When my mother’s own daughter came back, I became a sinner in the nest.
I jumped to make amends.
And when I was lying on the bed, I heard my mother crying: “Wake up, I was wrong about you.”
But a man who has given up his life’s consciousness can’t wake up.
One.
I’m lying in the hospital bed and I can’t do anything but breathe.
I jumped out of the building and fell into a vegetable, but I can hear everything out there.
I heard a quiet, empty room in my room, only doctors and nurses moving around.
Oh, there’s another girl who came to see me. Her name is Chen Si-chul.
My name is Chen Si-chul, too.
Now that my name belongs to her, I’ve changed my name.
After all, she’s real, I’m fake, she’s taken away by my biological parents, and I’m staying at Chen’s house for good, and I’m eating.
Now that I’m in the hospital, the only one who comes to see me is her.
She sat in front of her bed with a cotton sticker on my lips: “I’m going abroad.” This farce has become a tragedy, and I really didn’t mean it. Sissy, you better get better and go home. I don’t blame you.”
I can’t move, or I really want to laugh.
She doesn’t blame me. I can’t go home.
Those of us who loved my family long ago, no one but me remembers that we loved each other.
One day, my brother met a girl who looked almost the same as him, even with his father’s side of the line.
My brother took her home from nowhere, and my mom and dad were surprised to see her, to see her, and to look at me who wasn’t so much like her family, and went into my head.
A few days later, a piece of DNA announced my real identity — fake daughter.
My biological parents were born on the same day as my mother in a hospital, and my father was too drunk before she got out of the hospital, and my mother was busy communicating with the medical consultant and recovering from the hospital.
The bigger my business, the more I live, the more my real daughter eats at Jung’s.
I was raised as a little princess, and Chen Si-chul went all the way to my father’s firm, where he found me.
Later, the story was very common, when the princess returned to the palace and the heartless girl who had taken over the nest, shamelessly wanted to love, was humiliated to the ground and threw away her armor.
The only different outcome is that the bad girl was supposed to be dead, but I didn’t die, I turned into a vegetable, and I didn’t want to end myself.
This could be more cruel punishment.
I heard Chen Si-soo saying, “Si, you get better early and your parents and brother are still waiting for you.” I’m sorry.
She was silent for a moment and said, “Yes, Shire and I went abroad. Did he come to see you?” Should I tell you? I’m sorry.
I felt my breath suffocated for a while, as if my nerves were deliberately trying to cut my breathing.
Shrek is my fiancé. We should get engaged next month if there’s no accident.
The suffocation caused my heart rate to fluctuate, and the monitor sounded the alarm.
Chen Si-chul went to the doctor, who came to see him, and said, “In this case, all the body functions will be restored as if the patient had been cut off with a subjective consciousness, and will soon fall again. I’m sorry.
“You’re her sister, right? Why didn’t your parents come here once? Now I suspect the patient doesn’t want to wake up. If you keep this up, you’ll be…
“I’ll go home to my parents and my brother.” I’m sorry.
She turned around and ran away, but I was kind of laughing.
They’re not coming.
They hate this thief.
Two.
I thought I knew my family. No, it’s Chen Shijun’s family.
But it turns out I was wrong.
My mom, or my foster mother, really came.
She sat next to me, and I couldn’t see her, but I could hear her voice: “Doctor, isn’t it enough to pay for the treatment? What’s the problem? I’m sorry.
The doctor explained with a quick look: “Now the patient himself is losing consciousness. There are things that are not medically solved, and when many of these diseases give up hope, they are over a thousand miles away. I’m sorry.
My mother was a little annoyed, and I could hear it: “I know what she likes, likes to enjoy, likes to go out, not to give up her life.” I’m sorry.
The doctor’s dead again.
After a while, he hesitated to ask: “Do you want her to continue her treatment?” If you don’t want to, you can pull it out.”
“Who said not? She’s my daughter.
Half of it, but it stopped, and after a while, it was like, “Well, I called my mom, at least.” I’m sorry.
The doctor then said, “Think about what she had liked before, what she had read, what she had read, what she had followed, and what she had followed, and what she had read, which would have made her desire for life stronger.” I’m sorry.
My mom thought of calling my brother.
I heard my brother cheering up, and his voice came through the microphone: “Mama, what is it that I’m working on with Shakira? I’m sorry.
Proposal.
If it wasn’t for my eyelids, I’d cry and hold it too hard.
Shily is going to propose to Chen Si-chul?
And my mom, um, she was like, “Go home, take the books she used to read and bring them to the hospital and I’ll read them to her. I’m sorry.
My brother is impatient: “What do you care about a doctor and a nurse for the treatment? I’m sorry.
My mom didn’t say anything. Just told my brother to get it and hang up.
I understand their behavior.
In their eyes, I took over the nest, and I killed Chen Si-chul and the Chen family.
The second month Chen Si Jin came home, my mother found her depressed.
She said she kept thinking about the poor years. During those years, she was forced to work and her hands were sorely fracked. As a result of poverty, the parents were getting angry, and she was mocked at at school.
My mom was anxious and she was crying when she saw her hand with a scar.
I’m standing next to it.
I don’t know what to say, I was instinctively afraid, and I was the princess of Chen’s family the day before, and now I am the sinner of the nest.
My mother walked away and watched my eyes get cold for the first time: “What should you say? I’m sorry.
I’m stuck again.
I’ve always been a little girl in my mother’s arms, and my mother used to say that I was her baby when I grew up, and I even joked about my mother’s daughter.
But now she looks at me with cold eyes.
She’s never been this cold when my maid stole.
I’ve got a red face, I can’t see a crisis coming, and I’ve stung my feet: “Mom, don’t look at me like that! I’m sorry.
My mother pulled Chen Si-chul’s hand and cut her teeth: “What do I do? Thanks to your parents? I’m sorry.
Your parents…
I was silent.
I have a fear in my heart.
Give me all my love, and my closest mother, she disappeared.
Although my mother once said that I was her child, that I was just a sister, the day I found Chen Si-chul, but now I have a hunch that that’s not what happened.
There’s something I’m afraid of to happen.
3
My brother soon came with the books that were in my cabinet.
I don’t like reading. There aren’t many books in the book cabinet.
My father told me not to read when I was a kid. He said I was Princess Chen Jia and that the Chen family did not need me to go up every day. I eat, drink, buy and buy, and he looks like he’s making money.
But when Chen Si Jin came back, my dad looked at Chen Si Jin’s famous school background, and he was so happy that he put his thumbs on his head: “It’s my family’s seed, and the seeds bloom everywhere. I’m sorry.
