My brother and I were both burning up.
Mom and Dad gave me the last three depressants. He’s a fool.
He’s being bullied. He’s getting revenge from his classmates.
Neglected, he hurt his parents. Back in life, I stuffed all the antics in his mouth.
One.
The nose is surrounded by heavy blood.
In the dim living room, two bodies were lying in cold.
That’s Mom and Dad! They’ve been killed!
They fell down on the ground, dying like they were, and I was scared.
But I’m stuck in bed.
Their hands and feet were tied and they could not move in half.
The throat was strangled by the death of a large, gray hand and it was hard to breathe.
A sharp dagger is dripping blood and wet to my neck artery.
Sister…
People on their bodies, sound low and painful.
Stammering, intermittent.
This man is my brother.
Ten years ago, he and I were at the same time high and warmed up to 40°C+.
Drugs were scarce at the time, and it was difficult to obtain them on the market.
There were only three deflammation pills left in the house, and Mom and Dad had to go over it and then they chose to feed me.
The 13-year-old brother, who was burned high, became the “wit” of everyone’s mouth and became the target of bullying in school, a transparent person who was neglected at home.
And that’s what this is all about.
He killed Mom and Dad and then he killed me again.
Now, why does he still have a bruised face?
The man’s hands are tight, I’m losing my breath, I can’t deal with him.
“Sister. He called me again.
Maybe it’s because he won’t talk to anyone for years, and he’s not very good at speaking.
It’s like it’s coming out of your throat, and it’s like it’s coming out of your head.
“I’ve killed anyone who bullied me at school. I’m sorry.
He slowly bowed his head, he breathed hot in my face, and I suddenly got sore.
I closed my eyes in pain with his red eyes.
“The men and women, I also killed. I’m sorry.
He keeps spitting out cold words, I know. He’s talking about Mom and Dad.
All of a sudden, the big hand stuck around my neck was loosed, and he sent the knife to my skin.
In a second, the neck hurts.
In the air, it’s all stingy.
He slit my throat.
Two.
He stomped on my face and said:
“I’ve given you all the antics. Why did you marry? I’m sorry.
Turns out he remembers 10 years ago.
Because of a high fever, he was so smart and he was so clumsy.
Lost his good life.
I owe him that.
But he should not have killed so many people, let alone the devil, our parents.
I don’t understand the second half of his sentence.
After college, I feared that he would not be able to care for his parents in the future because of his physical problems.
So I chose to stay with Mom and Dad, marry a gentle man and look after Mom and Dad.
I planned the future of our family.
I met a nice guy next week.
“Sister, after you die, I will kill him and come with you. I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry. I’m sorry.
At this point, he’s got a lot more to say than that.
I know, he’s talking about my fiancé.
Tears blur the sight and I can only shake my head in pain.
I can feel that he’s been holding me tight.
And he’s like a sleepy animal.
He’s in pain, isn’t he? Can’t control yourself?
It’s not supposed to end like this.
I feel like I saw four happy members of our family as children.
If, in the first place, he’d have had his deflammation pills.
If, in the first place, I knew my classmates had bullied him, I’d help him.
If I had given him more attention at home.
Wouldn’t it be like this?
Unfortunately, it’s too late.
He killed everyone.
I’m dead too.
3
Ouch.
Headache.
It hurts all over.
I can’t keep my eyes open.
I can’t tell the difference between dream and reality.
It’s like they’re cooking in hot water.
An ice-cold hand came to my forehead, followed by a cold drip of an instrument.
Then it was the woman who shouted so anxiously:
“What should I do? It’s 40°C! I’m sorry.
Quick footsteps ring in the room.
It’s 40°C! You can’t buy medicine, you can’t borrow it from your neighbor. I’m sorry.
“Go to the hospital!”
“It’s sealed! When will this be done? Besides, hospitals don’t have beds for special times. I’m sorry.
“My children’s lives are so bitter…”
The familiar man’s voice should be put to rest: “How about the last three defunct pills?” She’ll be fine! Or we’re sorry.”
It’s like a world away, and it makes my faint head clear.
It’s like a dying man.
I opened my eyes!
Scaring the men and women in the room, with a surprise.
“Baby, you’re awake! You scared Mom! I’m sorry.
Two young, many-faced faces came to me, two living people, giving me tears.
I’m shaking my hands, I’m touching my neck, it’s intact!
So We sat down with no regard for the wet sweat of the bed.
“What year is it now?” I’m sorry.
My parents looked at it, and they couldn’t cover up their fears: “Oh, no, the kid’s burned. I’m sorry.
“In 2022, you and Wynn had a cold break.
I crushed my heart like a drum and took the three deflammation pills from my mother.
Jump out of bed and run towards Tang Wen’s room.
4
When I slammed the door, the little boy in the bed closes his eyes and his face is red, and he’s murmuring in pain: “Dad, Mama, sister…”
I’m just relieved.
There’s still time.
It’s good to be reborn. There’s a chance to re-choice.
I tore it apart, threw it straight into Tang Wen’s bed and broke his mouth.
I cried and said, “Here you go, here you go. Eat up…”
Maybe it’s my crazy move that scares Mom and Dad.
And I cried out, “Don’t move!” I’m sorry.
I turned my head and looked at them, and I cried, and I said, “Here’s the medicine for my brother. I’m sorry.
At that time, my hands were licked softly, and I snapped.
Look down and look into a dark and weak eye.
It’s been like a long decade, and there’s a lot of blood in it, and it’s like this beautiful little boy in front of it.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
He called me.
I’m stiff and I don’t know what to look like.
The terrible scenes before my death prevented me from calming myself and facing him.
This is the future killer.
Can I really change everything?
When I thought about my parents behind me, I bit my teeth and made up my mind.
This world must not allow him to feel harmed and neglected.
Make him happy and calm him down.
And I tried to pull out an ugly smile, and put the medicine into his mouth, and said, “Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, take it, and soon it will get better.” I’m sorry.
Mom and Dad behind me seem to hesitate to say what they’re saying, but they’re just groaning and not talking.
Tang Wing blinked in the dark, and suddenly turned his eyelids and smiled, pure and harmless, and his voice squeaked: “Mom said, “There are only three, sister, you eat.” I’m sorry.
I don’t care, I’m crying, and I keep stuffing it in his mouth.
“You eat, you eat…”
You don’t eat, ten years later we all die.
He wrinkled his eyebrow, stretched out his hand and pulled two pills and gave them to me in weakness.
His eyes were calm and his voice was clear:
“Then I’ll have one and my sister will have two. I’m sorry.
I can’t refuse again.
Because of the look of his eyes, the blackness was frightening.
Like when he cut my throat.
Although this year he is only 13 years old.
5
Maybe it worked.
I didn’t know how long I slept in darkness, and when I finally opened my eyes, I fainted.
This is not my room.
I’m in Don Winning’s bed!
I remember!
When I took my deflammation pill last night, I didn’t want to go back, and I was afraid I’d wake up, and he’d become a fool, and I’d have to watch it here, and I’d gone to bed in a trance.
Now I’ve completely recovered.
A little bit of a look, the young man strangling, leaning on my arm, and the red on his face had receded.
I can’t feel it. Reach out to his forehead.
Right in his eyes.
The thick eyelashes gently flash and sweep my palms.
I’m obnoxious. I’m looking at him with some fear.
The young man lost his face for a moment, and then he called me softly and softly: “Sister.” I’m sorry.
I’m completely relieved and I’m all paralyzed in bed.
This time I changed the past!
Don Winch is not stupid. He’s still the gentle little boy.
Or my smart, sweet, kind brother!
But in the last world, the warmth of this time has not awakened.
