma they suffered as a child can remember for a lifetime so that when the ginger sleep grows up, they will no longer be the kind of sister-brother that cares about.
So she won’t tell him anything, and she’ll swallow all the pain alone.
Even outsiders know more than him.
Ginger blinked and looked him in the eye.
The little girl was scared when Kang looked over and her tears fell again.
“Come here. I’m sorry.
Ginger sleeps in place.
He groaned, turned around and found the medical case, kneeled in front of her and slightly drugged her.
Does it hurt?
Ginger sleeps looking at the tweezers on his hands, tears on his eyelashes are clear, and he is dumb.
“Thank you, brother! I’m sorry.
Ginger’s in place.
He didn’t hold the ginger.
Over 20 years.
This is the first time.
The little girl’s body is soft and warm.
Why not hug her earlier?
Ginger’s shaking, reaching out, holding her tight.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
“Sorry. I’m sorry.
He apologized over and over again.
Ginger’s hands filled his feet with tears.
“Big brother doesn’t cry. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which ended up crying.
“I was wrong brother. Don’t cry.
“I’m sorry, don’t cry, I’ll never look for you again, brother, the blood of my sleep scares you, I’ll do my own medicine later…”
“Don’t cry, I’m sorry…”
“You’re right. I’m sorry.
“The brother is wrong. I’m sorry.
“Do not be mad at your brother for his fault in sleeping.” I’m sorry.
The little girl couldn’t stop crying and said:
“I won’t be angry if my brother doesn’t cry. I’m sorry.
Okay.
“The brother doesn’t cry. I’m sorry.
Don’t be mad at your brother.
My brother has protected you for the rest of your life.
3
Ginger knows Dad doesn’t like Ginger Sleep.
He could only make up to her for over 20 years of his previous life.
Ginger’s sleep was like a soft cotton doll, and she never seemed to take into account his apathy towards her in previous years, always screaming out for his brother and smiling at her.
He thought she was just a young girl.
Until one day, Ginger fell on a cup of tea.
No broken.
Just fell.
The little girl looked back at him with her eyes wide open, shrunk, trembled and apologized:
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do it you don’t hate me
He only remembers.
He had yelled at her for that small matter.
She actually remembers.
“You’re right, don’t apologize. I’m sorry.
Ginger touched her head, and the little girl looked down, and a tear fell on the floor.
“What’s wrong?”
Kang Yong-hoon asked.
“Does it change back?”
She’s wearing a skirt, whispering.
Kang-hyun didn’t hear her and came a little closer.
“Chou-Chou told me that we can make a wish on our birthday, and that there will be a fairy who will help. I’m sorry.
“I don’t know when my birthday is, but I made a wish. I’m sorry.
“I want my brother to be nice to me. I’m sorry.
“Big brother. I’m sorry.
Ginger sleeps up his head, with a few little stars in his eyes.
“Did the fairies tell you?”
She fell into a warm embrace.
Cold water fell on her neck.
Her brother cried again.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“The fairies also say that any desire to sleep will be fulfilled by their brothers. I’m sorry.
“Then I hope…”
Don’t cry again. I’m sorry.
4
At the age of 13, Tang would have stayed at their house early in the month and Kang refused.
Dad didn’t say anything.
Instead, Ginger sleeps, wearing the dress he bought her, and he asks:
“Why don’t you let her stay in, I can go to school with her, and my brother doesn’t have to pick me up. I’m sorry.
His sister was kind and open.
There was no shadow when I laughed.
Ginger touch her head.
“It’s enough with your sister. I’m sorry.
Ginger sleeps with a moving look and smiles: “Brother is so sweet. I’m sorry.
Ginger is silent.
He had only one wish.
Ginger sleep will grow up happy and healthy in life.
Ginger was 15 and got into the best high school in the country.
Same as in the last life.
But in her whole life, she took the letter of admission, proudly and brilliantly showed him:
Brother, I got your high school! Best high school ever!”
Ginger came up with a gift that was ready: “Sleep well.” I’m sorry.
“I have to go to school to sleep in high school.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t call me in college, I heard you were busy.” I’m sorry.
Ginger looks at her smile.
“Sleep. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
“You must grow up. I’m sorry.
“I know I know. I’m sorry.
Ginger sleeps laughing too.
Ginger’s 17 years old.
Kang Gyeong saw her hair in the circle.
Two girls laughed so loud.
The people on the side wore a broken eyebrow and a nail to the ear.
It’s Zhou.
The call was hung up.
Call back later.
The person on the other side of the phone shouted “Big brother.” I’m sorry.
Chon-chuck.
“Will we go to the mall with our best friends on the weekend?”
“Big brother gives you a red bag. I’m sorry.
“No need. I’m sorry.
Ginger sleeps in that head laughing, “I’m going to the library with her to study. I’m sorry.