After that, he looked at me, and his eyes flashed.
It made me look like a bastard.
Chen Si-chul’s study is full of books, and she does love reading.
And my study still has only one fairy tale. I just love fairy tales, even when I grow up.
My brother bought me that fairy tale when I was a kid.
He was always cold to me, and that was the only gift he gave me.
But I’ve loved this gift since I was a child.
He took the book, gave it to my mom, coughed, and it was kind of weird: “How can an old book like this be kept?” I’m sorry.
I’m a very valuable book, even if I finally moved out of Chen’s house.
But my brother looked at me like I was afraid I was stealing something. I didn’t take it.
My mom turned on the fairy tale, and cold fingers hesitated to touch my skinny back, trying to soften my voice: “Think over, I’ll read to you, wake up.” I’m sorry.
The first part of the fairy tale is Snow White.
My mother read a few words and stopped: “Does she really like this?” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t tell her I liked it. I was reading the day before I moved, and tears were dripping in the book.
My brother came to me by surprise: “She likes it, you read it like this. I’m sorry.
My mother went on to read, “The little princess has white skin, black hair, bright red lips She’s kind and loves animals in the forest…”
My mother read it and suddenly stopped.
It’s like remembering something.
After a while, she smiled hard with my brother: “It’s like thinking about being a child, with the hair of the skin, like little animals.” I’m sorry.
She suddenly remembered, “The stray cat in the neighborhood hasn’t been fed for a long time. I’m sorry.
Yeah, I moved out and I used to come back and feed them, Mom.
Because they’re the only ones who want to get close to me.
Even if I decided to die, I bought them lots and lots of cat food and found a sister to volunteer to feed them.
My brother didn’t talk. He seemed to remember something.
After a while, he reminded my mother: “Don’t say that in front of Si Jin, she’s getting engaged to Shigei and needs a good mood. I’m sorry.
My mom was so busy promising to go down.
She paused when Snow White had a stepmother.
I think that’s because I’m used to reading post-read.
I remember I wrote there when I was a kid: it was terrible, thanks to my mother, who loved me the most.
My mom read it there, it’s stuck.
It’s a good thing she stopped for a while and went on reading it, just a little bit unstable.
And when I read that she gave a poison apple to Snow White, she was stuck again.
I remember writing post-reading there. Why does she hate Snow White so much? She called her mother too. Haven’t you softened your heart after all these years? Snow White doesn’t know anything, just thinks she’s a mother!
I can remember this long because I didn’t write it when I was little, before I left home.
One word of tears, paper marks.
My mom coughed up, she coughed up, scared my brother.
My brother took the book from my mother: “Mom, go home. It tastes bad. Don’t choke. I’m sorry.
My mom’s still coughing, ignoring him.
And he said, “Schwin’s getting engaged, Mom. Go back and help out. She was engaged for the first time and didn’t know anything. I’m sorry.
My mother stopped coughing and promised to go away, and asked my brother to go away: “Remember and read more.” I’m sorry.
My brother is impatient: “I know. I’m sorry.
This is when the doctor came in. It’s only 10 minutes. I’m sorry.
My mother was just like, “There’s something going on at home, and I’m keeping her brother here. I’m sorry.
She paused and hesitated to ask: “Doc, will she really decide not to live?” I’m sorry.
The doctor was sure: “Of course, don’t forget how she became a vegetable.” I’m sorry.
My mom was silent.
But I heard my brother scoffing: “How can she be so greedy and afraid to die? I’m sorry.
3
I did ask my brother for money a month before I jumped.
Zheng’s father is in the hospital, he has no money.
Chen Si-hoon couldn’t get in touch on business, they came to me and asked me if I could borrow some money.
But I just moved out of Chen’s house.
To prove that I’m not greedy about money, I’m not fighting with Chen Si Jin. I’ll pay my brother back.
My brother said, “I’ll keep it for you. You’ll come back for it sooner or later. I’m sorry.
What did I say?
I said I had hands and feet, even if I wasn’t as smart as Chen Si-chul, to find a job and to feed my family.
My brother was laughing to see me go.
I got a job as a cashier, and I did have enough to feed myself, but I didn’t have the money to pay the money that Zheng needed.
I can’t call my brother. I want to borrow from my old money.
But as soon as my brother heard the money, he didn’t wait for me to say it, and he laughed. No more?
Then he said he was in a meeting, busy.
Let me wait till he’s empty. I hung up after that.
I smiled.
My face is big enough not to be Chen’s daughter.
They should all be returned to Chen’s family.
I took a deep breath and downloaded the Internet lending software.
You have to pay your second-year-old hospital fee.
I’ve got a loaner. I’ll sign on Monday.
I took a breath and promised to hang up and wait for my first loan on Monday.
But on Sunday, Chen Si-chul came back.
I heard that my foster father was going to be hospitalized, and Chen asked for the Chen family and paid the hospital fee.
I heard from Chen’s mother on the phone and I was relieved.
After all, there’s no one to be afraid of if they step on the pit for years.
But Mom heard me relax and kept quiet for a long time.
Then, after a while, he said, “If a man does not be good to you, the beast is better.” I’m sorry.
I choked.
I’m not being filial. I’m just waiting for a loan on Monday.
But my mom hung up without waiting for me to explain.
Call again, don’t answer.
From that day on, it seemed as if I had been emptied of my spirit, that it would take a lot of effort to get up in the morning, to open the curtains and wash my face, and that I would need to lie down for a long time to get up.
I like to pull up the curtains, lie in the dark, do nothing, lie still, weep for nothing, cry to sleep.
At that time I thought I was just sad, and soon it would be okay.
I didn’t know it was depression.
When I know, it’s already heavy.
Even if I were a vegetable now, I’d still be in deep depression, losing my life.
Even if my brother took the time to read me a story today, it was something I couldn’t think of when I was a kid, and it didn’t make any difference.
My brother, with that fairy tale on his side, turned to the “Ogly Ducks” piece, saying, “The ugly ducks finally know that they are a swan, unlike the ducks on the farm. I’m sorry.
His voice was cold and sweet, but when it came to that, it was ironic.
If I could open my eyes now, I’d have seen his handsome face and the look on his face.
“The swan is a swan, even if it’s in duck piles, and sooner or later it’s going back to swan lake.” I’m sorry.
He came alone today, and I heard him on the phone, as if my mother had forced him to come, and he was very disgruntled and angry.
And he went on and read the same thing that I wrote there: “But who put the swan eggs in the ducks?” Too bad! I’m sorry.
