When I was dying, I didn’t want to stay at home, packing up my belongings in advance.

But I found that there was nothing to pack.

My room was the smallest utility room in the house.

The only things that belonged to me were a few old clothes and some pitiful stationery.

Even Sirena’s cloakroom was three or four times bigger than it.

Only the things she didn’t want would be thrown into this utility room.

After putting the things away, I received a call from the cemetery company.

“Ms. Holland, do you still want the cemetery you liked before? If you pay the deposit now, we will keep it for you, otherwise we will give priority to other customers.”

That was the cemetery I saw not long ago.

The cemetery was planted with verdant pines and cypresses and trimmed roses.

The tombstone and urn were all fresh and ins style.

It was my favorite style.

At that time, I thought, since life was so hard, I should live more comfortably after death.

But at this time, the wish couldn’t be fulfilled.

I hesitated for a moment and replied to them, “No need.”

Because I had no money.

How could people who didn’t even have money to see a doctor afford an expensive cemetery?

Just after hanging up the phone, my brother came back.

He hurriedly threw down his briefcase, with a puzzled look on his face. “Cemetery? What cemetery?”

I thought he knew something.

Who knew that the next second, he spoke with a face full of reproach. “Willow, what tricks are you playing again? I heard that you went to the government service center to ruin Sirena’s birthday party! Don’t mention Dad and Mom, even I feel ashamed! Sirena cried because she was worried about you and her birthday party was ruined. This is the only 18 years of her life! If it weren’t for the fact that she lost her parents when she was young, she wouldn’t want to live under someone else’s roof. Why can’t you tolerate her?”

I looked at Jack’s aggressive look and the words I wanted to say choked in my throat.

Was I not the one who couldn’t be tolerated?

Sirena’s 18th birthday was important, but what about me?

Since she appeared, I had never had a good birthday.

Every time my birthday came, Sirena either had a cold or an allergy.

Then my parents would decisively abandon me and the whole family would accompany her to the hospital.

For ten consecutive years, even if Sirena just sneezed, my parents would be so nervous that they would take out the thermometer.

And they simply forgot my 18th birthday.

When I didn’t even wait for a “Happy Birthday”, they remembered to organize a banquet for Sirena, customize a dress and prepare a birthday gift.

I looked at Jack with tears in my eyes and choked up to tell him, “Brother, my 18th birthday and my only 18th birthday, not only did you forget it, you didn’t even give me pocket money to buy a birthday cake…”

Jack remembered something and his eyes seemed to be moved.

But when he spoke, he was still in a bad mood. “Why are you so petty? If you didn’t make a mistake and didn’t repent, how could Dad and Mom be angry for so long?”

At this time, my parents and Sirena came back.

From a distance, their echoing scolding came from outside the door.

“You still have the face to mention your 18th birthday? Just based on what you did to Sirena, you don’t deserve to celebrate your birthday!”

My father’s face turned pale and the anger in his eyes seemed to want to devour me.

“You messed up Sirena’s birthday, but she cried and almost went into shock in order to ask us to forgive you! You don’t feel guilty at all?”

“Hurry up and apologize to your sister!”

Sirena pulled herself back from her sadness, forced a smile and walked forward. “No need to apologize, I want to eat the soy milk cake made by Willow. Can you make me a cake?”

My mother’s eyes flashed with a trace of relief and she hurriedly advised me, “Isn’t this your best dessert? Willow, Sirena is giving you a way out. It’s really a bargain for you. Why don’t you go!”

I looked at Sirena’s increasingly proud expression, without moving and asked her, “Aren’t you allergic to soybeans? Do you want to blame me for your allergy again by insisting on eating the cake I made?”

Sirena’s face turned pale instantly.

In almost the blink of an eye, she came up and grabbed my hand, begging me in an innocent tone, “I’m sorry, Willow, I forgot! It’s all my fault that I shouldn’t have fallen down the stairs when I was a child, which caused my brain to be damaged and I forgot about the allergy! Don’t be angry, okay? I can eat other flavors!”

Her hypocritical and pretentious look made me feel ridiculous.

When I made soy milk cake for the first time, I didn’t know that she was allergic to soybeans.

At that time, I wanted to prove my sincerity to my sister.

Just because she said she liked it, I burned my hands countless times before I baked a perfect cake base.

As a result, Sirena fainted due to an allergic reaction.

After waking up, she immediately cried and threw herself into my parents’ arms.

“Uncle, Aunt, the cake is a gift from Willow. She said it’s okay to eat a bite. Please don’t blame her. It’s all my fault for being greedy!”

I stood helplessly in front of the bed, facing my parents’ resentful eyes.