He came back to see her when Ginger slept fast.
Staying at home every day to feed her is more stressful than ginger sleeping.
He brought a lot of things to the exam.
One stop is a day.
At the end of the last exam, Chon’s the first out.
The reporters at the door didn’t stop her.
The sun was bright and bright that day.
She ran to him.
Smile nicely.
In his arms.
“Brother!” I’m finished.”
Ginger back in her arms.
“Congratulations. I’m sorry.
Ginger’s 18th birthday.
He gave her a big bar mitzvah.
Under the giant crystal light, the ginger sleep was in the crown and in a fine and complex dress.
Like a real princess.
All hands together.
She looked at Ginger in the crowd and looked at each other.
She said, “Thank you, brother.”
Ginger’s eyes are like him.
She smiled beautifully, as if the stars in the sky were crushed in her eyes.
Eighteen-year-old Ginger Sleep.
Vibrant, pretty and tough.
His sister.
After the party.
Ginger went to the cemetery to see Mom.
Women in black and white are young and beautiful.
Ginger’s like her.
Ginger stood there long.
He caressed the cold stone.
“Mommy. I’m sorry.
Your little princess.
He grew up in peace and security.
5
Ginger Hing graduated at 22, did not enter his company and chose his preferred job.
Every once in a while, two people make video calls.
Ginger’s face is tired, but it’s hard to hide.
Ginger looked at her eyes.
“I’m tired and my brother says. I’m sorry.
“… brother has money. I’m sorry.
The other guy took the phone.
“Don’t worry, I’m asleep. Everything’s fine. But…”
Ginger sleeps in the back screaming.
Zhou’s voice is full of laughs: “You should see your brother-in-law soon.” I’m sorry.
The video phone was cut off.
Ginger sat at the desk for a long time.
Life is great.
It went so well.
It’s like a mirror moon dream.
Ginger’s about 24, getting married.
That man he met many times.
It’s so warm.
Very much.
The night before the wedding he went to visit Mom.
“Mom. I’m sorry.
“Tomorrow I’ll sleep and get married. I’m sorry.
“Your little princess has found her prince, and since then two men will protect her. I’m sorry.
“Mom, if this is a dream…”
“Can I…”
“Let it grow a little longer…”
Six.
The bride is missing.
It’s all messed up. The guests are yelling.
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Phone’s not working.
The Twitter interface is stuck in a face bag sent yesterday from Gingerzone.
And then there’s only a red exclamation mark.
Just like that day.
Kang went crazy to the 18th floor, knocked on every room, was scolded and went on to knock on the next room.
Finally found her in a locked room.
Ginger sleep is beautiful today.
In white skirts, veils and lace layers.
He had a fine make-up on his face and his naked arms were smooth and white.
She’s on the edge of the balcony.
The wind blew her white veil.
She didn’t say anything. She just looked at him.
“Sleep? Sleep?
Ginger sleeps on his eyes.
Raise your lips.
It’s her birthday.
It’s her death anniversary.
Same.
The next second, she’s going straight back.
Don’t!
Ginger’s eyes are broken.
All the scenes quickly retreated, like horselights moving forward.
The blood on the white dress coincides with the blood on the wedding dress.
There are countless ginger sleeping together.
Smile.
Crying.
It was all set for that day.
She jumped off the 18th floor.
She said.
Ginger.
I’m going to go find Mom.
Don’t!
7
Ginger wakes up in a dream, the night is like ink.
Ten-year-old Ginger Sleep was in his school uniform, standing on his nightstand.
Ginger press the light switch.
Photos are coming up.
People don’t laugh in pictures.
It’s a dream.
He cried out to him with his eyelids bending and stinging, “Brother.” I’m sorry.
There was no injury, no depression, no pain.
Life is never gonna happen again.
He knew.
So.
Why is he.
Why can’t you sleep better with Kang earlier?
His sister.
Never again.
Can’t come back.
The wind outside the window was shaking the window.
Men holding their faces and crying.
8
Kang tried countless times to remember what she had suffered.
It is self-inflicted without exception.
And he fell down in the day after day in regret.
Thirty-six.
He went to sleep.
Zhou Yuxuan
One.
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Ginger’s in her next class.
Pictures of girls are on the red list, with pony tails, and they are pale.
The teacher on the same floor often mentioned the name when she was caught and punished in the office, in a praising manner.
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Not like her.
Their lives were not supposed to intersect, even on the same floor, and they did not look familiar.
Until that day, when Zhou Yu was passing through the corridor, someone whispered and turned away.
She was angry for no reason and had nowhere to go.
They had to keep moving, but were pulled from behind.
The man in the photograph took her coat off behind her, suggesting that she was tied to her waist, and it was only when she realized that she was already red on her pants.
The first fall was cold.
The chicken skin on the Ginger’s arm had a bump and went to the commissary to buy her something.