My brother kept quiet for a long time.
After a while, he suddenly reached out and touched my face.
He’s acting too fast. I’d jump if I wasn’t all over the pipe.
My brother touched my face, up west of the sun.
Remember, my brother wasn’t completely indifferent to me.
I always thought my brother didn’t like to look at me, that he would look away.
Ever since I was a kid.
When I was a kid, I must think my brother hated me and didn’t even want to look at me.
I followed him twice as hard as I could to please him.
And I was 15 years old until he was of age, and one time my parents came home late, and thundered outside, and I cried, and my brother was groaning at me, and he saw me sleeping, and I was awake, and he touched my face, like today.
But since then, he seems to hate me even more.
Just like today, after reading an ugly duckling, he stood up, kicked off the chair and left in a hurry.
If I wasn’t a vegetable, I’d think he was running away.
And when he came to the door, he paused, and I heard him take a deep breath, as if he wanted to say, but he did not say.
He closed the door.
4
I can’t figure out why my brother hates me so much.
And when We were little, We turned towards him, and we grew up to him in a gentle manner.
He was so gentle to anyone, but only to me, so cold.
When Chen Si-chul came back, I didn’t have a sense of crisis, just thought I had an extra sister.
I see my brother loves her very much and buys her gifts, clothes, shoes and jewelry, and I’ve only had a fairy tale since I was a kid.
I thought he liked that kind of career.
I want my brother to like me too.
I told Dad I’d go to Chen’s internship, starting with sales.
I’d like to be as good a man as Chen Shijun.
Not for anything else, just for my brother’s sake.
I’m really working hard, I’m home early, I’m working late, I’m learning hard.
The staff and the manager know I’m Chen’s daughter, and I’m hard and tempered, and I’m always at parties.
I thought my brother would be happy.
But I didn’t think that he saw me and my colleagues having dinner off and driving away in cold.
When I got home, he was talking to my dad.
Look at me, my dad’s eyes are changing, flashing out an alert.
My dad was a good businessman, alert, smart, and he didn’t trust anyone.
He often looks at people like that.
Just never looked at me like that.
He’s been looking at me like this for a long time today.
He said, “Your brother says you’re doing well at the company. Better than Scorpion?”
I nodded in the fog, “Oh, it’s okay.” Si-chul was a top-notch man and would not have had to be part of his colleagues. I’m sorry.
I’m telling the truth. Chen Si-chul is so good that he’ll run the company with his brother, and naturally he won’t eat and drink with his colleagues like me.
My dad didn’t say a word. Let me go upstairs.
When I went up the stairs, I could feel his eyes staring at me.
But I was drinking and I didn’t know what Dad was thinking.
Until the next day, I went to work early, and I heard the manager and assistant talking in the bathroom booth: “Don’t let thought be lost on important documents. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“Older, don’t ask. People have real children. They have to protect themselves from impostors. I’m sorry.
I was in the booth and suddenly my hand was cold.
It’s cool to the fingertips.
I waited for the manager to go out.
Tears are full of tears.
I wrote my resignation report the same day and left Chen.
My brother smiled when he saw me and said I couldn’t hold the wall.
I admit he’s right.
In addition to his and Chen Si Jin genius, there are ordinary people and even fools in the world.
But a fool has feelings, too.
I took my stuff out of the company and walked on the road without a purpose.
My father took me wherever he went and said I was his heart and flesh.
Dad said it would be nice if girls didn’t have to go to school.
I’ve been taking exams and spending more than half an hour of the night, and he’s having a hard time, and I’m not allowed to read, so I can be happy.
I’m scared and lost, so loving my dad, he’s gone.
Now that his love has been transferred to Chen Si-won, won’t he give me anything?
I was naive. I didn’t believe. I didn’t believe in 20 years of love.
I called Dad and asked him, “You don’t love me, do you? I’m sorry.
My father hesitated to say to me, “Though you think, I can give you money if you need it, and your brother will give you it when I’m gone.” But there’s something you don’t think about, not yours. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I don’t understand what he’s saying.
No, I don’t understand, I don’t dare.
The deep autumn wind blows into the bones and cools all over.
I promised I’d hang up.
I just want to have some love, nothing more.
But who would believe it?
5
I resigned from the company and came home, and suddenly I got sick.
There’s no reason for it. The blood is normal. It’s not spiritual.
My mom was in a hurry for two days, but my brother told her about the company.
My brother said that I was resisting and forcing my family to give in.
My mom looked at me and didn’t say a word.
I can see in her eyes that she no longer believes me.
But I’m really, really sad, really upset, and I really can’t be happy like I used to be.
If I could control it, I’d make myself happy. I wouldn’t let my mom frown for me.
But I can’t control it.
I can’t really control it.
As if I couldn’t control my life from pink bubbles to haze.
As I am now lying on a bed with no love, but in peace.
After my brother left, my mom took my dad to see me again.
Things have come to this point, even if I have, but I hear my mom’s voice, and I still feel sorry.
I’d still want to be in her arms and cry and tell her that I’m sorry and that you’re teasing me.
But I can’t.
Even if I’m not a vegetable, I can’t.
My last name is Jung, not Chen.
When my father came into the ward, he was surprised: “What’s wrong with thinking? I’m sorry.
My mother’s voice was shaking: “It’s only been a few days, you’ve lost weight again, Doctor! Doctor! I’m sorry.
The doctor came in a hurry.
The hospital is private, the client is either rich or expensive, and the doctor has a good attitude to explain it to me: “It’s true that the priceless remains like this. I’m sorry.
He said that a vegetable who had had miracles before, was very willing to survive.
He also saw life count down because of the loss of life.
“Your daughter’s desire for survival is the most crucial link, believe me. I’m sorry.
He solemnly emphasized that.
After a long time, my father coughed and laughed: “How come thought didn’t want to live?” She likes to eat. She’s alive every day. I’m sorry.
No one answered him.
I don’t even remember when he was talking about me.
Have I ever been like this before? I don’t remember.
My mom came to my bed and sat down and picked up the fairy tale.
She was crying: “What happened to my being away for days? If you keep this up, you’ll be fine.”
My dad stopped drinking, “Don’t bullshit me! You wake up and eat more and you grow back! I’m sorry.
She held my wrist: “The skin is yellow, can’t you see it?” I’m sorry.
She cried, “When did I lose weight when I grew up?” I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you read to her? I’m sorry.
He seems to be reading my book: “How to read her fairy tales? I’m sorry.
