After Becoming Everyone's Least Favorite, I Only Want to Die

When I was seven, my parents were taken from me in a deliberately staged car accident.

My brother hardened his heart and sent me to an orphanage, ignoring my cries.

He said, "Zhaozhao, it's too dangerous for you to stay with me. Once I've settled everything, I'll come take you home."

My brother didn't know that he had sent me to a cruel orphanage, where I struggled desperately and tried to die many times.

But I felt sorry for my brother. If I died, he would be sad. That thought was what kept me going.

When I was eighteen, my brother came to take me home with his adopted sister, Liu Xixi.

Holding Liu Xixi's hand, my brother said with a guilty expression, "Zhaozhao, Xixi has been through a lot, always traveling from place to place with me. She's suffered so much. Unlike you, she hasn't spent these years living in comfort, so you should be more accommodating toward her."

I smiled and nodded, but thought to myself, Now that my brother has someone by his side, I can die without worrying.

Later, my brother wept uncontrollably beside my hospital bed, begging me to look at him. But I could never open my eyes again.