Juan Zhou thanked her.
She’s just bending her eyes and whispering.
It was only then that Zhou Zhou realized that Ginger was smiling.
Like a beautiful white jade.
Two.
Only then she wouldn’t have thought.
The second time in their lives will be at that time.
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The family was arguing every day, and she was always out there to avoid trouble.
That night, when she was passing through the alley, she saw, by accident, the little locket that fell on the ground.
She remembers it was a locket on the Ginger sleep bag.
Always swaying with her master.
When she got into the alley, there was a blank in her head.
A weak cell phone light lit people up on the ground.
The familiar face was covered with mud, and the pupils looked in her direction.
The girl’s clothes were broken and the snow had red flowers on her back.
If there’s no charred smell in her nose.
It’s muddy down there.
Zhou’s face looks like a knife.
Straight into her heart.
The heart is also fracturing.
Her jade orchid.
Falling in the mud.
Dead.
3
Zhou Yue dared not think.
She could not remember how she was shaking off her clothes and wrapped up in a ginger sleep, how she was picked up that day and took her to the police.
It was also hard to remember that day, Ginger Sleep sat on a chair and answered some police questions without an expression.
She’s afraid to think.
What happened to Ginger’s Sleep before she got here.
She sent Ginger home.
He lays down on the side of the window, and wears his cherries.
The bright light was projected out of the window on her face, but she was like a doll.
Zhou Zhou looks at her, tears her eyes are sore.
She doesn’t know what to say.
Kang-som doesn’t know her.
This is not the time to go back.
She was unable to act like a good friend and allow her to cry freely in front of her.
She can only be sent home.
4
But she’s still scared.
Everything without soul is the same.
With a colored puppet.
There’s only one empty shell left in the corner.
With white eyes turned, dead fish floating around with water.
And that day.
In the mud.
Zhou Yuzu woke up again after noon.
The heart beats faster than ever.
The feeling of losing something is growing.
The family quarrel continues.
She closed her eyes, and that’s the face that night.
Silence and sorrow.
Like a call for help.
It’s like a complete fall.
Zhou Tzu still called her.
It’s a long, busy sound. She bites her fingernails and prays.
Answer the phone.
Answer the phone.
Just, let her hear it.
At least let her know that Ginger’s alive.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou almost wept at the moment when the phone was connected.
Ginger sleeps little.
Ask her who she is and what it is.
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She was not smart enough to know what to say in the face of such a situation, but she was foolishly looking for unmindful topics.
In the end, she didn’t know what she was talking about.
But Ginger’s not on the phone.
She’s been listening over the phone.
Then she finally spoke.
She said, “Why did you call me? I’m sorry.
Zhou’s been asked.
Why.
Because she’s scared.
She’s too scared.
All she had to do was close her eyes, and her eyes were blind, and her heart was as dead as ashes.
She was afraid that one day she would suddenly disappear into the world.
Zhou Yuu’s hands shivered.
Tears come down.
“…don’t die. I’m sorry.
Ginger sleep.
Don’t die.
5
Zhou Zhou Zhou held up the ginger sleep.
So many moments in the future, Zhou Zhou Zhou hated himself.
Why, don’t let her walk easy.
Six.
Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou lives in Ginger Zing’s house.
There’s nobody at home.
The brother of Ginger’s came back once in a while, and the two were like strangers.
Ginger doesn’t like her.
Zhou knows, but she also hates ginger.
How can a brother know nothing about what happened to his sister?
Ginger sleeps don’t like to talk.
Always lock yourself in the bedroom.
Zhou Zhou spent all day studying how to heal his wounds and carefully trying to cover up the day.
Ginger’s not answering at first.
Slowly, we’ll talk to her.
She’s trying to make things better.
Until that day.
She saw Ginger’s sleep on the balcony.
The wind is so big.
I think I’ll blow her off in a minute.
She almost collapsed.
But the next second I saw her, the ginger sleep came down from above.
Zhou Yuzu. I’m sorry.
“You’re good as my sister. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
Actually, she’d say anything she wanted.
Zhou Yu has been holding her for a long time that night.
But she didn’t cry.
Zhou Zhou Zhou has never seen Ginger Sleep shed tears.
She didn’t cry.
Her sister was so bitter.
I can’t even cry.
7
Zhou went to see a psychiatrist with Kang-som.
The doctor prescribed a lot of pills.
Ginger’s promised to go to school.
Then it seemed like everything was getting better, and Ginger’s sleep slowly returning to normal.
She was caught by Ginger’s hands and went back to her reading.
He is monitored for daily studies.
A year later, she looked at her report card and cried.
But that night deciding which school.
She had a fight with Ginger.
Foreign universities are fine.
But too far from Ginger’s sleep.
She’s scared.
Ginger was standing at the door, staring away.
Then she raises her hand.