My mother was crying: “She loved reading fairy tales. I’m sorry.
My dad smiled, and he said, “Call her princess.”
In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly stopped talking.
I think he remembered. He called me Princess for the first time when he changed my name.
He hasn’t called me since, Daddy’s little princess.
My father coughed and pushed my mother to read it. I’m sorry.
My mom picked up a fairy tale and turned a page.
Today, Cinderella read: “There was once a beautiful girl, who had a vicious stepmother and two bad-hearted sisters…”
Cinderella, it’s a story I’ve been ignoring.
It does not fall like Snow White, the daughter of the sea.
But then it became my favorite story.
The herb trees in the garden, the birds in the tree, were left to Cinderella’s mother.
I’m sure Cinderella’s mom must love her.
When I changed my name, I used to go to the library and read Cinderella over and over, fantasizing that I had a herring tree and a bunch of birds.
If I had one, I wouldn’t see any princes or go to some prom.
I just want my mom to love me again.
Just once.
That’s what I thought. That’s what I said.
Cinderella’s blanks are full of my prayers: I don’t want any property, I just want my mother to love me again.
Mom loved me again.
Mom loved me again.
Mom loved me again.
Please.
Later on, I became less and less able to speak to the world and no more to write or read.
It was only when I moved out of Chen’s house that I wrote the last sentence: “I have two mothers, one foster mother and one birth mother.” No one loves me.
They all love Chen Si Jin.
My mother loves Chan Si Jin, and her mother loves Chen Si Jin.
Seeing me, she always had red eyes and missed Chen Si-chul.
She asked me the most about how Chen Shijun was.
I’ve never really been jealous of anything like anyone else.
Except for that moment.
That moment I was super jealous of her.
Why does her foster mother remember a drop of more than 20 years while my mother, she forgot me so quickly?
I have two moms, none of them love me.
I’m such a badass.
Now, this unlucky bastard is lying on his bed, waiting quietly to leave.
But my mom was crying.
How she reads, she can’t cry.
She suddenly hugged me and said in my ear, “Thus, Mom loves you.”
Sissy, Mom loves you.
Sissy, Mom loves you.
But does it work? I can feel my life in a little loss.
And getting faster.
Mom, maybe the power of love isn’t as amazing as we thought.
Maybe late love is useless.
Maybe death is my destiny, not love.
Six.
My mom came to see me more and more, and my dad always came.
My dad always comes in silent, occasionally touching my hair, suffocating.
It’s getting very old.
Chen Si-chul is coming.
She’s really nice.
After hearing that I was in bad shape, she looked at me several times.
Even Shire followed.
I’ve been a little rusty, but I can still hear the squire’s footsteps.
After all, the man I loved was the one who was ready to spend his life together from the age of 18.
Chen Si-chon put a wet cotton on my lips: “Are you so young that you can leave?” I’m sorry.
She said, “If you give up, it’s hard for those who love you.” I’m sorry.
I think, love someone?
There’s one standing right here.
He loved me and everyone knew it.
But I didn’t see how sad he was when he was attracted to Chen Si Jin and he didn’t hesitate to give up on me.
It wasn’t a month before Chen Si-chul came back, and Shily started to teach me a lesson for her.
He told me not to talk about childhood in front of Chen Si Jin.
He said that she was suffering for you while you were eating in your coat.
I’m freezing.
It’s just that when I was a kid, my mom took me up the hall.
But I did nod my head.
I don’t want to upset Chan.
But then he said, “Can you stop dressed so well?” What’s she thinking? Those clothes you wear, they’re all she can’t even think about.
But he bought me that dress.
I’m still nodding.
People who live in fairy tales know there’s still love in the world, and the book only says that princes love princesses.
But it doesn’t say that the prince only loves the true princess.
So Szeki told me that after he was with Chen Si-chul, I fell apart.
I was just diagnosed with depression, and I was looking for it with a diagnostic.
But what I thought was the last straw to crush the camel.
I’m crying on the street with a sily, like a disgraced lunatic.
Chen Si-chul came up and pulled me, and I threw him off the floor and broke his hand.
I think she fell down.
I’ve never been in a fight since I was a kid.
It’s the first time I’ve hurt anyone.
I ran up to help her, and she dumped my hand.
She looked at me, and she said, “You stole my parents’ brother, you went to a concert, and I was a cashier at the supermarket to earn my tuition. Did I blame you? Did I tell you you’re a thief? I’m sorry.
I’m frozen.
She looked at me like I was the third person.
And so am I.
If you look at it, I’m the immoral one.
I have no right to accuse her.
I stood up, I couldn’t help myself, I turned around and ran away, and I came home.
Drilled in a nest, and there was a sadness in my heart.
I finally found out I wasn’t entitled to be in this house.
I thought I had a sister, but Chen didn’t want a sister.
I should have left.
But I still want to see my parents and my brother. I want to have dinner with them.
I packed all the bank cards, all the valuables, all the clothes, and they were in the bedroom.
I stole Chen Si-chul’s house 20 years ago, and now I give her back everything I can.
I’m dressed up nice and light and I’m sitting in the living room waiting for my family to come home.
The last meal, I hope to make a good impression.
I cooked myself a full table, thinking what I was going to say.
I’m going to make Daddy drink less, Mom is going to stop sleeping late, and my brother is going to stop being angry, and I’m going to wish Chen Sithing and Shizuku a hundred years.
Then quit this house.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what my parents would do to stop me.
I even thought of how I could persuade my brother if he wouldn’t let me go.
I’ve been thinking so much about it, but I didn’t expect my brother to lift up the table.
I spent three hours cooking, spilling all over me.
My parents followed him with red eyes.
“You pushed my daughter?” I’m sorry.
I opened my mouth, and I was standing there, and I was like, “What?” I’m sorry.
“Did you push my daughter?” I’m sorry.
Plum.
You know what that sounds like?
It’s a bowl of hot water pouring on ice.
It’s the sound that I’m filled with, and it’s the sound that I’ve been wiped out.
My dad said I pushed his daughter.
I looked down and I didn’t talk.
“Did you think that Chen’s family is all yours and that you can do whatever you want?” I’m telling you, your last name is Chen!
I’ve got all my family’s property. If you touch my daughter next time or think of anything else, I’ll…
“Don’t wait another time. I’m sorry.
My mom interrupted him.
Her voice is full of frost.
I’ve heard her talk like that before, when someone was bullying me at school, she threatened that man and tried to touch me again, and left his whole family in trouble.
