When my twin sisters begged me to swap lives, I knew the plot was about to begin.
She was sad that I succeeded in starting a business: "I really envy my sister. She eats and drinks every day and her company can be listed on the market. Unlike me, I can't find a job even though I try my best..."
Surrounded by my friends, she felt aggrieved: "Does everyone only like to make friends with rich people? No one likes me who is sincere and sincere..."
My fiancé and I joined forces, and she cried loudly: "If it weren't for money, this kind of good man would definitely be mine..."
"Sister, please give me your life..."
I didn't agree, so she encouraged my eccentric parents and pushed me down from the 18th floor.
Before she died, I heard her say: "Although my sister is dead, she still enjoyed it for twenty-five years... Now my sister's life should belong to me..."
Opening my eyes again, I was transported back to the first time she begged me to switch.
I laughed.
In this life, I will play with her to death!