After two days and two nights of high fever, his parents went to great lengths and finally took him to the hospital, where he woke up.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
When he woke up, his eyes were numb and he understood, and he became extremely silent, as if he were a closed patient, who normally did not speak.
The doctor said to Mom and Dad, “You are too irresponsible for the children to burn like this.” I’m sorry.
Tang Wen Chong became a special case in this burgeoning epidemic, far more clumsy than the usual.
The doctor said that he might be well advised, take good care of him, give more care, and he would slowly get better.
Unfortunately, we didn’t take the doctor’s words seriously.
Mom and Dad were busy working, giving me all their love and care, even if there was time.
And father said most of all: “O boy, be poor, be poor. It’s okay. I’m sorry.
Mom’s soft, listening to Dad and not taking on the responsibilities of a mother.
And I was a child when I was only 15 years old, and I didn’t even realize that Tang Wen was a hidden mine, and finally blew us up.
Six.
30th night of New Year.
Mom made a good table.
As in every previous year, we have a family of four who are eating round tables, sweet and funny.
Of course, this atmosphere just exists between me and Mom and Dad.
His brother was pale, sitting silently and eating in peace.
In the last life, I was very glad that I lived in a family that was more than a son.
As a sister, I was two years older than Don Wen, but I enjoyed all the love of my parents.
And Tang Wen Chong is like a young man walking alone in the desert, swaying with wind and sand.
Daddy smiled so nicely, he put a big chicken leg in the hot pot.
“You’re just fine, you’re still weak, eat more! I’m sorry.
I smiled with gratitude that my mom and dad were still alive, and I couldn’t get to the bottom of their hearts, and I saw Don Win’s indifferent face, and my chopsticks fell.
I swallowed the water and quickly delivered the chicken leg from the bowl to his bowl. I smiled at the look of his confused eyes, and said, “What about the body?” I’m losing weight! I’m sorry.
Dad was staring at the heat, flipping a chicken leg out of the pot and putting it in my bowl again.
“As a boy, you should leave your sister more than a chicken leg without a piece of meat! I’m sorry.
My father, full of accusations, kept my heart high, staring at a young man’s light eye, staring at him tearing his mouth off, saying nothing but a sarcasm.
This expression provoked Dad to get up, to pick up the stool next to him, and to lift it up so hard, he was going to throw it at Tang Win.
“Why are you so angry? It’s New Year’s Eve, don’t beat up the kids…”
Maybe it’s a cold, cold face, and it’s poking into a dead man’s hole, and he jumps like a thunderbolt:
“Look at the way he’s going to die. I’ll give him food and drink. I’m sorry.
The living room is a mess.
Don Wen-hyun’s not moving. He’s used to it.
He shivered with his pale hands, then held the chopsticks firmly, ignored the arguments of his parents and stretched them towards the red fish.
That’s when Dad pushed his mother away and took the fish and said, “Eat it!” I’m sorry.
The greasy soup drops on Tang Wine’s head.
The soft fish fell on his gentle hair and then on the table.
And it hit my heart.
7
“Are you sick?” I’m sorry.
Then I pulled Tang Wenwei’s hand and took him back to his room.
His thin hair was full of soup and leftover leaves.
And I locked the door, somehow, and looked at him, and behold, he came from it, and fell down and cried.
It is at this point that I understand very clearly the pain of the past.
Once again, I’ve changed the only thing that didn’t turn into a fool.
I didn’t change Mom and Dad’s relationship, especially Dad.
They’re frozen, like a bulldozer, and they’re taking Downing into the abyss.
Maybe my grief infected a teenager who hasn’t spoken.
And suddenly he reached out and touched my head, and his voice was gentle: “My sister does not cry, I am fine.” I’m sorry.
I looked up in tears, and I saw the way he was worried, and I felt it.
No, before the last one had a fever, his personality was very lively.
Then he went nuts because he burned his head. Why did he change his character?
Not like a 13-year-old.
An incredible idea, flashing in my head.
Is he reborn?
Yeah! I can be reborn. Why can’t he be reborn?
This perception, it shakes my whole body, sits on the ground, moves back and tries to stay away from him.
The light in the room was darkened, and he was not a big figure, with his back to the light, before me, as a flood beast.
“Sister, what’s wrong with you?” He got down on his face and looked at me.
I opened my mouth and couldn’t speak.
Should I ask him if he’s the brother of the murderer in his last life?
No, if it’s true, it’ll definitely piss him off.
I was mad at myself, and the other guy was flattened, sucking my nose, snorting on me and crying.
Sister, why does Dad always dislike me? No matter how well I did…”
He was crying, and I let go.
Don Wen-chul will never do that.
He was like a cold stone, resisting all the chances of the world fighting, completely closing himself.
And now, my younger brother in my arms, who has flesh and blood, who cries and complains, is still the infamous teenager.
“Don’t be mad at Daddy. Mom and Dad love you. They just can’t express themselves. I’m sorry.
I took out the towels, gently rubbed his head with stains and tried to appease him.
In the process, he kept his dark and bright eyes open and smiled at me, and there was a dark light in his eyes.
All of a sudden, the fireworks were blown out of the window.
A new year has come, and we are new.
I stood with him in front of the window and watched silently this momentous sight.
It’s been a long time, and I’m taking a deep breath and making a slow promise:
“If anyone bullys you, tell me, I’ll protect you. I’m sorry.
And the luminous fireworks burst in my eyes, and We looked only to the young man who laughed with great sincerity.
He nodded his head and replied: “Okay. I’m sorry.
And We overcame the fear in his heart and delivered him a delicate box indicating that he had opened.
Tang Win unsuspectingly opened, and a bunch of old bracelets lay in the box and were shown in his eyes.
I went to the temple to ask for it, and the monk in it said it was called the Buddha, and it was able to keep the spirit.
I’ll try to contain his blood, whether it really works or not.
I gave him a new year’s hug when I saw him with a surprise look, “Happy New Year!” I’m sorry.
And he said again, “Will you study and be good and listen to me?” I’m sorry.
He wears his bracelet fast, tightens his arms, holds me in his arms, and his voice is filled with joy: “Okay. I’m sorry.
8
With my care and learning, Tang Win-hyun made it to my high school, and did not fail me to study with him.
Every time it’s more than 9:00 p.m., my mother comes into the room with two cups of hot milk, and smiles at us, “Don’t learn too late, honey, go back to your room and rest.” I’m sorry.
Despite his face on Don Win’s face every day, at least he didn’t hit him in the face.
I thought everything was going to be fine as I set it up.
After all, in the last life, only one post was reached by Tang Weng Chong, whose intelligence was affected.
It was his saddest three years and three years of bullying at school.
It’s a different job from the one I took.
This has also become a dead end for parents in the past year, and even more so for Tang Weng.
Fortunately, I changed everything.
And while I was stealing, I ran into the classroom with the same table in a hurry, and I breathed in my breath, and I said to me in a panic:
“Don’t worry! Your brother’s fighting! I’m sorry.
When Tang Wen Chong entered the country, I feared that I would not be able to look after him, as I had done in the past, and I introduced him to some of my best friends to watch him with my help.
That’s what I’m afraid of.
When I came to a corner of the school building at the same table, a group of half-sized boys were in a circle, screaming.
I couldn’t wait to squeeze in.
“Yo! I touched your hand. You reacted like a psycho! I’m sorry.
“The woman wears a bracelet! That’s disgusting!”
“No jewelry in school, don’t you know? I’m sorry.
“You kneel down and make a mistake to Brother Hsiao. Today is over. I’m sorry.
9
Whichever school there is, there is a bunch of high-handed teenagers.
I forgot that, and more importantly, I went back 10 years with my soul and forgot that high school could not wear jewelry.