And now she speaks with the same tone, and the object of the threat becomes me: “Go get your things, we will give you a house, and your brother will pay for your living every month.” I’m sorry.
She said, “Leave my daughter alone.” I’m sorry.
I’m stuck.
I never knew my mom had such a cold side.
I looked down, and I saw tears falling on my clothes, and I fainted from the soup.
Good mess.
I asked, “Did Chen Si Jin say that?” I’m sorry.
My brother groaned: “Styrofoum isn’t that kind of person, it’s what Sly said, so let’s comfort him. I’m sorry.
Huh.
Shrek.
He who vowed to cherish me for life.
I looked at my feet, and I couldn’t look up, but I said, “Yes, thank you, brother. I’m sorry.
Talk to me.
My brother was angry: “Will you not apologize? Apologize has room to turn around. I’m sorry.
I stopped, “No. I’m sorry.
This is my only stubbornness: “I’ll move away and lend me $5,000 and everything else. I don’t want anything.” I’m sorry.
My brother smiled and said, “Don’t act like you’re sympathetic.” I can’t help you unless I apologize. I’m sorry.
I’m not acting.
My brother did not know that my world had just collapsed silently before my eyes. There’s nothing left.
The world no longer exists, so should I.
7
I left Chen’s house with $5,000.
I got a job as a cashier and rented a basement.
The supermarket is where Chen Shi-jun worked and the house was rented by Chen.
I can’t give her any other compensation.
I don’t think there’s a big difference in life.
I grew up reading fairy tales. I’m not taught in fairy tales what money is and what family is.
Only love and be loved. Stupid, but I can’t change it.
My work is busy and tired, but I can’t sleep after work.
I keep my eyes open till dawn, and I go to work under my eyes.
I eat less, sleep less, laugh less and cry less.
It seems that there’s a fog in my brain that blinds all my senses and feelings.
My only emotion is impatience.
The impatience of the world.
My parents never looked for me again.
It seems that the bridge has really returned to the bridge.
My brother bought a bag of gum at the supermarket and then stood cold and watched me collect.
Look at my face and explain to others that the goods are clean and can’t be settled.
The customer’s got a bad temper. I don’t have a face to listen to. I don’t have any mood swings.
But my brother can’t take it anymore.
He grabbed the man’s wrist, and he was like a monster and scared his ass off.
And he stood before me, staring at me with evil eyes: “Who is this revenge?” I’m sorry.
He means my hand, which I haven’t maintained for a long time: “Who are you suffering from?” I’m sorry.
And We looked at him blindly, and looked at the look of his despised eyes, and thought in my heart, “He truly hated me.” I’m sorry.
I’ve moved out. He’s coming after me.
But I didn’t say anything.
I was just watching him get angry and go home from work, open his eyes until dawn and go to work with a green eye.
After a few days, Sully came to see me again.
He stood by the door of the supermarket waiting for me, and he lit a cigarette: “Think, I didn’t want you to get down.” I’m sorry.
And when I saw it, he said: “Sith, come with me or I will feed you.” I’m sorry.
I wonder, “Did you break up with Chen? Why did you come to raise me?”
Then he choked and laughed: “You will not be so pure.” I’m sorry.
He explained to us: “Things, I love Sith, but I cannot spare you the suffering. I’m sorry.
He took my hand: “Come with me and not go back to Chen’s house.” I have a house to settle you. I’m sorry.
And I looked at his lips one by one, and it was loud.
That’s the one I really loved. Now he wants me to be a little girl.
It’s a fucking lie in fairy tales.
I threw his hand away and my head was gone.
The next day I took the day off from work.
I looked at the fog outside the window and looked at the day.
There’s a voice in my heart saying to me, Sith, this is not your world.
Your world is in fairy tales.
Why aren’t you leaving? What are you waiting for?
I shook my head, laughing, and I said, “There’s nothing to wait. I’m sorry.
The heart is never easy.
The dust in my head is spreading and the world is reliving.
Half an hour later, I was standing on the top of the tower, waiting for a perimeter to be secured, making sure that no one else was hurt, waved at the world and jumped off the ninth floor laughing.
My journey is over, and those who loved it in the journey, goodbye and never again.
8
But I didn’t think fate loved me so much.
I jumped off the ninth floor and would have died. I didn’t die, but I became a vegetable.
Every day, they are forced to fill their pipes with nutrients and keep them alive.
And now I’m forced to listen to my precious fairy tale and read it to me.
He turned to the daughter of the sea.
He was silent when he read the four words.
I think he must have remembered that my brother sent me this book when I was a kid.
We were little children, in the afternoon sun, and I was lazy on his knees, listening to him.
After reading the sea’s daughter, we were silent for a while.
I’m suffocating, and I’m saying, “The mermaid just disappeared. I’m sorry.
Suri didn’t talk.
After a while, he shot me in the face: “When we grow up, you’ll be my mermaid.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to go away.” I’m sorry.
“If I don’t find the princess, you’ll never disappear.” I’m sorry.
Now I’m lying in bed, thinking about what happened as a child, and I feel like I’m gone, like I’m in a dark yellow newspaper, and nobody remembers anything but me.
I remember that day, when Shily went back, I wrote a line on the last page of the sea’s daughter with a childish touch: Sully says I’m his mermaid and he’ll never find a princess and never let me disappear. Can’t be a puppy.
And now Shire should have read that.
For We have heard the sound of books falling on the ground, and the voice of the sibling voice of the sibling.
He leaned down to pick up the books, his lips touched my skinny back, and somehow he kissed me and shed a tear on my back.
I’d love to lose that tear, but I can’t. I can’t move.
I’m bored.
The body felt my irritation, the guardian called the police, the doctor and the nurse came in nervously and the doctor shouted, “The patient’s blood oxygen is dropping too fast!” I’m sorry.
I feel like there’s something in my body, in all the noise and tension.
It’s like the voice of Shire, screaming to hold on.
Uh, I don’t.
This is not my world.
I’m out of line. I don’t want to stay anymore.
I don’t know.
But the world won’t let me go.
I’m getting weaker, but I’ve been saved.
The doctor said that if I could not afford to survive, the next time would not be the result.
Mom and Dad and brother came to the hospital.
“What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.
Chen Si Jin answered for him: “He wants to see Sith.” I’m sorry.
My brother smiled and said, “You decided to see him for him? You know Sissy’s gonna want to meet some cheating bastard? I’m sorry.
My brother never said that.
In front of her, my brother was a good brother.
“I just want to see the thought…”
“But you don’t deserve it. My brother’s cold.
