Lu Yinyin and I were born of the same mother, but fate treated us differently. I was the family’s unpaid labor, its personal ATM, and everything I did was for Lu Yinyin.
After she fell ill, Mom even threatened and forced me to donate a kidney so she could live. Complications, an infected wound, and depression eventually killed me on Mom’s birthday.
My body lay undiscovered until it had begun to decompose two days later. Only my death finally opened Mom’s heart.