Don Wenwei, that fool, he didn’t know to take it off! This is what these little demons are doing!
There’s always someone who doesn’t give a shit.
I had to get into the crowd to see Tang Weng is surrounded.
In front of the seniors, he was like a weak little sheep, and only I knew how evil a soul was hidden under the skin of the sheep.
The boy, who is known as Brother Xing, went to Tang Weng-chul, who had his head down, and said:
“Kid, if you don’t want to kneel, then I’ll let you go. I’m sorry.
As can be seen from the naked eye, Don Winning is holding his fist to his side.
“Go away. * He spits out a word in cold blood and waves out his hand *
Tang Wen was much shorter than Brother Xuan, but at that moment, he was in the air, and I couldn’t resist it.
All that surrounds me is the shape of my throat when he holds a knife.
It is clear that Tang Weng-ho’s actions are now pissing Brother Hsiao off, and the tall boy punched him in the face.
Stop! “I’m in the middle of my head, I don’t know what I was thinking, and I’m just going through it, and I’m standing in front of Don Wen Wing and Brother Joo.
The fist with the wind stopped at a finger point from my nose.
“Where are you from? He was angry with me.
I looked at Brother-in-law’s face and looked up in my eyes.
This man is Kang-ho!
My gentle fiancé in the last life!
God! Are people really changing that much? Ten years is enough to completely change and subvert a person.
I’ll turn you into a murderer!
No wonder Jiang won’t tell me more about high school. After all, it’s not a glorious thing to talk about.
I didn’t pay too much attention to these “fun figures” in the last century, and he was a senior, and I was a sophomore.
At this point, I opened up my mouth and couldn’t say more than I could, and the people behind me turned around.
The one who hit the curtain was his full-faced fear.
“Don’t be such a pussy! Are you crazy?”
It’s been so long since I was born.
At this moment, he became inexorably alive and gradually cut apart from the obnoxious Don Wen of his last life and finally became a living young man.
In broad public, with the eyes of adults and tears, I reached out and touched the hair of his horn.
“I’m your sister. I told you, I’ll protect you. I’m sorry.
“Asie, don’t be afraid.”
10
Perhaps it was my bravery to protect my brother, causing him to pay more attention to me.
He started to show up around me like an ass.
“Whoa! Isn’t that a senior in class 1? What’s he doing here? I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God! I’m sorry.
In the hallways, the girls talked about being crowded and whispering.
I was stuck at the table, and I looked up at her, wondering.
At the same table, lower the sound and say, “Look, baby, it’s Kong again! I’m sorry.
I’ve got a tight eyebrow.
I don’t want to have much to do with Jiang-hoon, after all, before the last one died, Don Wen-ho said he’d kill him, and I don’t know what happened.
“Dang Jojo, come out! “The big boys’ uniforms are wide open, loose and broken, and they look cynical.
I really don’t want to move, but it’s class time. There’s more and more people looking at me.
It’s not romantic and happy, it’s embarrassing.
After all, in my eyes, the river is a child.
And it was he whom I admired in the last life, not the one who is now flying.
I put down my pen and walked out of the classroom.
“Hey, Tang, why have you been avoiding me?” I’m sorry.
I was helpless, but I wanted to make it clear to him: “I did not, nor do I understand what you are saying.” I’ll be a senior next year. I’m sorry.
The boy in front of him left his mouth open and his eyes were filled with obstinateness: “What’s good to learn? I’m a senior. I’m in no hurry. I’m sorry.
I was sure to look at the river and I was tired. Was he like this when he was young?
Or, did my rebirth produce a butterfly effect that changed the fate of people around me?
“All right, I’ll leave you alone, Dom. Be my girlfriend. I’m sorry.
The sun shines on the river. I looked at him as bright as the sun, faintly.
In the tired, high-pressure high-school life, there was a sudden radiant event, with huge cheers coming out.
And in such a big laugh, I saw Don Winning standing still behind the crowd.
He looked at the river like the same lonely and forgotten.
A small sword of art lies in his hand, with a chill of cold.
Eleven.
“Sister, don’t fall in love early. I’m sorry.
Then Tang Weng looked at me and told me.
I can’t talk about that.
I have categorically rejected Jiangjun, which is a child to me now.
Besides, in my last life I didn’t call him love.
It was only among the people who had the best temper and who could take care of his brother and parents with me.
And now Don Winnie and I are in a school where he comes out of nowhere and makes me nervous every day.
It’s the midnight dream. It’s the image of him cutting my throat.
Soon to Tang Wen Chou’s 14th birthday.
Back in the year, I was at home with my parents.
But every year on my birthday, it’s a big deal, inviting all my friends.
This year, I want to give Tang Wen a different birthday memory.
I told Mom and Dad I wanted to have a birthday party, but my dad broke it with his frown:
“What’s with the boy?” What birthday? I’ve never had a birthday in my life, not a girl’s home. I’m sorry.
In the case of Dad and Tang Wenxiang, the Chinese-style father-son relationship is a perfect one.
I squeezed my father’s shoulder, and he said, “Daddy, she’s studying hard and she’s doing very well. I’m sorry.
This move, both in the last and in the rest of our lives, has worked for Dad.
And he laughed with joy: “Come on, now that you have spoken, listen to you.” I’m sorry.
“Mom will help you set it up.” Surprise our family! I’m sorry.
I was so excited to buy a lot of things with my mom, even to take a day off from school and make the home particularly sweet.
On weekends, I went in front of his class, sent out my elaborate invitations as his sister, and invited my classmates to his family’s birthday.
The young boys and girls, with their invitations and their faces, promised me a lot of respect.
“Aoi, don’t worry, we’ll be there. I’m sorry.
On birthday day, Mom and Dad took leave at my request.
I’m holding Tang Wenwei’s hand and opening the door.
He stood still and looked around in peace, calmly, and calmly was a bit scary.
The father, who was clapping his hand under my arrangement, had a cold face and said:
“Who are you looking at?” How much did your sister prepare for your birthday party, you know? You don’t know thank you! I’m sorry.
I was afraid that they would fight and squeezed Tang Wenwei’s hand and said, “Happy birthday! I’m sorry.
He finally looks at me.
He grew up a year old, and he was raised.
I can’t believe it’s about higher than me.
“Thank you, sister! I love it! I’m sorry.
I didn’t know how to look at his smile, but I felt sad.
Finally, no one attended his birthday party.
I left a phone call early, and I got a text from the Chief of Don Winning:
“Academe Tang, I’m sorry, Don Wen-hyun has a bad relationship with us. I’m sorry.
“We’re not going to the party. Have fun. I’m sorry.
12
The night falls, the pieces are cleaned up.
I pushed the door of Don Winning’s room and saw him sitting quietly at the desk writing.
When he saw me come in, he smiled and cried, “Sister.” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
If I hadn’t told him that my classmates would be here today for his birthday, maybe he wouldn’t have expected it.
Nor will the eyes of the two cold stars give light from the dead and return to the dead.
It’s my fault.
“No, it’s enough with you. I don’t need friends. He doesn’t care.
He spreads a desire to possess, becomes my panic and completely drowns me.
I couldn’t wait to change Tang Wenwei just because I was afraid that he would become the killer again in my life.
Do I really care about him? Maybe.
Or, actually, fear is more than concern.
And he looked at me, and he whispered, “You are afraid of me, sister. I’m sorry.
Sensitivity like him is not a question but a yes.
I was shaking and I didn’t know how to answer him, and he was smiling.
“Don’t be afraid. You said you’d protect me and I’ll protect you forever. I’m sorry.
“So, sister, don’t lie, do it.” I’m sorry.
“The liar will die. I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking about the last time.
He held the knife, he put me under him, and he said to me, “Why should I marry?”