Szelet seemed to be angry and laughed: “Do you deserve it?” I’m sorry.
And he said, “Do you deserve it, Chen Si-won?” I’m sorry.
The atmosphere is strident. Seems nervous.
My mother’s silently interrupted their confrontation: “I want to fight, not my daughter.” I’m sorry.
I suspected I was wrong.
My mom said leave my daughter alone.
She said I was her daughter.
I’d really cry if I couldn’t move.
Unfortunately, I know it’s the last time I heard it.
I’m falling into a coma more and more frequently, and I can hear less and less, and I can feel my body getting out of shape.
I’m about to leave the world.
9
In the days that followed, I went into more comas and weakened my body.
Sometimes when I wake up, I can hear my mom and dad crying around me.
My mom said in my ear that my dad had a gray hair all night.
My mom said you wake up and take your dad with you.
My mom says you wake up, you’re scared, you’re scared.
She says you’re the kid I grew up holding in my arms.
“Look at my memory,” she cried in my ears, “How could I forget?” I’m sorry.
And sometimes I hear Chen Shijun wipes my face and talks to me with a cry, “Thus when you wake up, I’ll be your sister.”
I didn’t hate you. You didn’t do anything. I hated you for what.
You wake up, Mom and Dad will love you. I’m sorry.
Thanks, forget it, no.
You’re all right. I’m done.
I’m completely exhausted.
It’s only been a few days.
Just a few more days.
Three days later, I was rescued again.
The doctor called my family to get them ready for the day.
He was depressed: “The girl’s desire for life may be so weak as to be negative. I’m sorry.
I’ve been confused for days, but that day I’m sober and I can hear my voice.
The first thing I heard was the footsteps of my brother, who almost ran into the ward.
When he came to my bed, he suddenly stopped.
Doesn’t seem to dare come over.
It took a few seconds to come over and hold my hand and kiss.
His tears wet my fingers.
His voice is shaking: “Think, my sister.” I’m sorry.
Soft, unstinting, sad.
I don’t understand. He’s never said that to me, ever since he was a kid.
My brother kissed me, “How can you leave me? I brought you back with my own hand. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe my ears.
I even suspect I’m still in a dream.
Or my brother is crazy.
But his hands were so hot, it was so cold, it was so real, it wasn’t a dream.
My brother’s tears drop in my palm, wrist, arm.
Waiting for death, my brother told me a story.
He said, “Mother was having a sister and he was so angry at the hospital.
You were born, you’re fat and red, like a peanut. I thought, “Sister’s gonna take my mom and dad, I’m gonna change my mom and dad to take mine.”
I’ll take my favorite back. I’m sorry.
He kisses my cheeks and tears wet my face: I switched you over, but I’m starting to feel guilty again. I’m afraid Mom and Dad will find out and I’m afraid you’re blaming me.
That’s why I’m so mean to you, think. I don’t love you. I just feel guilty! I’m sorry.
My heart’s beating slowly.
My brain is numb.
I’m just listening and thinking, so…
I was brought back by my brother.
Should I hate him? But I don’t have the strength. I can’t hate it.
All my strength is used to breathe.
My brother’s lips were full of tears, and he put them on my forehead: “I wanted to treat you well, but I really should die, I really should die.” I can’t believe I dream about you every night.
I can’t believe I thought of you.
The more I miss you, the more I’m mad at you. I’m an asshole, but I blame you. I’m sorry.
The cold tears remain on my skin, just like the temperature of my moment.
My handsome and indifferent brother, who was incompetent, said, “I envy the shariah, who is able to hold you and marry you, and I dared only to think of you secretly, and never could I hold your hand.”
I’m the one who set him up. I’m fucking jealous of him. I’m sorry.
He held me in a tremor: “You see, I’ve done so many bad things, don’t you want to get up and get back at me? Don’t you want to kill me yourself? You or you take me away, you take me away and don’t make me feel better.”
I can’t answer him.
I’m really dying.
I feel my body empty.
There came a noise from the door, tearing apart his lungs and roaring, “Ten Si-won! You bastard! Let her go! It is you! I’m sorry.
My dad went mad and yelled and came in and grabbed my brother.
I heard a punch and a fist, and it squeaked on me.
My brother didn’t say anything at all. He grabbed me with one hand and wouldn’t let go.
And my mother took my other hand, and wept and wept, and cried out to my name: Si-houn! do not go away! Don’t leave Mom, please! I’m sorry.
My mother cried so badly, and my father cried, and my brother cried, and Szeki cried, and only Chen Si-chul did not cry.
She whispered in my ear, “Sister, let me tell you a story.” I’m sorry.
I want to nod my head, but I have no strength. I can’t even breathe.
The monitor was loud and the doctor’s footsteps came to me.
My mom screamed my name in shock.
I can feel that oxygen can’t get into my lungs, and my heart beats more slowly.
But I still want to hear another fairy tale.
I don’t believe in life. I know that when people die, everything disappears.
I want to hear the story of my life before I disappear.
Chen Shijun seems to hear my heart.
She had a nostrils and whispered in my ear, “The sky is cold, snow is snowing, it’s almost dark.” This is the last day of the year — Christmas Eve. A little girl without a hat, gloves or shoes walked in the street. I’m sorry.
Ah, she reads the little girl who sells matches.
I tried to suck the oxygen, and I waited for Chen to finish.
Chen Si Jin’s voice was gentle and calm, and it was just a slight tremor.
“The next morning, the little girl sat in the corner of the wall with red cheeks and a smile on her mouth.
She died, freezing to death at the New Year’s Eve. The new year’s sun is rising.
On her little body. The little girl was sitting there, and she was holding a burnt match.
“She wants to warm herself up…” people say.
No one knows how beautiful she has ever seen, how happy she was and how happy she was with her grandmother in the new year. I’m sorry.
She stopped and said good-bye to me: “Good-bye, Sith, my sister.” I’m sorry.
The heart beat monitor went from hysteria to a long sound.
In my parents’ cry, my brother’s crash, my heart stopped.
I’m done.
Bye, never again.
Chen Si is away
One.
My name is Chen Si-won. I have a sister.
She was stolen from me.
I was five years old when I stole her, and my mom was in the hospital, looking at her second-born sister.
Everybody’s happy, just me.
My mom and dad were all sisters and sisters, and they left me behind.
I don’t want this sister.
There was an aunt in the same room who came in a little later than my mother and had a baby and a girl.
I don’t like my sister, but I like that little baby.
Her round face is red, her eyes are sewn, her little mouth is sewn all the time, like a big squirrel.
