I have a terminal illness, and no one knows.
My stepmother's daughter still bullies me.
My childhood friend always takes the side of the bully.
Even my own brother turns a blind eye to them and treats me with cold indifference.
He even slapped me hard for the sake of his mistress's daughter.
I swallowed the blood in my throat and finally understood.
So no one in this world really loves me.
Then let's all go down together!
I burned my diagnosis and got my revenge in one glorious burst before I died.
When I became completely cold and lay in my hospital bed, quietly waiting to die,
my brother and the others regretted everything...