It’s over and over and over again with this funny-looking Tang Win-Choo.
One warning, cold as a knife, cold as a bone.
I breathed, fell and touched the door frame, leaning on the door and looking at the young man in shock.
Whether he’s under the skin, he’s 14-year-old, or the 23-year-old Don Winch.
I couldn’t save him…
Maybe it’s just a lead to be stupid without the decipher.
He’s just paranoid and insane.
Even anti-social personality.
A man who kills his classmates and his parents is not worth saving.
He’s the bad in the bones.
13
I’ve spent years and years of my life doing this.
Don Wen-chul seems to have gone so well.
He’s like a young man, and he’s starting to grow like he smoked.
And I, too, regretfully missed the ideal university by putting all my heart on him.
On the day of the take-in notice, relatives came to gossip and saw that I was just taking a two-book test, which comforts my parents:
“Oh, baby, it’s good! When’s the promotion party? I’m sorry.
Dad immediately pulled out his belt in front of everyone, and I beat him with a whip.
“You’ll have to rely on your sister every day for your education! And now she’s a bad student! I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you die? I’m sorry.
Numerous angry and vicious words flew towards the silent Don Winning.
He stood up straight and did not bow to his belt, and he did not blink.
I know that dad always likes to brag about having a good daughter in front of his relatives, following my example and pride.
But I didn’t expect him to be angry with you all.
Because I didn’t get a good test, lost his face, and instead of scolding me, he hit Tang Wen-chul.
I don’t understand.
“Dad! Don’t! * I’m not in a position to stop his atrocities *
Mom will only cry, hold the hands of her relatives, tender, and stale.
I can even hear their laughing gossip:
“The one who doesn’t know thinks Tang is his own.” I’m sorry.
“If it wasn’t for them to persuade their parents to drink, they’d have killed their parents. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, he’s the one with the temper. If it’s his own, kill him!” Isn’t that what people say? I’m sorry.
“It’s too bad for her to know. I’m sorry.
“Wasn’t it bad or bad?” “I’ll be a squirt, for crying out loud!”
The world is full of noise and their mouths are like a snake spitting a letter and saying things I cannot understand.
I just feel like it’s spinning.
In the meantime, Dad’s belt was drawn again towards Tang Wen.
Look at the force and the angle, it must have fallen on his face.
I wasn’t thinking too much. The whole man was walking a few steps ahead and standing in front of him.
I closed my eyes and I was ready to face the pain of the bump.
The air is full of suffocating silence.
When I opened my eyes again, I only saw Tang Wen-hyun’s eyes getting red and his hands raised up on the other side of the belt.
He’s already tall, 15-year-olds enough to stand up to Dad.
The question is if he wants to fight back.
This time, Tang Wen Chou didn’t get mad at me, but he pulled the end of the belt, and he pulled his dad.
Then he threw the belt on the ground with his own hands, and in his cold eyes he hid the incomprehensible cold.
He said to Daddy, “Try her. I’m sorry.
14
In this world, my life was completely subverted on the day of my college appointment.
I used to naively think that Mom and Dad were nice to me and partial to me because they loved me.
It’s harder to say. It’s more like a girl than a boy.
But I realized from the mouths of my relatives that I wasn’t the daughter of my parents.
I tried to put all the gossip I heard into reality.
The truth is often cruel.
My parents and now my parents were best friends.
My parents drove to their wedding just after I was born.
A group of young, old friends meet, and of course it’s a change of cup.
Between men, there’s a real stamp on the table, and a bunch of brothers from all over the lake have been pouring Dad’s wine, after all, he’s the groom’s official.
As father’s best brother, it’s a natural duty to block wine.
And then drink too much.
If it’s just too much, it’s okay.
Everyone’s drunk, even my mother, and he’s so excited he’s driving home.
A drunk, no one stopped them from leaving.
On the way back, his mother and father’s car crashed into the river and died.
Only fortunately, I didn’t come to the wedding with them.
It also led Mom and Dad to regret it for the rest of their lives and to think it was their fault, killing their best friend. So they adopted me, and treated me like a woman.
In order to better integrate me into the family, and perhaps for other reasons, my former grandparents and grandparents never looked for me.
“Fine, it’s not that Mom and Dad didn’t tell you, it’s really hard to say…”
Dad lit a cigarette, and he cried: “We thought that if you’d been lying to you for the rest of your life, you’d be happy.” I’m sorry.
The paper can’t hold up.
I went to my parents’ grave after knowing everything.
The two young faces remain on the tablet forever.
My eyebrows really combined them.
When I got home, I held my knee and cried on the floor of my room.
The door was suddenly gently pushed.
A strong, plentiful hand reached out and touched my hair softly, with thin mint.
“Don’t cry, you’ll always be my sister.” I’m sorry.
I looked up in tears, and he was lying in front of me, holding on to my hair.
In the dark room, he seemed to wear light.
Between the skirts, there were red marks hidden after the whips.
He didn’t care at all. He looked at me worried.
I had an unexpectedly calm mind, just so stubbornly wanted an answer, saying:
“Whatever happens, we’ll always be happy and happy, okay? I’m sorry.
I focused on four words.
In the dark and dark pupils of the youths, the faces of my weeping as a flower cat were revealed to me.
And his hand fell down on my face in a very light fall, and helped me to wipe away my tears, with piety and tenderness.
He seemed never to turn me down, saying, “I promise you. I’m sorry.
15
In order to keep an eye on Tang Wen Chong, I chose a second university in the city.
It’s not that far from his high school.
I’ll be with my classmates soon.
Mom and Dad specifically called me and asked me if I’d like to go home and have a bar mitzvah.
I’m going to live with my classmates.
At this point, I got a strange phone call, “Happy birthday. I’m sorry.
The sound on the other side of the phone makes me familiar.
I opened my mouth in shock until I saw him at the entrance to school.
Kang-ho.
He smiled and handed me a bunch of red roses, saying, “What a surprise to see me.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t pick flowers, I just said, “How do you know which school I am in?” I’m sorry.
“Your high school colleague told me it was easy to find you. Happy 18th birthday, Dom! I’m sorry.
Jiangjun sent flowers to me again.
He’s got a milder and more and more like the last.
Unfortunately I won’t, can’t and won’t.
I smiled politely, and said, “Blessed be my harvest, I will not take it.” I’m sorry.
After that, I turned around and he wanted to go. He had a long arm and stood in front of me.
“Give me a chance. I really like you. I’m sorry.
If I don’t react, Jiangjun kneels on one knee, with flowers on his face and looks at me.
Students around the world show their face and sometimes even raise their hands.
And I looked upon the river with my frown, unwittingly, and there was no tenderness in his eyes.
There is nothing but a plan, and a plan.
I thought he was gentle in the last life. Why is he like this now? It makes me uncomfortable.
When men pursue girls, it is not necessarily true love.
Sometimes it’s just a moral kidnapping.
Because usually girls don’t go to public for a man.
When I saw that look, I immediately understood his tactics.
Unfortunately, I’m not a normal girl.
People who died once, how can they care?
I don’t eat this, and I’m not the one who’s gonna be morally kidnapped.
“I’ll tell you what, I’m not happy…”
My words have not been finished, and one man is like an arrow, and he is between us.
With a violent punch, it hit the soft face of the river.
16
I’m surprised to see him, but he’s even wearing a school uniform in town!
This is a sudden punch, and I’m anxious and shocked.
He was shot in the head, rubbed with blood on his mouth and stood up with a mocking smile.
The crowd of people who watched the crowd retreated and rushed to pick up their mobile phones.
All these years, everyone’s in the media. They were so excited that they thought they were having a blood triangle.