“I didn’t know that Sirena was allergic to soybeans and she didn’t tell me…”

But what I got in return was not trust.

Instead, my father kicked me in the stomach and kicked me several meters away.

It hurt so much that I couldn’t even get up.

“The whole family knows, how could you not know? Don’t make such a cheap excuse! I think you just can’t tolerate your sister!”

So, I was locked in the room for three whole days.

Those three days were the nightmare of my life.

No food, no water and even no access to the bathroom.

When I was released, I was exhausted.

Thinking of this, I rejected her coldly, “I am not good at cooking, so I can’t make what you want. Go buy whatever you want.”

Sirena held my arm without giving up and her tone was a little more fearful. “Okay, I don’t want to eat the cake. Please don’t be angry, okay?”

As she spoke, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

The hand that pinched my arm became stronger and stronger.

Until, I pulled my hand back in pain and she fell to the ground defenselessly.

Everyone’s face changed suddenly.

My mother quickly helped Sirena up and checked her injuries nervously.

Sirena seemed to have hit her elbow. She leaned into my mother’s arms and whimpered, “Mom, it hurts…”

Jack rolled up his sleeves, gently rubbed the joints a few times, turned around and scolded, “Willow! You’re too much!”

My father was even more furious and he came up and slapped me.

“Willow, you are so shameless! If you hadn’t pushed Sirena down the stairs when she was a child, would she have hurt her brain! If I had known you were so vicious, I shouldn’t have given birth to you! You are not allowed to eat tonight, go back to your room and reflect on yourself!”

This slap was almost full of strength.

I felt one of my back teeth fall out.

My mother saw the blood at the corner of my mouth and her eyes showed some pity.

But the next second, just because Sirena cried a little harder, she retracted her gaze and continued to comfort Sirena.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and turned back to the room.

Instead of reflecting on myself, I took out the gifts I packed.

They glanced at me in surprise, followed by sneers.

“What, you have wild thoughts and learned to run away from home? Your parents discipline you for your own good. Willow, why don’t you understand our painstaking efforts? Since you are not convinced, walk out of this door today and don’t come back!”

The more times I was disappointed, the calmer I became.

After hearing such threats for the umpteenth time, I was no longer afraid of not being able to return to this home.

Because this home had never really accommodated me.

Seeing me walk out without looking back, my father grabbed a cup and threw it at me in a rage.

The broken glass made a hole in my head.

But I did not give in.

I just stopped and looked back at everyone.

“Since you regret giving birth to me, I will sever ties with the Holland Family today. This is the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.”

As soon as I left the yard of the villa, Jack chased me out and took out a few banknotes from his pocket.

He handed it to me in an admonishing tone. “Take this money first, find a place to calm down for a few days. Wait until your parents are no longer angry. Come back and admit your mistakes and this matter will be over.”

136 dollars.

For Sirena, it was just the money for a meal.

So they had long been accustomed to thinking that my living expenses for a few days were only worthy of Willow’s meal money.

At this time, Sirena also ran out.

She took the money from Jack’s hand and said to me coquettishly with a smile, “Willow, we are all family and Dad and Mom are just talking in anger. Do you really want to drive Willow away, Jack? In my opinion, don’t give her money. When she is hungry, she can come back earlier, right?”

Jack thought it made sense and quietly withdrew his hand.

My illness relapsed.

I dragged my tired body. I didn’t know how long I walked before I walked out of the rich area where the Holland Family lived.

I used the little money I saved from part-time work to book a hotel.

At night, I hugged myself and lay on the small bed.

As time passed by, I fell asleep.

In the days without Sirena, I was also the baby in my parents’ hands.

At that time, they were busy with work and they were really exhausted.

I was sent to the countryside when I was very young.

My mother kissed my cheek reluctantly and said, “Baby, when I am done, I will definitely come to pick you up early.”

I waited for four years.

When my parents finally came, there was a girl beside them.

She was the child of my father’s best friend and her parents died for some reasons.

My parents adopted her as their daughter.

I also treated her as my own sister.

But on her birthday, she was pierced by a needle hidden in her dress. She cried and hid in my parents’ arms and said, “Uncle, Aunt, don’t blame me. I didn’t mean it. Give me a little more time, I will definitely let my sister accept me!”

Her words directly sentenced me to death.

I asked her why she framed me.

She showed a sinister smile on her young face, then grabbed my hand, put it on her chest and fell downstairs.

At that moment, my parents just came home.

Since then, I had become an out-and-out bad seed.

My part-time job money was framed by Sirena as stealing her, so my parents cut off my pocket money.