My mother was in the hospital for a few days, and I didn’t really look at my own sister.
My parents couldn’t care less about me. They were all around my sister.
The more I want to get angry, the less cute I see my sister.
I think it’s still cute next to the red, fat little baby.
If only I could take her home.
I’ll have a favorite sister.
I started thinking about it, but then it got stronger.
I’m afraid of being strong.
My dad needs to know what I want to do. Don’t shoot me.
But I can’t help it. I hate my sister so much, I like the little red fat guy next door.
My thoughts are getting deeper and deeper, like a demon.
Until the day my mom got out of the hospital, it was a demon.
I refuse to take my beloved sister home.
While my father was drunk, my mother was busy consulting and the next couple fell asleep, and I did the worst thing in my life.
I switched Red Fats and Sisters.
They’re wearing a uniform for the hospital, and they’re all fat, and they don’t look bad.
My parents didn’t see much. They took me out with them.
Fat Red was a good boy. He didn’t even cry. He just looked at my mother.
I managed to bring Red Fat to my house.
She’ll be my sister later.
My dad named her Sigu.
Two.
I thought I’d be happy after I stole Sloan home.
But I overestimate my mental qualities.
The sin of stealing children has been haunting me since that day.
I won’t leave, I won’t let go.
I really like my sister, her white skin, her black hair, her eyes round, but not very smart, but really cute.
Ever since she was a kid, she’s been following me, jealously watching my exams, worshiping me for the sports.
But every time I see her, I get scared.
I stole her!
The more I grew up, the more I found out how guilty I was.
I threw away my sister and stole the children back.
If Mom and Dad knew, they wouldn’t recognize me as my son.
I’m afraid to look in the eyes.
Those eyes are so pure, they shine so badly on me.
I started killing her, ignoring her, trying to keep her away from me.
Don’t make me feel sorry for being scared.
Kostya just thinks I don’t like her.
She didn’t see it at all, and every time she turned around crying, I kept looking.
I really like this sister.
But I was really scared to see her.
I’m afraid of guilt, I’m afraid of guilt, I’m afraid my stolen sister will hate me, and I’m afraid my real sister will not be well.
If I had one more chance, if I could turn back the time, I wouldn’t have stolen any of my thoughts.
Day after day, I became the most ruthless brother in the world.
She’s not gonna remember anything.
One time I just scolded her and I had a fever and Mom and Dad weren’t home.
Scorpion ran to me with his little fat leg, touched me on the forehead, and she said, “The teacher says the fever needs to cool down,” while looking for something cold.
The refrigerator was locked by the children, she couldn’t open it, the towel was too high, she couldn’t reach it, and she was in a hurry.
I can’t talk, I can’t control her.
After a while, I suddenly found a cold on my forehead.
I was surprised to open my eyes and found Sigu’s little hands cold on my forehead.
Her face was so cold, she was shaking, she saw me open her eyes, and she laughed.
She ran out of the door herself, frozen her hands and returned to my forehead.
Two below zero degrees outside that day.
I yelled at her: “Imbecile!” I’m sorry.
I put my hand on her and warmed her up in my nest, and she put her soft body around me, and her tits laughed at me.
Smiling softly in my heart and groaning to put her to sleep.
She’s got lovely sleeping faces, long eyelashes and fat baby faces, white and white.
I looked at her and I was suffocating.
What an idiot.
In a few days, I went to the bookstore with my classmates, and occasionally saw a fairy tale, and the ghost remembered Sithing.
The sleeping beauty on the cover of the book, it’s really like Sigu.
I had to buy it back and hand it over to Sigu.
Si-jun was so happy that he jumped up and kissed me and took the book and gave it to Mom and Dad.
And I was standing there and I didn’t move.
The face is a little hot.
3
The days are quickly lost in my contradictions and guilt.
It’s 16 years old.
She’s beautiful. A lot of hairy boys are moving at her.
I’m upset.
She’s not 18.
I’m holding up all the bad feelings, and Scorpion doesn’t know anything.
I’m relieved.
Don’t be stupid. Don’t be stupid.
But in two days, I was hit in the face.
It was a rainy day, thunder.
Scary as hell, but Mom and Dad are out.
She knew I didn’t like her at the time and wouldn’t dare look for me in the bedroom.
But I went out of bed somehow, and I went into her bedroom, and I looked at her, and she was like, “Go inside, I’ll put you to sleep.” I’m sorry.
Spoon, get out of the way.
I just lay down, and a thunderstorm outside the window scared Si-chung to hold my arm and call my brother softly.
And the sound of his brother suddenly became deafening like thunder out of the window.
My heart beats like I’m going out of my chest.
“I’m not afraid of you, brother.” I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
She’s not scared, but I’m scared.
I heard a swirling breath in a mad fear and she fell asleep.
I reached out with a hot hand and touched her face like a sleeping beauty.
She moved and murmured in her mouth a name: Shire…
I was frozen and my hand stopped on her face and I forgot to take it back.
I slowly burned a black fire in my heart.
That fire made my eyes red.
It has a name called Jealous Fire.
I’m jealous of Shire.
What makes him dream of him?
Sloan is mine!
I was so mad, I couldn’t help it, black flames burned me, and I even hated the Sith.
Why would she let me burn on fire while she’s still innocent?
4
When Si-chul was 20, she got married to the sibling.
I look at the hands they hold together, and the fire is burning.
I think I’m on the crazy edge.
Before I went crazy, I saw the real Scorpion.
I knew it was her the first second she appeared.
The sister I sent out.
She’s not well, she’s poor.
The family, however, offered her the family’s strength to study and admitted her to a famous school.
Unlike Shizuku, he’s spoiled by my father, who even lets her read more.
I was relieved to see her that second.
I found my own sister and the guilt can be over.
But there’s a voice in my heart that tells me that you’re not so noble because you have another possibility with that little fool.
I took my sister for DNA, showed my parents the report, and they took her home crying and changed her name.
My parents watched my sister’s cold cocoon on her hands and cried for a long time.
They’ve changed the name of the little fool to Sithian.
I know they’re angry.
I saw a little fool standing in the middle of nowhere, crying, and standing there.
She squeezed out a smile: “Can you call me “Sit” instead of “Sit”? I’m sorry.
The little princess, who used to be in the hands of Chen’s family, is now smiling.
My mother was soft and noded: “You’re still our daughter, just another sister.” I’m sorry.
She’s lost and she’s good, but she’s still smiling at her mother.
He was at Chen’s house, looking down on Shizuku.