“What are you doing?” I was nervously holding on to Tang Wing, trying to pull him away, afraid of his urge to do something irreversible.
I don’t like so many cameras, like I’m naked in front of everyone.
“I warn you one last time, leave my sister alone. I’m sorry.
The sound of Tang Wen Wing is cold, but his hands are soft and hold my hand.
It’s like trying to reassure me.
With a huge bouquet of flowers, he licked his toothbed, with a radiant red on his eyebrow, and a little bit of evil on his body.
“Dang Wenwei, do you really think Tang Xiao Jiao is your sister? I’m sorry.
“Can you touch your conscience and ask yourself? I’m sorry.
“You’ve read all these years in the dog’s belly! “Do you know the manners?”
“What are you thinking of Tang Xiao? I’m sorry.
“Don Winnie, do you want a face?”
One question after another, spit it out of the mouth.
He’s walking hard, like a beast out of a cage, completely subverting my knowledge of him.
But what is he talking about?
Don Wenwei… how could…
You like me?
We’re brothers.
This can’t be!
I struggled and tried to escape from Don Winning, but he held it even tighter.
It was not my feeling in the last world that I had deliberately neglected, unwilling to admit, with sin.
I suddenly get it.
I’ve learned that Tang Wen Chong’s last life is a cruel death.
He understood the tension and pain between his hands and his swords.
In the last life, we didn’t even know that we were biological brothers.
But in such a broken environment, he likes me with sensitivity and weakness.
In this life, I have learned his secret and unspoken hatred.
This idea has taken root in my heart, and it has its fruit.
“Moral corruption. I’m sorry.
This label hit me and Don Wen-ho.
17
360 degrees of dead-end video fermenting online, pushing us to the tip of the wind.
In the video, there was an emotional connection between a young woman and two boys at a university entrance.
One of them is a girl’s own brother! Even a minor high school student!
Internet users love the secret pleasures of self-worth by denigrating others and trampling the wind.
They do not need to know the truth or care about the facts.
In the event of the wind and moon, girls are often the ones who are the hardest hit.
I was accompanied by words such as “smuggling girl” “smuggling face” “top-class green tea” “smuggling school wind”.
I was accused by the moral guard.
Rumours and rumours have spread that countless editions are perjuring me and Don Winning.
“Have you heard? It turns out he’s a good-looking man. He’s an old man. And then Tang and Tang Wen are together.”
“Have you heard? In fact, Don and her brother didn’t have parents. They were allegedly funded by the Gangs. I’m sorry.
“Have you heard? What are you talking about? I’m ripe! Mr. Jiang and Don Xiao Jiao are married already! Don Winning is still confused…”
I don’t know.
Ridiculous.
Pathetic.
I’m sorry.
People don’t even think about it. I just turned 18.
I don’t even think if my age and mine can prove it.
And it’s like the river has vanished.
He did not make any statements, but simply left it to the fore.
Angry netizens invaded and took over my university campus.
It’s full of black photos and pictures of my P.
I was approached by the head of the school, who offered me a euphemism to take a break.
So soon after college started, I left infamous.
In winter, I was in a cold wind, dragging my suitcase, standing alone at the school entrance.
The world suddenly becomes strange.
I’ve never felt bad in my last life.
But what did I do wrong?
I don’t know.
There was suddenly a thinning figure before him, and his eyes were dark as ink, and now he is full of red blood.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I caused you trouble, I shouldn’t have done it…”
He stood in front of me, fell down, and apologized.
It’s a tall one, but it’s like an abandoned puppy.
My tears came out at a time, and somehow, my heart was filled with frustration.
I held him in my arms, I cried too much, I cried too much.
It’s like crying all the pain of this life.
18
I went home in shock.
After all, in the last life, in front of Mom and Dad, I’ve never had that experience.
I got the courage to open the house.
The hot and delicious meal was full of tables, and Mom and Dad were wearing new clothes, sitting at the table and smiling at me.
The table is in the middle, with a fine cake.
Mom and Dad held the bouquet, opened it up and spilled it all over me.
“Pretty baby! Welcome home!”
They speak with one voice, they act with one voice, and they almost spill their full love.
My tears will never stop.
My worst fear is that Mom and Dad’s eyes will change, they’ll hate me, they’ll feel the same way on the Internet.
Especially a father of such honor will be disappointed in me and will never recognize my daughter again.
Why are you crying? Dad doesn’t blame you. I’m sorry.
“Don’t look at the Internet. They’re idiots. They’re full of shit. I’m sorry.
Mom and Dad hugged me, comforted me. Don Winning stood by me and looked at me in peace.
I cried more, this time, with joy.
Fortunately they haven’t changed.
Fortunately, we’re family.
I have Mom and Dad, and, Don Winnie.
It’s really unexpected that Dad and Tang Wing would be able to come together and arrange this “show party” for me.
And let me see, I’m the “glut.”
It’s a good meal. Mom and Dad take good care of my mood.
I smile and thank you sometimes, and everyone seems happy.
Don Winning’s moods have increased, and I’ve got a lot of food.
Although he used to be, two years younger than me, he was always extremely understanding and humble and caring for me.
The food in the bowl was so sharp, I pouted and stopped his endless pick-up.
“All right! Enough. Are you feeding pigs?”
Seeing our brother’s interaction, Dad suddenly coughed.
19
“Ahem, that’s… that’s so delicate…”
When I heard Daddy’s awkward voice, I was so anxious to put down my chopsticks and think that I and Don Winnie were doing something wrong.
I didn’t think Dad would go on and say, “Well, that’s the way it is. You know your life. You have nothing to do with warmth, but you and your mother have always treated you like your own daughter. I’m sorry.
I never questioned my parents’ love for me.
Dad seemed a little embarrassed and stabbed Mom with his elbow, suggesting she spoke.
Look at what they looked at, and We thought of something.
And I’m sure that, with all due respect, Mom said, “Well, we’re just trying to say that if you and Wendy really have something to say, you know, your dad and I will not object, as long as you’re happy. After all, we raised you, and you’re good, and we know it well, and we’ll give you to Wanderer, and Mom won’t worry. I’m sorry.
My hand shakes and the chopstick drops one.
Tang Weng-hyun stood up in silence, walked into the kitchen and brought me a new pair and pulled away the one left in my hand.
“But you’re still young, you’re 18 years old and you’re 16 years old. Even if there’s any future plan, it’s time to focus on learning, okay? I’m sorry.
Mom’s voice was so gentle, like a fertilized cotton, it was so softly wrapped in my heart.
Although before tonight I never thought about this possibility for me and Don Winnie.
It’s my greatest consolation that Mom and Dad stood by me as they blacked me out.
Don Winnie still doesn’t talk, but his face is red.
I have a very complex heart, and I’m not saying much.
I can’t say no. I can’t say no.
The scenes of parents dying and knives cutting their throats are still visible.
And I dare not.
I’m scared.
Fearing that I would not be able to afford this love, I failed my parents and him.
Fearing that I would create ideas that would be inappropriate, tarnishing this affection.
I’m really in love with him.
Kill his own killer with a 25-year-old lonely soul who fell in love with his father and his mother.
The killer is still a child.
Ethics bound me to death.
I hate myself.
20
Home days suddenly relaxing.
I spent the rest of my life with my parents and tutoring Tang Weng Yi.
He’s gonna have a high test soon.
I stopped looking at the news on the Internet, so I lost a lot of trouble.
Unfortunately, there is a good saying.
If you don’t, the mountain will come after you.
Trouble will come soon.
Kang-hoon asked me out for an interview.
At first, I thought I’d pretend I didn’t see a text.
The cell phone struck me again, and I saw a terrible news.
“Dang Jolly, October 1st, 2032, you and I, get married. I’m sorry.