Take off your clothes one by one.
She saw the cross-sectioned ugly scars of Ginger’s sleep.
Some are still bleeding.
Big and small, covered all over.
So it’s all just a delusion.
For the first time, she felt so helpless.
There are people in this world who cannot be saved.
The cracking puppet came at her step by step.
Ginger sleep carefully wipes out the tears on her face and then gently embraces her.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be trapped by me…”
The girl’s voice is invisible.
“…and I will hate me…”
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The feeling of weakness came back that night.
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It ended up in that mud.
She’s already dead.
9
On the day Kang-hing got her on the plane, Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou was holding on and not crying.
Until she got on the plane.
On a trip to another country.
Crying like a teenager.
She knows.
Ginger can’t live.
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It’s all a long time ago.
But when Kang Yong called her on the phone.
She’s still gonna collapse.
What good is a few more years?
Let her die.
Living so painful.
Don’t leave her anymore.
Eleven.
Ginger Sleep jumped off the 18th floor that day.
Zhou’s at the door.
She knew Ginger would not want to see her here.
The moment when she heard the roaring of the Chon-hyun tore her heart apart, she saw the white shadow falling from the window.
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White and blood.
It hurt her eye.
She grabbed the hand of Ginger Sleep carefully and took off her clothes and covered her wounds.
“In the next life…”
“I am your own sister…”
“Okay?”
Ginger’s not talking anymore.
But Juan Zhou knows.
She will.
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Ginger was buried that day.
Zhou Yuzu didn’t cry.
She drew beautiful makeup and sent her last ride to Ginger’s.
There were a few people standing in the temple.
Ginger-Hing’s dad stood in front of her picture, staring at her, moving.
Her brother’s talking to guests about this.
Zhou Yuzu put down a bunch of jade orchids.
Turning around just in time to see early Tang.
In a black dress, with red eyes, close to Ginger’s sleep, standing in front of her.
Behave.
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Before because of her sister.
The sister, who was so fragile as to make her cry, learned to whisper.
Now Ginger’s gone.
Zhou Tzu stepped on his heels and kicked him in the back of Tang’s leg at the beginning of the month.
Tang was in pain at the beginning of the month, crying out, kneeling in front of Ginger’s Sleep.
Everyone in the temple looks to them.
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The man just looked at it, and he took a look.
Zhou was a punk for a few years.
Smoke, skip, fight, do anything.
She grabbed Don’s hair at the beginning of the month, held her, kneeled in front of Ginger’s sleep and fell on three heads.
The girl had a little red on her forehead and tears.
She let go. Don fell on the ground early in the month.
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The tears of Don early in the month fell.
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“I’m a punk. I’m sorry.
“I’m not like Ginger Sleep. I’m sorry.
“She has morality, I don’t. I’m sorry.
“Don’t early in the month. I’m sorry.
“My sister’s suffering. I want a little. I’ll give you everything. I’m sorry.
“As long as I’m alive, you’ll never feel better. I’m sorry.
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On the second anniversary of Ginger’s birthday, it rained.
Zhou Yuzu bought a nice bunch of flowers and brought something she liked to eat.
But she’s late.
Someone earlier than her.
It’s raining a lot.
The people on the steps stood for a long time until they were all wet and just staring at those on the tablet.
Zhou doesn’t want to pass.
She hates ginger.
But his feet were like he had roots in front of his grave.
Four or five hours in a row.
The flowers in her hand are dying.
The doorman at the cemetery talked to her.
Pointing at the black shadow in the rain, whispering:
“This man always comes here, always standing there for hours, not knowing who he is buried there. I’m sorry.
“He has nothing to do with him. I’m sorry.
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Ginger seemed to realize something and turned her head as she approached.
The men were blinded by the rain and tears on their face, but their eyes were bleeding.
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Man got a slap on her.
Half of his face passed, red and his mouth was bleeding, but nothing was said.
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“I want to talk to sleep. I’m sorry.
The man had his eyes down.
Nothing to turn around.
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“Sleep. I’m sorry.
“Go to his dreams and torture him. I’m sorry.
“Right. I’m sorry.
“And good news for you, sleeping. I’m sorry.
“Don’s leg broke early in the month. I’m sorry.
“She can’t stand anymore. I’m sorry.
The rain didn’t stop.
Only the sound of the tablets kept ringing.
A young girl with no face looks straight ahead.
No color.
“Forget it. I’m sorry.
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“Don’t go looking for him. I’m sorry.
She was down and looked at the person in the picture.
“Forget it all. I’m sorry.
“by the way…”
“Wait for sister. I’m sorry.
“In the next life, sister will protect you. I’m sorry.
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Juan Zhou doesn’t know.
When I was 18, Ginger slept on his first birthday.
She made a wish.
She wants to.
In the next life, you can be Zhou Yue’s sister.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