I watched with my cold eyes, and my evil plans were coming into shape.
I have purposely guided Shizuku to embrace all the pleasures of the priesthood and to give them a chance to be alone.
And that little fool, who doesn’t know anything, is still trying to make a good relationship with Si-chul, to build a relationship with Jung’s husband and wife, to be nice to my parents, to smile at me, to be nice to everyone.
She was really clumsy and hard-working, but her efforts didn’t pay her well.
Szely and Szeto went together.
And when the silliness and the schizophrenia showed up, he pushed down the sigma with anger and annoyed me.
Is that how she likes serene?
A man who’s soft and soft, who’s never going to do anything to anyone.
Jealous fire burned uncontrollably, and I lifted the table and went through her cooking.
My parents let her go, and the look is unprecedented in indifference.
I saw her looking at us in a state of consternation, and she couldn’t lose her tears in her eyes and finally fell in silence.
I had a heart attack.
But I didn’t do anything. I watched her carry a small suitcase and left the Chen family.
When she left, she gave me a bank card, a cut-off.
I laughed, “You’re so good and hard, you’ll come with me sooner or later.” I’m sorry.
No one knows what I really wanted to say at that time was that you were stupid and you were gonna come back to me crying.
But she didn’t say anything. She turned away.
Walking without hesitation.
And the moment when her back was gone, the clouds covered the sun, and there was a moment of darkness.
I was suddenly scared.
It’s like losing the most important thing.
5
After the little fool moved out, I sat there every day waiting for her to come to me for her allowance.
I don’t believe she can live on her own.
It’s hard to wait until she calls me for money, but not much.
Her voice was so rusty that even her brother stopped screaming.
She seems to think of me as a stranger, without love, without attachment, without emotion, empty.
I got angry and hung up for a meeting.
When the meeting was over, Si-jun called me and begged me to pay for the hospital expenses.
The amount is exactly the same as that of a little fool.
I was silent for a moment, and the fear was raised from the bottom of my heart again.
I’m gonna find out where she is and what she’s living for.
Why didn’t you come looking for us for $5,000?
She’s pretty, she’s not smart, in case…
I’m out cold and sweaty and restless.
Fortunately, I’m relieved by the results of the investigation. She’s just a cashier at the supermarket.
I looked at the pictures taken by the detective and laughed.
She’s so stupid she can handle the market.
I want to see her.
But when I got there, my mood fell to the bottom.
She was being scolded when I went, and she couldn’t lift her head up.
The scolder’s finger was about to poke her in the face.
But it’s not just that she’s being scolded.
And her face — no expression.
The wood stands, the wood listens, as if the soul had floated elsewhere and no longer in the world.
And We held him by the wrists, so that he ran away.
Think about it, look at me, look down.
No surprise, no thanks, no surprise, no disgust.
There’s no life in them.
I was scared.
She’s like a beautiful wax, warm, breathless, soulless.
It’s like she’s leaving me in the next second.
No more of that kind.
Six.
And then I wondered a million times if she wouldn’t jump if I picked up the little fool that day.
If I hadn’t brought Sigum back, she wouldn’t be alive.
If I hadn’t stolen her home, would she be happy now?
But there’s no such thing as “if.”
If not, the day I stole her back, the end was doomed.
My little fool, my stolen sister, the girl on my mind, she jumped without warning.
Fortunately, it was blocked, turned into a vegetable and now lies in a hospital.
I knew I hated her later.
I know she jumped off the building after a visit.
Is szelet that important?
Let her live?
What about me? What if I don’t die?
My mom called me when she came to the hospital and I said on purpose that I was planning a wedding.
She jumped for the man she loved, so I made her listen to the man she loved to propose.
I was crazy and I didn’t know.
I’m blindly convinced she’ll wake up.
She can’t leave this house. She’ll wake herself up.
I never thought about what she would do if she didn’t come back.
When the doctor said she lost her desire for life, I was a little confused.
I went to the hospital to see how long she was going to sleep.
Can’t keep waking up.
I remember the doctor’s words, he opened the fairy tale and read her an ugly duck.
But I didn’t think, read to the end, I ran away.
She wrote at the end of the ugly duckling: Who put the swan eggs in the duck pile?
And I looked at it as if it were the most secret, the ugliest, the darkest wound, exposed in broad daylight and dirty.
I must’ve had a really bad look.
I ran away from the hospital, and I didn’t even look at her skinny face, and the body of the bones, and was there any chance of waking up.
7
I never thought a little fool would leave.
I think she’ll come back when she’s mad.
The committee followed me, and my brother called me.
I’ve thought about it. I won’t bully her again.
I’m going to take her home. I’m going to marry her no matter what I say.
But I can’t imagine that she would be so stubborn and determined to cut off all of her life.
Once upon a time, a pretty little girl let herself be thin as wood, skin waxed yellow and lay in bed with a little failure.
If I knew, I’d rather be a sinner than take Si-chul back to Chen’s family.
I’d rather be burned with jealousy forever than with Zilong and Shire.
I’d rather be left alone by my parents than steal her from the hospital.
She’s so innocent, she should have all the beauty in the world.
But now it’s all over, like a dead branch, waiting for its fall.
When I got a call from the doctor, I went to the hospital to see her last, and she was thinner.
I smell corruption and death in her.
I cried all of a sudden.
The girl I stole back, she’s dead today.
She walked out of nowhere.
I shook her hand.
I’ve wanted to hold on to it since I was a kid, once white and thin, and now I kiss it in tears, “Sister, I stole you back…”
My sister, she’s been a mess.
It’s a matter of life and death.
Now she should know the truth.
All this suffering she experienced was because of her brother, who was so guilty.
Greedy, selfish, cold brother.
She didn’t steal someone’s life, she did nothing wrong.
It’s me.
Damn me too.
But it is I who shall die, and shall never be more.
8
After the story, you all know what happened.
My sister’s gone.
She should be going to heaven.
I can’t be with her anymore.
People like me are doomed to hell.
It’s the fifteenth day my sister’s gone.
I settled her and gave her the company to Sigu, with the old fairy tale, standing where she had jumped.
There’s a lot of people downstairs.
Like my sister, I waited downstairs for the perimeter to be covered, so I didn’t wave to the sky after hurting others.
Bye, my sister.
You go to heaven, I go to hell, we’ll never see each other again.
In the next life, no one will ever bully you again.
I will punish myself for eternal life in the fire of hell, to redeem myself from you.
Bye, sister.
And, I love you. Case number: YXA1BLPwx3KXDyzK6wUlpla
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