Yes, my wedding date with Jiang Zhu was indeed 1 October 2032.
Unfortunately, a week before the wedding, I was dead and reborn back in 2022.
It’s 2025. How did he know about the future?
Then there is only one possibility.
21
Jiangjun is reborn.
Smart as he is, and according to the course of my life in the last, and the change in my life, he must have guessed that I was born again.
At that time, I was sitting in the remote corner of the café with him, and I was looking at him with all my guard.
Don’t look at me like that. I’m sorry.
He slowly swayed the water in the cup and smiled.
My name was clearly in my heart, but I grew cold.
My heart is beating like this, and it makes me strange, and I’m afraid.
After I died, what happened between Tang Wen-chun and Jiang-chun?
Why is Kang-ho really dead and reborn?
This is incredible.
“When did you wake up? I’m sorry.
I euphemismally asked him, meaning when he was reborn.
He relaxed his body and leaned on the back couch, laughing in his eyes, but not in his eyes.
“A few days before I went to your college. In this world, I accidentally hit my head in school, passed out and woke up, and I was the last. I’m sorry.
He’s very patient in explaining it to me.
In other words, when I was 18, he had a lifetime of memory.
No wonder he was going to say the words of morality to stimulate me and Don Winch.
“How did you die in the last life? I’m sorry.
Think about it, I decided to ask.
The face of the river suddenly changed, filled with hatred and aversion, and carried with it a great hatred.
“Dang Wendham’s madman came to our wedding room. I wasn’t prepared for him. I opened the door and he killed me. I’m sorry.
As if it were a memory of a nightmare, the face of Jiang Chao was pale, and he leaned forward, shaking his hands, and held my hand dead.
“Tang Wenwei is a madman! He said I took you! In memory of your death, the dagger waved 25 times…”
My hands are shaking, and when I hear the evils of Tang Wen Wing, it’s guilt to be afraid.
If he was given abdominal medicine in the last life, he would not be bullied or killed.
As if he could see through my heart, he grabbed my hand and laughed: “We were about to get married, and he ruined it!” I’m sorry.
“He killed me! I’m lucky I’m not bad at all. Let me do it again! This time, I’m going to put that kid in jail for revenge! I’m sorry.
My heart is ticking, and I can’t help but argue: “But now Don Winnie doesn’t know that, and he’s innocent in this world. I’m sorry.
The man sitting across from me has his eyes red and incrediblely staring at me.
“Don’t say how many students he killed and me. He killed his own parents, killed you, and you pleaded for him! I’m sorry.
This is like a dilemma.
It’s a very normal thing to kill for death and to go to jail.
But… but…
In this world, 16-year-old Don Winch is innocent.
I don’t know.
Moreover, the confusion and kindness between me and Mom and Dad prevented me from doing something about convicting their own son now.
No matter how much conflict there is between them and Don Winch, I believe they love him from within.
I can’t destroy the family’s only blood.
I don’t know.
Eung-hoon apparently couldn’t understand my brain’s way of going back and had a very disappointed look on his face, saying, “Dang Ei!” You’re crazy!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for Don Wen-hye. I’m sorry!” I’m sorry.
“In this world, I will look at him and watch over him, and there will be no more problems. I’m sorry.
Last sentence, I said hard.
“Ee-ho, will you let him go? I’m sorry.
What am I entitled to ask the victim to spare the murderer?
The people across the street were silent. When I thought he was going to turn his face away, he laughed:
“It’s not that you can’t let him go. After all, your brother is my brother. I’m sorry.
“Pretty, let’s go back! Now that we are many years old, we can make up for the youth we missed in the past. I’m sorry.
“When we’re old enough, we’ll get married, or what we used to be, okay? I’m sorry.
The cold wind passed, and the heart burned out.
I opened my mouth and couldn’t speak.
Kong’s eyes are cooling down.
“Don Jolly, you’re in love with the murderer. I’m sorry.
22
Nope.
I didn’t.
I’m just trying to help Tang Wen.
And We did not save him except that he should go straight.
I’m just trying to keep our family together.
I can’t fall in love with my brother.
He’s a murderer.
I don’t know.
Nope.
He’s not a murderer.
At least the world’s Don Winch isn’t yet.
I don’t know.
I’m like a ambivalent, self-drive.
Finally, I got sick.
I secretly went to a shrink who gave me a lot of pills.
I hid my medicine in my room, I had to eat it every day, and I didn’t want Mom and Dad and Don Wing to worry.
On the way back to buy the medicine, I saw someone pointing a finger at me.
“Look, she’s the one. I’m sorry.
“The one who betrayed his boyfriend, and Tang Wen-hyun was confused…”
I pulled the mask and I bowed my head and came home in a hurry.
Cell phones are ringing in your pockets.
Jiang Zheng sent me a text.
“Don’t be such a pussy, you’ll be a street mouse. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
He continued to fan the Internet, and every time those videos were going to remain silent, he came out to sell.
I understand his means, and I understand his meaning: “Call on me.” Give in to me!
Together, we destroy Tang Wen Chong and punish the murderers.
I don’t know.
I’m sorry, Kang-ho, I can’t.
23
Today is Don Winning’s day.
After that, he made another big turn in life.
In the previous life, he had been in high school and had not taken a high school examination.
When his peers entered the university, he went directly to the factory to work.
Because of his mental problems, he was stupid and he didn’t talk and only had to do the simplest and most mechanical work.
But this job is good for him.
You don’t have to deal with people or bully them.
Because of his dedication and honesty, the team leader often complimented him.
He’s been doing it for eight years until I said I was getting married.
The volcano had been suppressed for many years, and it had just burst.
Don Winnie’s crazy.
I don’t know.
Fortunately, in this world, everything will change.
Mom and Dad didn’t take Tang Wing’s test seriously.
They’re not going to meet and wait outside the exam.
I’m holding on to my faint head, and I’m going with some snacks.
That’s when my phone suddenly rings.
I’m afraid of that now.
As I expected.
It’s Kang-ho.
“Don Jolly, come to the hotel at the end of 144 East Avenue, I have something important to tell you. If you don’t come, I’ll tell Tang Wen-chul everything in the last life so he doesn’t have a heart to take the test. I’m sorry.
This threat is very useful to me.
I do not know what Jiang Xuan is trying to do, but it is my sincere hope that he can cherish this hard-won rebirth.
Forget it. Tell him everything today.
Let’s call it a break-up.
Don’t get too involved anymore.
The taxi driver turned and took me to the hotel.
It’s a hot day, and it happens to be a high school, and there’s almost no one on the road.
Kang-ho was standing in front of the hotel waving at me, waiting for me for a long time.
“What’s going on? I ask a few questions.
He smiled at me, and said, “Eat a free meal.” I’m sorry.
I don’t really want to eat it, but I can’t refuse it, otherwise he’ll confess everything to Don Winnie.
I don’t want her to get excited.
And out of the good impression and trust of the past generation, I followed him without any warning, and entered into a far-off, cold-comfort box.
24
Perhaps, after some major changes, everyone becomes a complete stranger.
Like now’s the river.
It’s a big box full of men, about a dozen.
Their hairs are colored, their tattoos are terrible, and their faces are filled with malicious smiles.
Countless eyes of lewdness, smitten me.
I’m turning my head.
Kang-ho closed the door and the whole man was stuck at the door and pushed me hard.
I just hit the end in the arms of that young man in the middle.
Looks like he’s the big brother of these people.
He held me around his waist, forced me down and laughed.
Talk to me, smoke.
“How do you do? I’ll introduce myself. My name is Li Fung. My dad owns this hotel. I’m sorry.
“Oh, by the way, I went to school with Don Winnie. I’m sorry.
“Hey… look at my memory. I’m sorry.
“My brothers are old friends of Tang Wenwei!” Say hello to Miss Tang! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“My name is Zhang Zhang, Ha Ha, and I’ve been a classmate of Tang Wen Wing in the last life! I’m sorry.
“I, Zhao Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu wo Zhu, the last Zhao Zhu and Tang Wen Wing Zhu Zhu Zhu I’m sorry.
“I, Sun Moe, used to talk to Don Win in the last life! I’m sorry.
“I am…”
“…”
I’m like an ice hole.
A big joke.
If they all were killed by Tang Wenwei and then reborn.
What about Mom and Dad? Where’s Tang Wen?
Why aren’t they reborn?
Lee Fung squeezed my waist and laughed, “What’s up?” Tang Xiao Jiao, we all came from the same world and died at the hands of Tang Wen Ying. I’m sorry.
I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down and to pull out an ugly smile, and said, “Lifeng, I can do whatever you want. Please spare him…”
The door in the box was suddenly hit.
A panic face appeared before us.
25
“Don Winch! What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to have an exam now? I’m sorry.
I’m shocked and angry.
“I asked him to come, I said you were in danger, and I didn’t think he’d give up his exams and come to you. I’m sorry.
Jiang Zheng explained that the sound was obscure.
The young boy finally grew green pine, and he looked at me like I was safe and the alarm in his eyes was relaxed.
He went up a few steps and tried to pull me up.
Li Fung touched a dagger in my neck without knowing where it came from, laughing at me: “Don Winnie, long time no see.” I’m sorry.
People around us are reborn as evil spirits laughing at us.
Don Winning stopped, stopped trying to pull me. He took a deep breath and looked around.
“Who are you?” Why did you kidnap my sister? I’m sorry.
He doesn’t know Li Fong.
Lee Fung looked at him for a while, and he was certain of the place: “It was not like it was fake, but it was not the Tang Win-chul of the last generation.” I’m sorry.
I thought it was time to turn things around, and I didn’t think that Li Fung would continue: “No way! Who will make you the same? The enemy of the last world will come only to you. I’m sorry.
Tang Win’s dark eyes are full of doubt and almost condensed into substance.
The song on the side of the river has changed its tone, explaining to him with pleasure:
“Here’s the thing… we… reborn…”
“You knew about Tang and I getting married, you ran out of the factory, and I didn’t think you’d meet Li Fong and the old classmates, and you’d have to go back. Li Fong and his friends kindly invited you to dinner and drink. Then there was a little mouth, and you were born from fear and poisoned in the soup. I’m sorry.
“You poisoned Li Fong and then cut their throats, confirming their total death.” I’m sorry.
“Dang Wenwei, these things were told to me when you came to kill me. I’m sorry.
“You hurt your classmates, your parents, your sister, your brother-in-law, your ethics. I’m sorry.
“Don’t you deserve to die? I’m sorry.
26
People are accusing me of malice.
Don Winning looked at me alone.
It seems to be trying to confirm to me whether everything Jiangxi said is true.
It’s like seeing my well-protected seed and being destroyed.
My heart hurts.
I have enough face to answer all the questions, and Don Winch has not asked one more word.
“What do you want me to do? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
If I could, I’d rather not be reborn.
I don’t know.
I’ve witnessed Don Winning being bullied.
In this world, the life-smuggling Tang Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen Weng, the murderer of the past.
He did what these people told him to do in their laughs.
He kneels slowly.
My boy…
He fell down in silence.
On his knees he went to the foot of the river, bending down his strong back, leaning down, reaching out his tongue, licking the face of the river.
Move backwards.
Eleven men.
“Tang Wenwei, remember, that’s what you’re supposed to do. You’re just one of our dogs. I’m sorry.
“In my last life, in my whole life, in my whole life, in my whole life.”
Everybody’s laughing.
Everyone.
I’m the only one crying.
I don’t know.
I finally understand why Don Winning is going to kill them.
In the last life, in those images I never saw.
How many inhuman tortures did he experience?
You deserve to be bullied because you’re retarded?
If it were me, I’d kill them too!
27
My tears, my nose, my eyes are almost blind.
It is still controlled by the death of Lee Fung.
Blade on the neck, as if I had returned to the scene before I died.
In a collapsed world, there is only one soft and gentle voice, penetrating the noise and jumping into my ears.
“Beloved, don’t cry.”
“I’m fine. I’m sorry.
How come it’s okay?
Don Winnie.
His face is not known. It is blue and purple, it is swollen, and his lips are red, and he is not adult.
But he’s still comforting me.
Comforting this collapse of me.
“I’m all right, baby. I’m sorry.
28
Lee Fong was staring at him laughing, and after a long time the dagger on my neck was thrown to the ground.
The sound of “Tang Dang” just fell on Tang Win’s lap.
But I’m still under Li Fung’s death.
“Well, if you cut yourself, I’ll let your sister go. I found this dagger for you. I’m sorry.
The dagger’s landed, and it’s making my whole body murmur.
Tang Win swollen his eyes and focused on me.
He then slowly picked up the dagger.
“Do you count on words?”
Don’t! Don’t!
29
Hot and hot.
Confused with my eyes.
30
Li Fung died.
No one would have thought that Don Winning had blown up a great deal of energy and picked up a sharp dagger.
Just, he didn’t cut his own throat.
It’s Lee Fung behind me.
Speedy, lethal.
Li Fung finally let me go, he couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t say a word.
The dagger is still dripping blood and held tight in the hands of Tang Win.
I looked at it.
Li Fung was right.
Exactly like the dagger that killed me.
The tools that used to kill me became the tools that protect me today.
Even though Tang Wen-hyun had become completely different, he kept me in his arms.
It’s like a kid, he stretches his hand over my eyes and won’t let me see Lee Fung die.
“It’s okay, honey, I’ll protect you. I’m sorry.
31
Jiang Zheng and many of his followers have been paralyzed on the ground.
At the right time, the voice of Tang Wen Wing sounded cold.
It’s not that big, but it just makes them hear.
Perhaps, as you say, I will kill you in the last life. But I can kill you once and I can kill you twice. I’m sorry.
“No!” Then you will see Li Fong. I’m sorry.
“God will give you a chance to live again. Will he give you a second? I’m sorry.
People who risk their lives will never defeat them.
32
No one’s stopping.
Tang Wing held my hand, held the dagger, walked straight out of the hotel and left behind all the screams.
The world seems to be just the two of us.
The passers-by saw us in blood and retreat.
The sun is fading.
The clouds are all over the sky.
The pouring rain soared our blood.
“If there is a rebirth, let’s not be brothers again. I’m sorry.
Tang Wen Wing spoke suddenly and admitted the farce.
So, is that why he’s not reborn?
Because I don’t want to be my brother anymore.
That’s what Mom and Dad are, right?
Because I don’t want to suffer another child’s death.
So I’d rather not be reborn.
Don Winning stopped, slowly turned around, head down.
It’s like a stray wounded puppy, in a state of panic.
“Sorry, sister, I killed and let you down. I’m sorry.
I shook my head and my tears were covered with rain.
I took him one step forward, held him tight and buried in his arms.
“I’m fine. I like it. I’m sorry.
[Ends 1]
A policeman was standing in the corridor, scrutinizing the women in the ward by the bars.
Women are already thin and dry with their hair like straw, which is long gone.
The attending came, closed the book, showed his face and shook his head against the police.
“As we have tested over and over again, Tang is not mentally ill. I’m sorry.
“Are you sure? Question carefully.
The doctor noded: “She was smart enough to avoid the law, and she made up a big lie about rebirth. The purpose was to convince us that she was mentally ill. I’m sorry.
The police groaned: “The chain of evidence has long been perfected and she will be punished as long as she is sure that she is free of mental illness and conscious of her independence at the time of the crime. I’m sorry.
The doctors look at the stupid women in the ward, and they look at them with shame and disgust:
“Why did this nice young girl kill her father and mother, kill her brother-in-law, and 11 other victims? I’m sorry.
“In fact, I understand that she poisoned the other eleven victims, after all you’ve investigated, who used to do so many bullyings against her when she was in office. I’m sorry.
“But why would she kill her parents? It’s 25 years of parenting, even for foster parents! I’m sorry.
The police were silent for a moment and said, “Humanity is complex. On the one hand, Don’s grateful foster parents raised themselves, but she also hated them for killing their own parents. If her parents did not go to the adoptive parents’ wedding, were not persuaded to drink and were not drunk, she would have had a happy family. I’m sorry.
“She will not grow up in the domestic violence of her foster father, she will not ascend to a higher position, and she will not have unusual feelings for her brother. I’m sorry.
“Don’t kill your foster parents for love and hate, and your brother and sister-in-law. I’m sorry.
All lies are based on the truth.
It’s just that Don’s baby turned the story upside down.
So the truth becomes a story.
Everything she says is true.
Unfortunately, it was only in the world of truth that she was treated in the first world by Don Winning.
Tang’s life ended in the autumn, 25 years old, a week before Tang Wen Chong married Jiang.
No rebirth.
[end 2]
The defendant, Tang Qi, committed intentional murder and was sentenced to death.
“Don’t be such a dick.”
One.
After the police caught me, I lied to the world.
I told them an interesting story.
I pretended to be the sweet little Don in the story.
Two.
First.
I don’t know where I am, growing up in love with my parents.
My parents treated me like a pearl with guilt towards my parents.
My father and my brother are Chinese-style fathers and sons.
I’ve had any problems with my dad.
When I was 15, my brother and I were burning.
Mom and Dad gave me all the pills.
Even if they’re their own sons, look how good they are to me!
The burning brother became a fool.
But this fool likes me.
I did a great job in a 211 university from City One. After college, I had a good job.
I’m kind and kind to my parents, and I’m afraid my stupid brother can’t take care of them.
So I sought to return to my home and to meet a gentle man.
Kang-ho.
Unfortunately, just a week before I married Jiang Zhu, the stupid brother ran out of the factory.
On the way, he was once again confronted with Li Fong and others who had abused him in office.
Lee Fong, eight years later, humiliated him and wronged him as usual.
So the fool’s brother pulled out the medicine from the factory and went down to Li Fong’s soup.
As to why he had chemical supplies, he worked at a pharmaceutical factory.
Li Fong-sama, the entire army was destroyed and he slit his throat.
He then killed his biological parents for love and hatred.
Kill me.
Kill Kang-ho.
3
Second.
I’m sorry, there’s no Second.
How can there be a rebirth in this world?
4
That’s what I’m saying.
My name is Tang Xiao Jiao, and my true story is…
Their parents and relatives treated me as a burden after the death of their parents in the river.
Then they forced me into the Tang couple.
They think it was the Tang couple who killed my parents, so they have to take responsibility for my upbringing.
I was adopted by my foster parents.
The results are obvious.
I was a baby girl and came to this small family when my foster parents were newly married and had no children of their own.
How did you get popular?
When I was a kid, I ate the worst.
Dad’s under a lot of pressure, I’m his air pump.
Mom’s in a bad mood. I’m her airbag.
I’ve got permanent wounds.
Brother…
5
She’s the only one who’s good to me.
He’s like a moon in the sky.
He is a good man, a good person, a good person and a loving parent.
After all, he was a child and a son.
He always regulates my relationship with Mom and Dad.
Trying to make the four members of our conglomerate happy.
Six.
I’m a rat in a ditch.
A shadow forgotten by the world.
She calls me “sister” every day.
I’m really happy to see him every day.
Unfortunately, I still couldn’t get on to Market One.
Because when I was 15 years old, the fever caused me to slow down.
Mom and Dad gave it to her.
After that, everyone laughed at me as a fool.
It’s not like that.
7
I was bullied in the line of duty, headed by Li Fong.
Only you can’t think of it, without them.
8
Most importantly, they took my bracelet and broke it.
It’s the only birthday present I’ve ever had.
I hate them.
Hate them.
I will kill them.
Definitely.
9
I don’t want my parents to pay for my studies.
They think I’m stupid and can’t read anything but waste money.
So I went into a pharmaceutical factory to work as a drifter.
I love this job.
Because I don’t have to deal with people.
Single and repeat.
10
I’ll try to save more money later.
You can live with her!
Although the monthly salary is now paid to Mom and Dad.
But as long as they’re happy, I’m happy!
Make money! Give Mom and Dad old age.
I’ll be good to them!
Eleven.
I heard she’s looking for a girlfriend.
It’s a good girl named Jiang.
He used to go to high school with him.
How could you like a girl like that?
She’s not so pure and gentle!
I’ve seen Jiang fight with high-ranking men.
Jiang is still older.
She’s a regular in hospitals and hotels.
I can’t do that, Aoi.
You can’t be with a girl like that.
12
I’m going back to tell her the truth.
On the way, I met Lee Fung’s nasty insects.
They tried to humiliate me.
Well, then die!
The drugs factory’s poison works well.
I raised the knife.
Beautiful bloodlines bloom between their necks.
What’s going on?
I’m so excited!
So happy!
13
Mom and Dad saw me come back, not happy at all.
They yell at me, beat me, beat me.
Dad pulled out his belt like he’d hit me a thousand times before.
Mom looked cold, no stopping.
Dad kicked me in the stomach, and warned me with a mean warning: “You alone?” And dare you think of my son?”
“Just like your parents! What a scourge!
“I’ve ruined my life! I’m sorry.
14
I fought back the first time.
I killed Mom and Dad.
15
She’s back.
He saw a lot of blood in the living room.
Stand still at the door. Unbelievable.
I came from behind and knocked him out.
I tied him to the bed.
16
He’s awake.
Been struggling.
I’m sorry.
He said, ‘Adam, you crazy man! You have no heart! You will not die!’ I’m sorry.
How could I not have a heart?
Mom and Dad yelled at me, and I feel bad.
Every time he saw me before, he comforted me, and he took me in his arms, saying, “Sister, I will protect you.” I’m sorry.
He was once the most gentle man in the world.
17
But she’s not cute anymore.
He yelled at me like crazy.
Said my toads want swan meat.
Said he wasn’t married.
Say he can never love me.
Say I’m disgusting.
18
I killed her.
Cut your throat.
19
I went to their wedding room.
After Kong opened the door, stabbed her twenty-five times.
The twenty-fifth anniversary of my death.
20
I stand in the sun with my bloody hands.
The police surrounded me.
They questioned me so badly.
I just told them a story.
And they think I’m playing crazy.
Thought I’d use mental illness as an excuse to avoid trial.
Ridiculous.
I’m not afraid of dying.
I just want to tell a story.
If only that were true and true.
Mom and Dad like me.
She likes me too.
21
Solemn court.
I was sentenced to death by a bunch of people who said a law I didn’t understand.
It doesn’t matter. The world is boring.
Look at the judge’s face, I’m surprised.
At the end of the Second World, will he be sentenced?
Hope is also the death penalty.
We’re all the same!
That’s so sweet.
22
The day of execution, the sun is fine.
I remembered when I was 18.
It’s such a nice day.
23
The trees are shaking out the window.
Two goldfish in the pond.
Teenagers pressed my ear.
Gentle, whispering.
24
He’s better at lying than I am.
25
“Sister, I will always love you. I’m sorry.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
